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[She's been somber lately. Spades might have noticed she and Namur had been being very passive aggressive at each other for a week or so before he left. And with Namur AND Thatch missing, as well as others, well, she's been going through the motions of work and not so chatty.]

How many crews out there are missing people? [she's clue hunting. Maybe it's a new event. A new shitty thin that Jones is doing to them.] I know a few crews are ...having this problem and I'm curious to when and how.

That's all. Nothing mysterious. I just want to know what we're dealing with here. We got new people coming in, but we lost a lot of people recently too. Why.

And... welcome, to those of you who are new. Fair winds at your back.

[To Spades, she could be found on the moon, journal beside her as she sharpens and polishes her sword while keeping look out for now.]

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[he couldn't really...tell who it was. Well he knew it wasn't Marco. But he hoped-- he cleared his throat softly and murmured:]

Haru-ru.

Thatch!?

[And she scooped the book up, holding it to her face almost, trying to hear him right. Why wont this give clues!]

Thatch! Where the hell are you, you damn idiot? You've got... Marco worried sick. [and her, clearly. Was he free? Was he floating? Was he safe?]

Shhhh shh gently. [he spoke in a near whisper] We just..swum a little too deep. [they were in over their heads in other words] But we'll be alright. [he hoped]

[She sucked in a breath at that. He was whispering. He was still somewhere in danger. In trouble. Damn it.]

[Her voice was a whisper now as well.]

Who's with you? Are you okay? Give me some details. We can go find you guys.

With me? About... half a dozen people but... they drop them off here and there. Namur... I'm fine, I said, princeling. [details... details... they were kind of slipping around in his mind like he had too much soap in it. He couldn't seem to hold on to much]

Hands are so interesting...

[He might hear a low growl. There were others as well. Thatch and Namur. She'd skin someone if they were hurt. And right now...] Have they got you drugged or drunk?

[She didn't like either option, and why the hell can't he use his darkness? And... hands? really?] Still got both hands, my Thatch? [she whispered, wondering if his comment meant more or if he was just out of it.]

[Though she closed the book a moment (so her voice wouldn't record to it considering she was about to get LOUD) as she stood up, letting out a bellow suddenly, as if it just hit her...]

MARRRCCOOOO000Ooooo!!! [She doesn't realize he's already on it. But she's scrambling to get up and go look for him. If he hadn't heard that, he'd be hit with awareness from her haki, no doubt.]

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Don't go [she couldn't leave yet. Things were important]

[She's on the move, but still talking, whispering now that her book is open.]

I'm not going anywhere, princess. Swear. Going to find you. Going to take care of who ever did this to you.

It's the red flower. Don't let Marco roll around in it. Hey. Promise, love. [whistles a half phoenix song and someone says "what was that"?]

Shit.

Red flower. No Marco rolling. I got it. [She hasn't got a clue, but she'd promise him the moon right now and she can figure it out later.] Promise.

Close it. Hide it! Thatch, be safe, brother. [she's all of whispers right now, and holding her breath, heart twisting]

Love you. [though things soon devolve.]

I'm already listening, Haruta.

[But he comes down from above to give her a hug too.]

[Oof! She nearly ran into him as he was there suddenly, but she one arm hugged him and held her journal so Thatch might not hear her talk to Marco. She's talking soft again.]

Oh, Marco! He doesn't sound good... [And she broke away again, pacing as she kept talking softly to Thatch also...]

[Pacing, pacing. They needed clues.]

I know.

I think he's chained. [Kisses her head.] You know how the gravity is. Everything hurts extra. And he's not masochistic enough to enjoy it.

[Chained. She hates chains almost as much as cages. But she gets it now, she thinks.]

[She does shoot him a look that says 'not funny' about the masochistic enough to enjoy it part. Idiot.]

We... need to do something...

I know, Haruta.

[His arm and face has just enough of a blue glow that if anything it's very apparent that the minute they reach a military base he is likely to torture them for information until he gets he what he wants.]

[Oh yes, he sounds very very very extra calm, but in the absolutely worst way possible.]

[She doesn't like your calm, about as much as her own calm can be frightening. Looking back to Marco her eyes set, narrowed and watchful.]

I feel sick... [Which she wouldn't admit to anyone but a few people, Marco being one. She closed her book and grasped it tightly. They had to do something.] We need to tell Ace. If he hasn't already seen it.

[hold it together, Marco.]

[He lets go of as much of his murderous rage as possible, closes his eyes and hugs her close.]

I'll tell him and have him set sail for the closest navy base to the south. Thatch said... they had to be using something that could only be gotten at one of them and yet, he wasn't held by navy himself, sounds like. So that's a big big clue he gave us, eh?

[Closes his eyes and leans on her hair, trying to calm down. He just hoped it didn't cost Thatch too much.]

[She leaned in, hugging him and holding that damn journal deathly tight. Shhh, Shhh Marco. Clear head. Clear mind. Rage on the base later.]

[But he'd feel her nod at his words.] It's something.

He... mentioned red flower? I feel like I'm missing something.

A song from Wano. If they move him, either because he's not with Namur or just... any other reason, we'll hear more from other people as we get closer.

[A considering sound, before giving a small nod. She drew back a bit from him, jaw set now.] Let Ace know. I'll get some things ready. We're going to go save our brothers.

And look for Chandra.

Chandra is important to the crew. I consider her one of the brothers as well. [She rather likes her too, okay?]

[He can't really force a smile at that, but he does nod.]

[That's how it should be really.]

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