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[Upon the Penguin a young girl woke up. Liz Sherman is 11, long brownish hair, a scar on her forehead and swimming in her over sized clothing she woke up in. She spent all of 20 minutes pressed against a wall of the boat staring at sea for miles.]

[She was at sea.]

[HOW? Tucking herself down against the wall and beside a barrel, she shook, hearing people talk out of the little book she had in a pocket. carefully opening it, she wondered if this was a dream]

H-hello? Is anyone out there? I... I don’t think this is... where I should be.

I was at Project 66 foster care? I... I don’t remember leaving.

What’s going on? [she took a careful breath, trying to stay calm. She knew she had to stay calm.]

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You know, I get asked that a lot on these seas. [Not nearly as kindly. Some people thought he was a devil and the rest just sort of gawked. Other children pointed and yelled and called him evil. He was technically a ginger, but didn't really notice, himself.]

I imagine you come from a place where people don't have hair colors like mine. It's not entirely unnatural, but it's definitely rare where I come from. [It wasn't as bad as green. At least he wasn't Zoro, thought Coby.]

But, I don't mind if you think it's weird. I've only recently gotten to like it, really. [If anything, he smiled a bit wider because he could tell Liz was feeling good enough to ask frank things.]

[She didn't mean it as an insult or anything. Her hand covered her mouth still, even as he said he got asked it a lot. But he seemed okay with her asking? Even answered her question.]

[And it's not dyed? That's normal? Her eyes were a bit wide at that. Her mom would have had a fit.] R-really? [and he was smiling too? So she smiled, behind her hand. Yes, a bit more frank right now. As a kid she was a bit more blunt with people, once in a while. At proper age she wouldn't have asked. Or might have asked in a different way.]

I don't think it's weird. I think it's really cool. I saw a girl with blue hair once and always wanted hair like that. [after saying something stupid like that she bit the side of her finger of the hand covering her mouth.]

[Coby couldn't feel even a little bit self conscious. Coby's weaker points had always been his previous self's cowardice and hesitation. As he was getting rid of those two things, he felt much better about himself.]

I'm sure someone around could show you how to dye your hair if you wanted. [He smiled, laughing just a little bit at that as he began to clean his hands with a rag.]

But, if you go back to how old you were, I think you might be angry with me if I let you do that.

[Funny how older Liz used to Dye her hair anyhow, so it won't be a problem, but hell if he, or even she right now, knew it.]

Oh... [long pause and she frowned, drawing back a bit] So... I grew up mean? [a small nod, like she had a feeling she might. It’s hard to believe these guys know her older though, but why would they like her if she was mean. Still, her fires must be her sins so... yeah.] Sorry...

Of course not. You're rather polite, if not a touch sarcastic, actually. [He admitted it readily, though he wasn't sure if Liz would remember him saying that at all--]

I think you look fine. Either way, hair dye is something you can't take back easily. You might like having that hair color for awhile, but what if you don't like it later?

[Oh, that made her smile. Just a bit. this guy was really nice, or so it seemed.]

Sarcastic is alright, I suppose. Better than being a demon. [how ironic that statement will be to her when shes older...]

If I don’t like it, I’d cut it off and let it grow out. [There’s that older Liz attitude alive in the small Liz]

I wouldn't say that at all. People use the word 'demon' pretty freely when they're scared of someone, but-- [The best example he could have thought of was Garp.]

My teacher used to be called a demon. He was notorious for being cruel and inhuman to pirates who fought and hurt innocent people, but everyone else thought of him as a great man. He might have been a real demon for all we knew, because he was so strong it was nearly impossible, but eventually, he became a real Hero of the Marines. It was because he always tried to do good things for people and help out.

I think that word's just something you use when you're scared. Even if someone's got horns and a tail, it doesn't mean they're bad. You've just got to wait for someone to prove you wrong.

[You're no doubt the reason she doesn't burn down this ship as a kid. Seriously. Liz kind of looked up at him as if she couldn't believe him. Like it wasn't something she heard before. If she'd grown up hearing stuff like this she might not have been such a runaway and Gothic loner. Go figure.]

[Also, you know how sometimes it's good fir a kid to have someone to look up to? She was currently seeing Coby in that light.]

You really know a lot of interesting people, huh? Your teacher never scared you? [she moved to lean in a bit, still keeping back, but trying to watch his face, to make sure he wasn't fibbing when he talked.] Like... he was scary to some people, but was actually good? You can be... um, a demon and still liked?

[She was pressing on this, a bit, because this was important, okay?]

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