[003 || Written]

[darknessinside]

[There aren't any words, just a random sketch of an island showing up in the journals. If it looks like it was done by a 5-year-old, WELL...that's because Riku isn't an artist, so whatever. Shut up. He's just trying to pass the time anyway.

If anyone on his crew needs him, they can find him sprawled on his hammock in his room.]

Comments

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[feetarestrange]

A prison? How do you mean?

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[darknessinside]

It's...small. It's just a really small world, and when I was younger I wanted to explore others. I knew there were more out there, but for a long time I didn't have a way to get to them.

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[feetarestrange]

I think I understand now. Knowing that there's so much more out there... Still, it looks like your wish came true, though maybe not how you would've expected it.

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[darknessinside]

Heh, it actually came true over a year ago, though still not how I would've expected it. We only just managed to get back after being away for months and months, only to end up here. Now I miss it. Figures.

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[feetarestrange]

It makes sense that you'd end up missing your home, even if you felt that way about it. What happened that kept you away from it, though?

[Nothing bad, she hopes...]

voice;

[darknessinside]

Well, it kind of—disappeared. For awhile. It was swallowed by darkness. Then when it came back, I was caught up in the middle of something else and couldn't [or wouldn't] return.

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[feetarestrange]

[Swallowed by darkness? Nami gets the feeling he's not talking about a lack of sunlight.] Sounds a bit like me.

Even before I was brought here, I still couldn't really go back to my home. [Not until she got what she was looking for.]