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[nishishi]

[The first image you'll get to see on this particular video feed is pretty much a scenic view of someone's nostrils. The individual responsible for such a sight is trying his damndest to figure out how the hell this thing works, how you can send messages or even videos on something that's very pointedly NOT shaped like a snail, and how you even know if it was working or not.

Eventually it seems like he's stopped caring, or decided that on sheer force of will alone that it's working. Because the feed pulls back and you can see this very 'good dog' expression on a very simple-looking man. A scar under his eye, and a rather ratty old straw hat perched atop his head.]

The food's really good here! And I wasn't even yelled at when I ate a lot, either, and I like that. [The feast at the festival hadn't been the most fun, but who needed fun when there was food involved.]

An' yanno what? I don't like being away from my crew an' home, but if there's an adventure--Nihihi, then I guess I don't mind stayin'! around! [And then that 'good dog' expression melts, as if exposed to heat very suddenly. A frown on his face.]

But I don't like this uniform! The arms are too long! I don't have any mobility at all, so I ended up tearin' the sleeves outta them, see? [Look at the mess he's made.] Ne... I guess if anyone's got a needle an' thread, I can try to fix them myself...

...Where's Nami...

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[whatshimadayou]

Perhaps consider yourself fortunate that you have familiar faces than none at all. [He has nothing to be envy about. Hanzo didn't deserve to have Genji here with him.]

Fruit was a fine choice. I appreciate it. [Politely, he nods his head.]

Yes, I can. You will have to be patient, but I can fix it for you.

[nishishi]

Oh--yeah, that's a pretty good way of looking at it, huh? Heh, Torao would say the same thing. [Probably not a good thing to be compared to Trafalgar Law, buddy.]

Shouldn't be drinking on an empty stomach anyway. [Gotta have food to absorb sake, that's what Zoro says, right?] I can be real patient. [No.] So take your time or whatever! [He's going to bother you until you're done.]

[whatshimadayou]

No, drinking on an empty stomach is not often recommended. [Unwisely, he has done it before. Multiple times. Regret is a constant status of his life anyway whatever man]

Give me your uniform.

[While Hanzo digs into what few belongings he's accumulated here. Thread and needle had been part of it; he has no doubts that he'll have to take care of his own injuries, and it doesn't hurt to be prepared for that.]

I shouldn't be more than a few minutes.

[nishishi]

You'll get seasick. [A bright smile, and he's pushing the fruit off onto whatever Hanzo's sitting on, placing them next to him before holding out the poor, armless, tattered uniform coat.]

Here you go!

Mind if I sit and watch? [He's already sitting.]

[whatshimadayou]

I would not know. I don't travel by boat often.

[The coat is taken, then pauses as he gives Luffy a wry look as he just invites himself over.]

It is not much to see. [He calmly threads a needle.] Perhaps you can tell me about your crew while I work.

[Luffy seems the type to like talking. Maybe that'll distract him.]

[nishishi]

No? You gotta' back where I'm from. Lotta' small islands, you know? [The world was mostly ocean, it's super weird to be in a place where there isn't any ocean at all.]

Sure, maybe it's not a lot for you. [But it's fun seeing what other people are good at, so he's leaning in--wow you threaded that without hurting yourself at all.]

Mm? Oh--! Sure! Well, the only person I've met who's here yet is Sanji. He's our ship cook. He's amazing, he can cook absolutely anything, and it'll be the best thing you've ever eaten.

He uses his legs to fight because something to do with his hands being too important or something, but... he's really strong, even just with kicking things around. He smokes a lot though, it can get pretty stinky.

[whatshimadayou]

We have planes and carriers. I tend to prefer air travel.

[Hanzo has steady hands, not that threading a needle is immensely difficult. Once threaded, he uses a knife to gently work off the remaining threads and shredded cloth from Luffy's butchered attempts before.]

It takes quite a bit of skill to just use your feet. But I suppose I understand a little. His hands are his tools? As a cook.

Who else?

[nishishi]

Air? Oh, I see. I can get that. We made our ship fly once, it was pretty cool.

[This is a normal conversation. He's still watching Hanzo's movements like a hawk, his hands tucked under his chin as he leans in. The position he's sitting in seems uncomfortable.]

Yeah! His hands are his treasure, so he's gotta' protect them!
After that, I guess I'd tell you about Zoro! He was my first crewmate that I recruited. He used to be an infamous pirate hunter, but I saved his life from the Marines, so he joined me.

He's got green hair and he fights with three swords. There's no better swordsman in the entire world!

[whatshimadayou]

You made your ship fly. A boat ship.

[IF YOU SAY SO but his balance of realistic expectations is that he definitely is aware of at least one fully sentient and speaking gorilla-scientist out there, and Hanzo can summon dragons, so if there's a flying boat-ship, fine. Why not.]

Hm. [The needle fumbles when he starts sewing, prickling his finger. Green hair and a swordsman. It's a foolish thought, but his mind thinks of Genji.

That isn't what he needs to be thinking of right now. Hanzo carefully goes to sewing, ensuring that the ends will not fray.]

How does he fight with three swords?

[nishishi]

Yep!! We rode an upstream from the ocean and flew right up into the sky islands! [His arms come up as he speaks, clearly trying to accentuate the action--but he goes still when Hanzo pricks himself. Blinking a little, his head tilting to the side.

Are you okay, man?

His hands settle back down against his ankles, and that grin resumes on his face.]

One in each hand and one in his mouth. [Seriously.]

