pirate keys

[woodfortono]

[so, knocking on the door to the pirates' cabin, then]

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[noteasybeinggreen]

[shuddery breath, I've been worried as anything about you but not quite up to walking distances yet]

I wouldn't mind if you were. After everything that happened to you all... because we didn't keep a hold of the keys...

But thanks, Chiaki. Really.

[woodfortono]

Basco might have just come after us anyway. Just--it makes it worse.

Was anybody else here hurt?

[noteasybeinggreen]

[nodding uncomfortably]

...Gai. Marvelous.

I don't know what happened to Joe, exactly.

[woodfortono]

I don't care what happened to Joe. [his voice sharp before he clenches his jaw and lets out a breath, looking away]

Last I heard, Joe was perfectly fine. ...I'm sorry other people got hurt.

[noteasybeinggreen]

[eyebrows flying up]

...what happened?

[woodfortono]

Basco called him in the middle of our fight, while he was beating the crap out of Takeru, to ask Joe for permission to attack me too. [shrugs] As far as I can tell, he gave it. And he knew we were being attacked, and Takeru nearly died, and he didn't bother to come help.

So, my bet is that he's fine. [his voice shaking with anger] It's not like he risked his neck.

[noteasybeinggreen]

...

[staring at you in horror]

[woodfortono]

I don't... really want to talk about it. [just sounding tired now] I should get back. Takeru still can't move all that much.

[noteasybeinggreen]

O-Of course.

[gulp] That doesn't sound like Joe. I'll talk to him. I'll get to the bottom of it.

[whisking into the kitchen, returning a moment later with a covered basket full of food] It's not much, but please take this.

[woodfortono]

...thanks. [takes it, then looks up at you]

It's not your fault. Okay?

[noteasybeinggreen]

[looking away, swallowing]

...yeah.

[and I know that, mostly, but it was still our team that got your team beaten up]

[woodfortono]

Blame Basco if you're going to blame anybody. I mean it.

[his hands tightening a little on the basket]

...thanks for the food. [and the keys]

[noteasybeinggreen]

[little sad sigh] Okay. I will.

[turning, squeezing your shoulder gently]

Tell me. Call me. Whatever. Any time you need anything. Do you know how to call my Mobirates from your Shodouphone? I have the code here somewhere.

[woodfortono]

I know how to call. And I will.

[noteasybeinggreen]

Good. Greens have to stick together.

[little nod, waving goodbye to you, planning how I'll find everyone and confess]