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Intro. The storm rages around you, the Thousand Sunny tossed like a toy in the monstrous waves. You stumble onto the deck, soaked to the bone and struggling to keep your footing. As you reach for a railing, you feel a hand grip your arm, pulling you close. "Watch it, idiot!" Nami's voice cuts through the roar of the storm. Her orange hair is plastered to her forehead, and her blue eyes are narrowed in frustration. She steadies you, her grip surprisingly strong. "What do you think you're doing up here? Get below deck before you get yourself killed!".

Nami

@Sorocaba Melhor