From what the housekeeper says, they're rich enough for all of us. [ It had been a stroke of luck, running into one of the ladies who works at the manor she's leading them towards now, her pace slowed by the desire to stick to the shadows. ]
The head of the family sounds like a real prick too. [ Which makes her feel marginally better about falling back on her burglarizing ways to get ahead. At least now she's doing it for herself and her crew, and not to pay off Arlong - by Nami's estimate everything's better when it's not done for Arlong. ] I'm going for whatever's in the desk in the study first. We need more information than we have almost as much as we need money.
[ The outer wall of the domus slowly comes into view, making the pensive look on Nami's face deepen as they approach. ] Can we throw your head over to get a look around first? [ Would his body be attracted to it and just go over the wall? Most of Nami's experience with Buggy's abilities came from taking him apart, not trying to efficiently get him back together. ]
Okay, send it over, whatever, stop being so loud. [ How is she supposed to know how this works Buggy? For what it's worth she wasn't going to toss it that hard.
Her glance shifts from the wall to him just in time to catch that wink and reward the offer with a dubious roll of her eyes and a weary sigh. ] Would you just go see if we're in a good spot to get in through the atrium roof? [ Nevermind that if it is easier to get over this wall with his help she'll take it, she's not going to mention that after that wink, thanks. ]
[He's not being loud! And fine. He rolls his shoulders a little as he steps ahead and. Well, off goes the head to check out what they're dealing with.
She's so bent out of shape over a wink. It was all in good fun. Just like when a head hops back up on the wall some time later with a quick nod right before it swiftly reattaches to his body.]
[ She has to be dismissive of that wink, especially because when he gives the all-clear, Nami's getting closer to the wall and looking at Buggy expectantly. ] Alright, give me a boost.
[ Whether he just nets his fingers so she can use them as a step, or something weirder (she wouldn't put it past him), Nami pulls her bandana down over her ears, clearly bracing herself. ]
[Look, he'll give her a boost up, with his hands, so she doesn't have to be too weirded out. Although he could probably think of something weirder, if she really wanted.
He'll go easy on her. Tonight.]
Alright, up we go. [And he's even being a gentleman, not checking out her ass.]
[ Relieved when nothing that weird comes from getting a hand up from Buggy, Nami waits on the roof for him to join her, inching closer to the edge of the open-air portion of the house, the darkened shapes of the fountain and various furnishings and plants below coming into view the longer she peers inside, letting her eyes adjust before making her next move, her ears trained for any sound that their arrival has disturbed the household in any way.
After a minute Nami turns to Buggy, sticking to the softest whisper she can as she points through the opening in the roof towards a corridor barely visible on one side of the area. ] Through there. If there's a safe leave it to me.
[ Going down is easier than coming up, and after letting herself hang off the edge by her hands for a split second, Nami lands, surprisingly quiet despite the boots, crouching in the dark and listening again. It would have been easier, and quieter to let Buggy help her again, but asking the once is her limit for a while. It's not you Buggy, it's her. ]
My, you're just full of skills, aren't you? [Once he's settled, he looks around their surroundings, thoughtfully.]
Which way first?
[He's a little dubious about picking any safes they may or may not come across, if only because they don't know how long they've got and he doesn't want to cause too much trouble when they're new.
On the other hand, they need fund and comforts, or this is going to be a real bad time. It means getting a little sneaky, apparently.]
Nobody makes a hundred million berry in eight years without talent. [ And she's just going to leave that comment where it is, stepping forward silently through the dark villa and waving him on towards the rear of the house.
She keeps an ear trained on any other noise beyond the two of them as they creep through the corridor, cocking her head towards one of the doors before heading toward it. Nami waits, listening for a second before she quietly pushes it open and slips inside.
The home office for the man of the house, a tidy sum of gold coins stacked in neat columns on the far side of the desk, seemingly waiting for them. ]
Now this is a nice office. [ Nami breathes, her eyes turning from the gold to the gilded curios lining the mantle, stowing a few in her rucksack as she moves. ]
Well, I will give you that. [She's talented and clever when she wants to be -- it's almost a shame she's with the Straw Hats. Luffy's too... Luffy, really.]
