[Voice]

[thetruehistorian]

[Robin's voice is a bit slow, her words perhaps a little slurred, like someone coming out of anesthetics.]

Real, this time? Touches like pages. They go swish too. And sounds. Voices. Need them.

Water!

[There's a bit of indistinct shuffling around, then some small splashes as Robin drinks from her hands. She takes a moment to breathe, already beginning to feel her head clear. Her speech at least clears up significantly.]

The last I can remember clearly was... a rogue wave. Came out of nowhere, straight at the ship and then... here. Scorpion... something. Scorpion's Reef? Mm, that sounds right. Their sting doesn't kill so that's good, but it's how loose in a- wait. That word doesn't make sense. Word for seeing things that aren't there. Hear and smell and touch them too. Movement and colors. All there.

Not dreams.

Need to get off the island but there's no more boat. And I can't swim.

[She giggles.]

Ridiculous. Pirates that can't swim. But it's true. No swimming for me. Maybe I used to, but I don't remember. Someone said the sea is jealous. I have something it wants. I say, if it wants to keep it then it shouldn't spit out fruit for me to eat. It's quite rude to give a gift then demand it back. Bugs swim better than me. Scorpions. I think they're leaving me alone now. Perhaps I'm boring to them. But the sea will always want me in its depths.

Who am I talking to? Is someone there?

Comments

[Voice]

[meatthefuture]

Robin! [something is wrong but he doesn't know what. It doesn't matter right now]

[meatthefuture]

OI! Everyone! Lets get Robin right now!

[meatthefuture]

Where are you? Robin?

[thetruehistorian]

Luffy!

[Does she sound happy? Relieved? Like everything will now be okay?

Maybe a little.

And doubtful, like she isn't sure if she actually heard his voice.]

Be careful the colors swim and get on the boat. Scorpions are colors. Tell Sanji-kun. Lots of bugs.

[meatthefuture]

Okay! Sanji color bugs are swimming!

[or something]

Where are the color bugs? [wait. Maybe she doesn't know the island! so directions]

Is it warm or cold?

[thetruehistorian]

Already said before. Colors reef. Maybe you can make them sleep with hockey.

[voice]

[skyfaring_swordsman]

...Well, considering the system you're usin' to talk, I'll bet a great many people are "here" listenin'. Sounds to me like you're just a little bit addled, Miss. Did you soak in a little too much as at a local bar? Eat a few things that didn't sit well?

[voice]

[thetruehistorian]

Hmmmm new voice. Not dreaming then.

[She sounds relieved.]

Only bar is sand and drink is water. Eating is good though. Fire for bugs and snakes. Bites hot. Eats the forest and me in it. Have water. Wait for food. Yes.

[It seems she's decided something.]

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[skyfaring_swordsman]

Johnny, Miss. At your service.

[Hooooooo, boy.]

Does that mean you're gonna' stay put and hopefully stay calm until friends can collect you?

[voice]

[thetruehistorian]

Mm.

But the stingers make flying through planets happen. Try not to get stung. Stay by lake for water but can't go in. Lake will swallow me for the ocean but it won't chase me.

Johnny. I don't know Johnny. Is he nice?

[voice]

[serving_love]

[Eh?? Is that his lovely Robin-chan's voice after all these weeks??? BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT EVER!!!]

ROBIN-CHWAAAAAAN~!!!

[—Although...her voice and all those words don't really match up very well. Hmm.]

...Ah, Robin-chan, are you okay?? [And since she asked...] It's Sanji, your knight in shining armor!!

[voice]

[thetruehistorian]

Knight and a day and a night. Too long, they'll bite again. Have to stay by the lake, the sea is jealous. It chased me on the beach! Don't let it drink me! Please!

[She sounds desperate by the end, pleading.]

[voice]

[serving_love]

[...Well, shit. Sanji's cursing by the time she finishes, but he can't do much from where he is except grip tightly at his journal.]

Oi, oi, what shithead chased you? Dammit, don't worry, Robin-chan! We're gonna come get you!

[And then quickly glancing at her original post again...]

Scorpions... You're somewhere with a bunch of shitty scorpions? Is Scorpion's Reef an island??

[The hell does he know? Ahhhh why don't they have a Nami-san here. ;_; Sanji's up and dashing for the library next -- or whatever they have that substitutes as a library. WHEREVER ROBIN KEEPS HER STUFF. Gonna rifle through everything, sorry, babe.]

[voice]

[thetruehistorian]

Book from Coma Dog says where. Not book from Cat. Cat book full of blood. Don't fall in the blood okay?

[She is really worried about that.]

[Voice]

[fierybluebird]

Robin....

Are you all --

[WELL SHE IS OBVIOUSLY NOT ALL RIGHT. AND ASKING IF SHE IS ALL THERE IS TOO RUDE FOR EVEN MARCO.]

Together?

[WITH YOURSELF. WOMAN PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER.]

[Voice]

[thetruehistorian]

No, it's only me and me and me. As many me's as you want.

[She giggles, and her voice becomes sultry.]

You want all the me's to find you pretty bird?

[...]


My wings don't sparkle though.

[Voice]

[fierybluebird]

Always.

Don't worry, I'll sparkle enough for both of us. All thirty of you.

[Voice]

[thetruehistorian]

Thirty? No, too many colors. Stings. Stinging then flying and people who are dead. Have to run but it's not real. If I stay they catch me. If I go they sting and I get lost worse than scowling moss. But shhhh don't tell him.

[She giggles.]

voice

[arcadiasailor]

It's too cold to go swimming anyway. Normal person would be to cold to tread water in no time flat. [ What is with everyone wanting to take a dip? First hat guy tossed a few people overboard the other day, then the shark with the fishing line. Robin was supposed to be one of the more sensible people]

voice

[thetruehistorian]

[By certain definitions of sensible, sure. Unfortunately she's been heavily dosed with hallucinogens and that's not the easiest thing to bootstrap out of.]

Not swimming. Water chased me when I slept. Insects in the water. Be careful Warlock, the orange ones are testy.

Re: voice

[arcadiasailor]

Scorpions can swim? [ this didn't sound like an island he wanted to get withing a 100 yards of.] Then again I be testy too if I was supposed to be living in the desert.

voice

[thetruehistorian]

Mm, swim into the ocean, swim into the lake. Climb trees and bushes. Colors everywhere. Green and pink and orange and blue. Like flowers. But I can't grow any flowers right now. Flowers need food and I have none, just water.

[seakingbait]

Robin-chin! Hold on, we're coming!

[She's quickly followed by the sound of ruffling paper as she rushes through her sea charts. Scorpions, scorpions...]

[thetruehistorian]

I have a chin already do I need to hold it?

[seakingbait]

Y-yes, hold on to everything.

[Not paying attention, still rifling through papers.]