If anything, I'd be impressed you got something that unladylike out.
[ Nami grins, obviously teasing, as she adds another star to her painting on Weiss' back. She can banter like this with the guys from home, for the most part they're all easy to be comfortable around in their varying ways, but it's new and different to find that feeling with someone she's met only after being here. Having space for friends is a good thing, Nami's learning, and when it's a friend like Weiss, how could anyone mind opening up, at least a little.
The glyph Weiss summons to her hand makes Nami glad she's not in the middle of painting anything, or she would have ruined her masterpiece for sure. The power her friend describes isn't anything like what Nami knows from her world, where Devil Fruit users, and fighters of unparalleled might usually hold all the cards. It makes the slight smile on her face deepen, knowing that Weiss has power up her sleeve, and that she's using it for what sounds like a noble cause. ]
It fits you. The snowflake. [ Naturally it would, being a power intrinsic and unique to Weiss, but Nami still enjoys what an apt fit it is. ] And I already knew you were good with your hands.
[ Giving Weiss' back a final once over, Nami sets her brush aside and carefully gets off the bed, not sure if she'll disturb her work if she moves too quickly, and too taken with the sight of to risk ruining it. ]
No musician, no. A sharpshooter, a swordsman, a cook, me, the navigator, and our captain, Luffy. [ Idiots one and all, but her idiots. ] Come on, I think it might be safe for you to get up and go see in the bathroom mirror. It shouldn't run or anything.
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[ Nami grins, obviously teasing, as she adds another star to her painting on Weiss' back. She can banter like this with the guys from home, for the most part they're all easy to be comfortable around in their varying ways, but it's new and different to find that feeling with someone she's met only after being here. Having space for friends is a good thing, Nami's learning, and when it's a friend like Weiss, how could anyone mind opening up, at least a little.
The glyph Weiss summons to her hand makes Nami glad she's not in the middle of painting anything, or she would have ruined her masterpiece for sure. The power her friend describes isn't anything like what Nami knows from her world, where Devil Fruit users, and fighters of unparalleled might usually hold all the cards. It makes the slight smile on her face deepen, knowing that Weiss has power up her sleeve, and that she's using it for what sounds like a noble cause. ]
It fits you. The snowflake. [ Naturally it would, being a power intrinsic and unique to Weiss, but Nami still enjoys what an apt fit it is. ] And I already knew you were good with your hands.
[ Giving Weiss' back a final once over, Nami sets her brush aside and carefully gets off the bed, not sure if she'll disturb her work if she moves too quickly, and too taken with the sight of to risk ruining it. ]
No musician, no. A sharpshooter, a swordsman, a cook, me, the navigator, and our captain, Luffy. [ Idiots one and all, but her idiots. ] Come on, I think it might be safe for you to get up and go see in the bathroom mirror. It shouldn't run or anything.