[whatshimadayou]

Sky islands. [Well why not. He does raise his brow at Luffy's gestures, as if attempting to visualize what happened.

Though he seems a fool, Hanzo does not think he's lying.]

That sounds terrible for his teeth. He must be truly strong to manage that sort of skill.

[nishishi]

Sky Islands! There was a guy up there named Enel, and he was a pretty big jerk. I showed him what's what, though, and sent him flying. [He shrugs, settling back down to watch the other sew again.]

Maa, I used to think so too. But he's tough, so his teeth probably are, too.

[whatshimadayou]

Sounds like that was an adventure. [Sent him flying. They fought, then. This Enel must not have been a difficult opponent.]

I suppose so. [Difficult to say. Hanzo has learned different forms of fighting with a sword, but clenching one in his teeth doesn't sound terribly wise to him.]

Who else? [One sleeve finishes, and he moves on to the next.]

[nishishi]

[Enel was a 'god', and Luffy bested him simply by being made out of rubber. Not that he feels the need to tell Hanzo that, he didn't ask.]

It sure was. We rung the solid gold bell and everything. [What does this mean.

Anyhow, he's going to shift how he's sitting, and actually lie down on the grass in front of Hanzo, arms behind his head.]

Oh, it'd be Nami, next! She's my Navigator! When I first met her, she was a thief who stole treasures from pirates and she made a pretty big mess of things for me and Zoro. She was a slave made to draw maps for this big shark jerk named Arlong who threatened her hometown and killed her mom. But then we beat the crap outta the Fishman Pirates together and she agreed to be a pirate with us.

Sanji's pretty much in love with her, but she's in love with money.

Oh, she can control the weather, too!

[whatshimadayou]

...All right then. [no seriously what does that even mean

Hanzo continues to work on the sewing, listening carefully. Though Luffy seems a bit simple, he clearly makes up for it in enthusiasm. He has much to say about his crew.

They must be close.]

Nami. You mentioned her name before. Her name means wave. Suitable, as your navigator. And fortuitous that she is able to control the weather, as you say.

A shame for your cook.

[nishishi]

[To him, his crew are like his family. They're precious to him, and he'll speak only the best of them as a result. He hopes you're ready for questions of your own later, Hanzo--he's gonna' wanna learn about your Nakama, too.]

She's really amazing, yeah! She always helps me out when I'm in a pinch, so. It's sad she's not here. [At least, he hasn't realised that yet.] Sanji'll be okay. Maybe he'll find a girl that likes him back, one day.

[A grin, fingers reaching up to tug his hat over his eyes as he lays back.]

Mmm.... I guess Usopp is next! He's a big coward, and there's no one on my ship who can scream louder than him. But he's also got a big heart, too. Even when he's terrified, he won't run away. He'll always stand and fight, even if his knees are shaking.

[His lips split into a wide smile, and he lets out a laugh--Nishishi.] He's a king of liars, too. He can make up the best stories just by thinking about it for a second.

Ah, he's my sharpshooter, too. No-one's got better aim than Usopp. He uses a slingshot, and special bullets that can grow into giant plants or even hit like fireworks.

[whatshimadayou]

[Hanzo hums softly to indicate that he's listening. More that he's interested in how Luffy laughs -- a unique sound indeed, like a chittering monkey, how appropriate -- and the warmth in his voice as he speaks so proudly of his crew.

Well. At least some of them are here, ready to ensure that their captain does not fumble into a mess too badly.]

The best stories are often a thick lie.

All of your crew members are quite unique with specializations. You seem to only pick someone of a remarkable talent.

[Perhaps Luffy is not entirely an idiot.]

[nishishi]

[He sits up very suddenly from where he's sitting, a wide grin on his face despite the grass sticking to the back of the uniform vest he's still wearing. His hat falls off--but it rests against his neck, having been caught by the near-invisible string.]

Yeah, of course!! If you're gonna' man a ship, you gotta' have the essentials, right? A first mate, a navigator, a cook, a shipwright, a doctor, a musician...

[whatshimadayou]

[A brow is raised, but he doesn't stop his sewing. Luffy is incredibly excitable about this topic.

But also:] A musician. Really.

[nishishi]

Yeah, of course! It's important to have a musician on board. What's the point of travelling the seas without music? You gotta' sing, that's just part of being a pirate!

[His ideals... are so weird.]

So that's why we have Brook! He's a skeleton.

[whatshimadayou]

You feel you are truly required this.

[Seems silly but ok kiddo]

Is that a metaphor that I am missing?

[nishishi]

Have you never sang a sea shanty before? I can teach you one if you want.

[Shishishi.]

Metaphor? [Meteor... what?] No, he's a skeleton. Dead Bones Brook! He's all bones.

[whatshimadayou]

Seeing as how I am not a pirate, no. I have not. ...Perhaps another time, though.

[Hanzo is banking on Luffy being absent-minded enough to forget to teach him.]

I... see. [no he doesn't, how is that possible. magic dragons and talking apes are one thing but a man can't be all bones]

[nishishi]

[That'll be left up to the heavens to decide. Most likely he'll forget, but there's a chance he'll remember if there's ever a cue about it somewhere down the line.]

He ate the Revive-Revive Fruit, so when he died he came back to life. [Because that makes sense.]

[whatshimadayou]

...Ah.

[Well. Sure.

Then again, he had been certain once that he had slain Genji. Someone or something saved him. Whatever was the case for Luffy's musician allowed him to live, though Hanzo isn't entirely convinced on the bones thing.]

Here. [He holds out the finished uniform.] Try it on.