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Who: Anyone attending Nami's birthday party. /o/
What: ...Nami's birthday party. 8|
When: Evening on the 4th July.
Where: The mikan orchard.
Summary: An impromptu last minute stubborn celebration of something that's fun.
Rating: ...P for pinwheels? 8|a

[Tis a mingling post. Mingle! Seriously. The orchard's lit up, there is alcohol, there are snacks, there are mikan. There's also piles of coloured paper for much later, but that's another story.

Backtag to your heart's content. We apologise for contributing to the glut of birthday posts that is early July. |D Popular month!]

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Well, figure of speech. But we're pirates. Any excuse for a celebration, as I say.

[It's been a damn hard month for some of them, though.]

It seems like there are a few of them for these couple of days, anyway. Life doesn't seem to really slow down for you here, does it?

Nope. And here I've heard rumours that some people actually get bored in Luceti.

[A soft chuckle.] You should hear some of the complaints of boredom that come over the network. Especially for newcomers just settling in, or people who haven't made routines for themselves.

Clearly people who've yet to sample all that Luceti has to offer.

[Ahahaha.]

Perhaps you could offer them tips.

I'm not sure anyone would appreciate the kind of tips I'd give.

At least it would let them know that things aren't entirely boring here. [She teases. And still waits patiently for her to try a cookie.]

[Grin.] Well, in that case maybe I could compose a few pointers.

[...OH RIGHT COOKIE TESTING. ~~The mun forgot.~~] Anyway. Let's try these out. You haven't had one yourself yet?

You're the birthday girl; you get first dibs. [Not tasting her food before she presents it is a bad habit. Sometimes, with prodding by Sanji or Albert, she remembers, but...

Well, they look like cookies. Maybe it won't be so bad?]

[They're mikan cookies. How bad could they be? DOWN THE HATCH.]

[And of course, instead of trying her own cookie, she simply waits eagerly for the results. It's what a good chef does, right? Making sure that their gifts are well received...!] What do you think?

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.......why, yes. She is still chewing. And wondering what to say that isn't horrible. In the end, though, this is far and above some people's cooking attempts she could mention. A-ahahah. It's the thought that counts?]

Those are the best mikan cookies I've had all year.

[Perfect honestly and diplomacy!]

Is that so? I'm glad you like them! [Perhaps next year she can try to add a new twist to the flavor.]

[Nami doesn't want to hurt Raine's feelings, and they really aren't the worst thing she's tasted, so she eats the last of her cookie dutifully and then puts the rest of the cookies on the kitchen bench... and puts the bread box in front of them like she's hiding them.] I think those can get saved for my work days up here. If I take them outside they'll probably be all gone within a few minutes.

[Oh, Nami. You are too kind. How is that poker face? She tilts her head a little at the action until she hears the explanation.] I see! It's a good thing that the party was up here.

[Nami's pokerface is fantastic.] Can I ask how you made them? [Though she's now wondering if she can pinpoint where Raine went wrong and somehow suggest to her how to improve it >_>a]

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