Harvest is Late Again.

[mikangirl]

Who: Nami (sort of) and anyone so inclined to help her out!
What: A harvest.
When: November 5th and 6th
Where: The mikan grove.
Summary: Nami didn't make the call for volunteers this year, despite already running late.  Luckily, Law did.
Rating: Rated PG just to be safe.


[So Nami didn't have a good time on the draft.  Which marks her up there with every other survivor of the damn thing, so nothing special there.  Events were rather shattering for both her and her crew, and she's been up here since her return, working to harvest the orchard on her own fifteen hours a day.  It's mindless and it's something to focus on, and she just didn't have the heart to make a public call out on the journals, let alone ask for help.  Aang and Marco came to help her out some earlier, for which she's silenty grateful.  But at this rate she'll be at least another week.

She hasn't heard Law's entry on the locked community (or anyone else's, for that matter), so when volunteers start arriving, she's surprised.  And not quite sure what to do except sort of...keep going. 

But.  Something tight within unwinds a little.  She might not be good at showing appreciation today, but it helps.  It really does.]

((ooc:  I've had a request for a harvest thread with Nami, so I figured putting this up is a good idea after all.  Nami herself isn't very sociable, though, so just warning ahead of time!  Backtaggable into forever.))

Comments

[toujourschatte]

[Robin understands. Or at least she understands enough, even if she doesn't know what will help. If anything. So she sweeps out the words with a paw and waits for Nami to speak or leave, or follow her own preference]

[mikangirl]

[She does, after a moment of silence.]

That day in the orchard...was that your first day back?

[toujourschatte]

Yes. I wanted to see how you were faring.

[Though she had known the answer, if not the extent of it.]

[mikangirl]

Then I guess you'll be... back to normal soon. [She hopes.]

[toujourschatte]

I suppose. But it's not terrible being a cat.

[It can always be worse. And knowing this place, it probably will be.]

[mikangirl]

Mm.

I think it'd be kind of nice.

[toujourschatte]

It is a little. [She considers]

But mice taste terrible

[mikangirl]

[There's a soft laugh, barely a breath.] So don't eat mice.

[toujourschatte]

[It's nice to hear a laugh. Even one that is barely there.

Oh, Nami-chan...]

I'll keep that in mind.

[The feline in her is briefly tempted to purr against Nami's legs but she keeps it in check]

Is there anything specific you need done?

[Just in case there is a cat sized job]

[mikangirl]

Nothing specific... I think you've got it covered.

Don't get stepped on.