You can say that again...
[and there's a thrill of excitement. The gold. And a quiet little chuckle -- she can't begrudge him that. There's so much treasure here that it almost feels like being back home for a second.]
[ Nami works her way through the room efficiently, a few precious-looking objects vanishing into her rucksack, pausing here and there to check behind the things hanging on the room's walls, looking for a safe - or at least something extra valuable tucked out of sight. ]
I know a stressed-out housekeeper when I see one. [ Nami mutters under her breath, careful to keep her voice low. ] By the right one a few rounds, they'll tell you all about their job.
[ As if to prove her point, Nami swings a small painting out from the wall, pulling a sack of gold out of the hidden niche there. ]
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The head of the family sounds like a real prick too. [ Which makes her feel marginally better about falling back on her burglarizing ways to get ahead. At least now she's doing it for herself and her crew, and not to pay off Arlong - by Nami's estimate everything's better when it's not done for Arlong. ] I'm going for whatever's in the desk in the study first. We need more information than we have almost as much as we need money.
[ The outer wall of the domus slowly comes into view, making the pensive look on Nami's face deepen as they approach. ] Can we throw your head over to get a look around first? [ Would his body be attracted to it and just go over the wall? Most of Nami's experience with Buggy's abilities came from taking him apart, not trying to efficiently get him back together. ]
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He pauses, looking over at her before giving a playful wink.]
I can pull you over too, if you need a hand up.
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Her glance shifts from the wall to him just in time to catch that wink and reward the offer with a dubious roll of her eyes and a weary sigh. ] Would you just go see if we're in a good spot to get in through the atrium roof? [ Nevermind that if it is easier to get over this wall with his help she'll take it, she's not going to mention that after that wink, thanks. ]
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She's so bent out of shape over a wink. It was all in good fun. Just like when a head hops back up on the wall some time later with a quick nod right before it swiftly reattaches to his body.]
We're good to go, don't worry.
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[ Whether he just nets his fingers so she can use them as a step, or something weirder (she wouldn't put it past him), Nami pulls her bandana down over her ears, clearly bracing herself. ]
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He'll go easy on her. Tonight.]
Alright, up we go. [And he's even being a gentleman, not checking out her ass.]
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After a minute Nami turns to Buggy, sticking to the softest whisper she can as she points through the opening in the roof towards a corridor barely visible on one side of the area. ] Through there. If there's a safe leave it to me.
[ Going down is easier than coming up, and after letting herself hang off the edge by her hands for a split second, Nami lands, surprisingly quiet despite the boots, crouching in the dark and listening again. It would have been easier, and quieter to let Buggy help her again, but asking the once is her limit for a while. It's not you Buggy, it's her. ]
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Which way first?
[He's a little dubious about picking any safes they may or may not come across, if only because they don't know how long they've got and he doesn't want to cause too much trouble when they're new.
On the other hand, they need fund and comforts, or this is going to be a real bad time. It means getting a little sneaky, apparently.]
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She keeps an ear trained on any other noise beyond the two of them as they creep through the corridor, cocking her head towards one of the doors before heading toward it. Nami waits, listening for a second before she quietly pushes it open and slips inside.
The home office for the man of the house, a tidy sum of gold coins stacked in neat columns on the far side of the desk, seemingly waiting for them. ]
Now this is a nice office. [ Nami breathes, her eyes turning from the gold to the gilded curios lining the mantle, stowing a few in her rucksack as she moves. ]
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You can say that again...
[and there's a thrill of excitement. The gold. And a quiet little chuckle -- she can't begrudge him that. There's so much treasure here that it almost feels like being back home for a second.]
You got a good eye.
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I know a stressed-out housekeeper when I see one. [ Nami mutters under her breath, careful to keep her voice low. ] By the right one a few rounds, they'll tell you all about their job.
[ As if to prove her point, Nami swings a small painting out from the wall, pulling a sack of gold out of the hidden niche there. ]