[Voice - Action to those around]

[bepobear]

[the sound of a low, long deep whine could be heard. It's been a little while since the woman's voice came out of his journal and he promptly ignored it after a while. But now he was somewhere near water (you can hear it splashing around) as he talks.]

This doesn't smell like home. I thought I got left behind, but this doesn't smell right. The sea doesn't feel the same. Where is everyone? Captain? My idiot crew? Jean Bart even! Nothing is right. [it's a cast call, sure, but he was asleep at the time he was with them all last and now he's not... there. It's weird.]

[he tapped the journal on the dock he was sitting on, talking to it.] Where is everyone! [his paws went high above his head as he yelled that last part, falling backwards on the deck. SO all you hear is a thunk.]

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[Action: For anyone around, they might have seen a bear in a orange jump suit just yell out into the world and flop back on the deck. Don't mind him, he's just feeling left behind and lost. Maybe he should have read this stupid note in this stupid journal.]

Comments

[Voice]

[fierybluebird]

Aye, but there's not a captain worth his salt who wouldn't want his nakama looked after most. So if you need some help, say the word, eh?

And in the meanwhile, it pains me to request yet another favor, but you'll find many others from our world who are not from the same time. Some are quite sometime behind us, so make sure you're careful about what you say, eh?

[Voice]

[bepobear]

[after a short pause he simply nodded, firm, giving an agreeing sound. He'll keep that in mind, Whitebeard Marco.]

[But the other part got his attention, ears perking a bit. Huh.] That doesn't make se--Oh. [pause.] OH! Is that what was wrong with Mr Straw Hat? ... Oh. [wait, no, that still doesn't make sense. HOW is that possible. But... another firm nod sound.] I want to hear more about this though. How is that possible, to be so far behind others?

[Voice]

[fierybluebird]

Aye, it is. A few of the others too.

As for how, I'm not completely sure. My perception of time has always been a bit skewed as a phoenix, to be honest.

I assume it's a byproduct of arriving in this world at all. People I had long since assumed as dead survive here well beyond what I'd expect.

[Voice]

[bepobear]

[Interesting. Very interesting. (Also, a Phoenix? Talk about interesting Devil Fruit powers.]

So, what he said was true then? Fire Fist Ace is around somewhere? With an infection? [so maybe the guy hadn't lost his mind after all.] Straw Hats found a way for me to come over to help, but he makes it sound like a illness. I thought he'd lost his mind.

[Voice]

[fierybluebird]

Aye.

I don't quite know the source of this problem, but I'm doing my best to track it down while Straw Hat looks for a way to get him to go back to normal.