Raya: *stifling a yawn, shifts the kindling she actually bothered to gather to her other arm as she and Kiyomi reach the campsite* Wonder if they made up or not... *pauses, her face going slack in surprise at the sight of Timor dead asleep on the ground* What in the actual hell...?

Aoi: *blinks, gaze coming up from the passed out Timor* *grins* Hi, Raya~

Kiyomi: *also blinks a few times* ... I think they drank a lot. *comments, glancing at all the empty bottles*

Raya: *immediate response* No freaking duh. But... holy shit what's wrong with the brat?! *cringes away from him, ducking behind Kiyomi and peeking over her shoulder, the kindling forgotten*

Kiyomi: *giggles* *simply* He's drunk, Raya-chan! Told you Aoi-kun can be cute!

Aoi: *frowns at that, furrowing his brows* ... not cute. *mumbles, looking a bit forlorn by her words*

Raya: *warily steps out from behind Kiyomi, crouching down beside Timor* *cautiously prods a finger into his cheek, grinning when she only gets a half-hearted slap at the wrist as a reaction* Aoi may not be much of a cutie, but sleepy Timor's kinda really adorable, I gotta admit.

Aoi: *the last bottle he'd gotten sitting empty in his lap, sort of brightens from that sad expression when she says that* *nods his agreement* And funny.

Kiyomi: *ignoring Aoi, although she does giggle, as she has experience with him like this* I told him he was adorable earlier~ He didn't agree with me, I don't think. *grinning*

Raya: *chuckles, deciding she can at least make the guy comfortable as she rolls him onto his back, then questions it, remembering something about letting drunks sleep on their sides because they might end up choking* *debates it for a moment, then just settles down at his side with the intent of stepping in should something happen* Funny, huh? That's a new one. *cuts Aoi a baffled glance, but sort of just goes along with it for now* And he's usually attractive, but I would never go so far as to call him cute. He's too... reserved for that. But right now, yeah... he's kinda adorable.

Kiyomi: *agreeably* He really is. *drops down nearby, giggling lightly* How bad of a hangover you think he's gonna have?

Aoi: *just looking at the two of them, then Timor, then his bottle as if wondering what to do about it "suddenly" not just being him and a pass-out drunk Timor and the alcohol* ...

Raya: Oh, it's gonna be a doozy, I can guarantee that. But he's probably gonna act like it's nothing - you know him, he doesn't really show discomfort unless it's like, life-threatening. Even then... *shrugs* *brightens, glancing back at Aoi* Oi, Shrimp 2.0, how bad was he after we left? He almost reminded me of his damn Sue, so I was kinda worried something might happen...

Aoi: *blinks then furrows his brow as if this is a difficult question, then speaking up when his mind grasps on to what he considers an important detail, full of all the indignant feelings the thought calls up* He called me cute. *complains* And he ... *trails offf, trying to figure out where he was going with that, then continuing on as if he hasn't stopped talking at all* -said he'll try to learn. *nods emphatically*

Kiyomi: ... *just giggles, amused by this entirely too much*

Raya: ... *dryly* Riiight, 'cause that tells me so much about your lovely conversation. *sighs, throwing her head back in mild exasperation* Whatever, not like it matters that much. If something had happened you woulda fought back, so I'm betting I'd see some sorta mark on Timor if that was the case. *cocks her head, a curious grin lighting up her features* He called you cute? *yeah, already thinking she might have a new couple to force together*

Aoi: *most of that washing over him, but a few details sticking out, that indignant expression still in place* It does to matter! *argumentatively, then moving onto the next matter as if he wasn't just really upset about the idea that the conversation didn't matter, even if that wasn't what she was implying* He did! *indignant expression somewhat turns somewhere near a scowl* It's weird, ya know? He agreed not to do it again. He's just gonna think it. *frowning now, mumbling under his breath about this matter*

