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[The lack of Zoro may have only been felt by a select few, but the angry looking child walking around the village proper should be of some interest to anyone just kind of hanging around. Clad in a slightly raggy outfit, leaves sticking out of his hair, he doesn't look like he's had a proper bath in days. But don't worry, folks, moldy green is his natural hair color. Strapped to his back is a familiar white katana; on his face: an equally familiar dark scowl.

If he looks a bit twitchy, forgive him. He's been hiding out in the forest and Luceti hasn't been very kind to him these last few days. He'll just be wandering around town, peering curiously through shop windows and trying to pretend he wasn't lost.

At some point in the day, he's gonna find that he's hungry enough to go ~~begging~~ demanding food at Seventh Heaven ~~or wherever Sanji is at the moment orz~~. Maybe they'll let him chop wood in exchange for a meal. Hmm, hmm.]

((ooc: The boy arrived September 30 so feel free to run into him when/wherever. Replies will be coming from

zorichan this time around. Have at!))

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[ This kid does not know the meaning of gentle, does he? Ikki kind of gives him a look at the bag ripping, but she's more amused than she isn't.

Her own bag has no such rip, and she's eating them pretty slowly, one at a time. Chips are a treat, after all! ] They're made from potatoes! ...I think, anyway? That's what my grandpa told me.

[He'd say something but he's too busy stuffing his face. Right before his last few handfuls, Zoro gets a thoughtful look on his face.

Chew chew chew--] Hey, Ikki... [He's got a question for you but, uh, give him a second to swallow this bite.]

[ She probably wouldn't have cared if he'd talked through it. But she stops slowly going through the bag - she's halfway through now, okay, it just takes a while because some people like to chew - and looks over at Zoro curiously. ]

Yeah?

[crunch]

... d'you think I can meet your uncle?

Uncle Sokka? Sure! I don't mind introducing you sometime.

[ sipping some more of the soda. It's so fun to let it just. Bubble. ]

[Hi Ikki. Meet Zoro's Failing Not to Look Too Excited Because I'm Not Used to Hiding My Emotions face.]

Ok!

[ Awwwww, so cute. Ikki just sort of giggles because she's happy someone else can see how awesome her uncle is. ]

When would you be free to do that? Or, hm, just come by house 56 whenever - [ ...oh wait he seems to have issues with directions. Even when pointed. ] - Well, just call me up in the journals whenever, an' we can meet up!

Journal? What's that? [His is sitting around gathering dust in his room. :I] Is it like a Den Den Mushi? I saw sensei use one'a those once.

[ She'll pull hers out to show him. ] It's how everyone keeps in touch here!

Umm. I dunno! What's a Den Den Mushi?

It's some kinda snail thing. [He makes a roundish shape with his hands, trying to mime the look of a large... snail... thing...] You talk to other people with it and it makes this, um. This buruburu noise.

[Zoro looks at Ikki's journal curiously.] Where can I get one?

[ That sounds so...weird, Zoro. She's not doubting you, but why is there even a world where you talk on snails that talk. ]

You mean you didn't wake up with one? [ That happens? ]

Maybe I lost it in the forest. [Shrug.] I had two shinai with me when I got here but they got lost.

Shinai?

Um, swords! But they're made'a wood. I use 'em for practice.

You use more than one?

Yup! [He takes a bite of his sandwich, then holds up three fingers.] I uffe pfhree!

[ Ikki isn't a math whiz or anything, but Zoro seems to only have two hands. ]

But how d'you hold 'em all?

Nmymouf-- [Zoro chews a bit, then swallows thickly.] In my mouth! Like this. See?

[He flashes her a toothy smile, wide as his face.]

[ ...well that doesn't sound dangerous at all ]

...You must have reaaaaaaaally strong teeth!

Mm! I train with jaw weights. [And he's mighty proud of that. He thought of it all on his own, after all!]

What about you? D'you need to train for that air nomad thingy?

[ Jaw weights are apparently a thing. Ikki has learned something new today.

She stops staring long enough to grin. ]

Yep! Every morning, with grandpa! I'm nowhere near bein' a master yet, 'cause you have to master all the forms - or come up with your own - and then you get your tattoos.

[Ooohh...]

Tattoos? Of what? [He cocks his head at her curiously.] Where d'you put 'em?

Blue arrows! They'd go here, and here, and here - [ She's drawing a line from her forehead back, and then tracing where they would go on her arms. ] When that happens, I'll also have to shave back my hairline a bit.

[woahhhh]

Do they hurt? [Don't get him wrong, he actually sounds thrilled at the thought that they'd hurt. That would be so badass.]

Yeeeeeep. [ She doesn't know from, like, personal experience, but. Tattoos that have to go from your head to your feet tend to hurt. ]

There's a big ritual that's supposed to go with it. You have to meditate, and cleanse, and - well, it usually takes a fairly long time? Jinora'll get hers before me, so I guess I'll see it first hand then.

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