Kiyomi: ... *comes to an executive decision and slaps his hand when he goes for another bottle, grabbing his empty one and sitting it beside her, ignoring the pout/frown she gets from him*

Raya: *a little startled, both from Aoi's outburst at her statement and Kiyomi's oddly forceful handling of him* Er... okay? But... *with a sly grin at Kiyomi* Sorry, sis, but I may have to start badgering Timor about his feelings for Aoi after this. *referring to the fact that she implied Kiyomi liked Aoi earlier, so if that were true this would be... trouble for their relationship, I guess*

Kiyomi: *cheerful smile still in place despite the way she'd just actually told Aoi no- although not using words- about something* No worries~

Aoi: *butts in* He doesn't know!

Kiyomi: *just giggles again* Thank-you, Aoi-kun. *is aware that honestly, approach him with a question when he's completely and utterly drunk, he's sorta an open book if you're willing to wait for his answers and patient enough to decipher them*

Raya: *regarding Aoi with bemused amusement, reclines in her spot beside Timor, drags a stray bottle towards her and works on uncorking it while she brushes her bangs from her eyes* This thing has gotten all kinds of weird... *takes a long pull from her bottle*

Kiyomi: *watches her curiously, a happy grin on her face* Weird in a good way, right?

Aoi: *also watching Raya, but for a different reason as his thoughts hazily gone back to the fact that Kiyomi denied him another bottle and he's honestly the sort to keep drinking till he passes out once he gets drunk*

Raya: *chuckles, dropping her bottle onto the overturned dirt at her side* Weird in a weird way, that's all. But I'm having a good time, and that's all that matters, right? *sticks her tongue out at Aoi, patting her bottle protectively*

Aoi: *frowns, an expression that's more close to a pout than his usual scowl at this moment, sticking his tongue out in response*

Kiyomi: *chipperly* Yup! As long as you're having fun, it's great, Raya-chan! *keeping tabs on Aoi out of the corner of her eye, figuring he'll drop out soon enough, but that if he doesn't he'll challenge her veto* *does grab her own bottle, however, tugging off the cap to take a small sip, as she's aware that while she's not bad off naturally, she doesn't drink enough to have a tolerance*

Raya: *just grins at Aoi, finding him quite hilarious now that he's acting even more childish than usual* *flicks a glance at Timor, head cocking to the side as she considers something* *slowly, watching Aoi and Kiyomi out of the corner of her eye* Hey, whaddya think he'd do if he woke up with some... decorations on him?

Aoi: *furrows his brow as if this is a tough question*

Kiyomi: *helpfully* He-

Aoi: *pipes up when the answer suddenly develops in his head* He wouldn't kill you. *as if this answers everything, his brow still furrowed as if this is a rather complicated thing to have come up with*

Kiyomi: *giggles* He probably wouldn't be happy... I think he'd fix it and maybe roll his eyes. *cocks her head* I don't think he'd go very far in reaction 'cause he doesn't react strongly to most things. *decisively, her own answer her break-down of Aoi's simple one* 

Raya: *her grin growing to dangerous levels, scrambles oiver to the stash of fruit and plants that Kiyomi'd carried in, digging through it until she finds a cluster of somewhat ripe berries, then scurries back over to Timor* Good enough. I'll run like hell, just in case, but if he ain't gonna chase me... *after crushing a few berries between her fingers, enough to coat her skin in the juices, sets about drawing a crude rendition of the Straw Hat's jolly roger on Timor's forehead, chuckling to herself*

Aoi: *frowning, apparently not appreciating the joke*

Kiyomi: *giggling, watching with wide, curious eyes* *helpfully* Since you put it there, he won't know what you drew on him unless you tell him. You could draw somewhere else, too!

Raya: I like your way of thinkin', Kiyomi! *being the rather shameless person that she is, has no trouble opening up Timor's shirt* Maybe I'll draw something real embarrassing here... *glances mischievously at Aoi* Think I could pull off a portrait, Drunky Dracule?

Aoi: *most of her question lost on him at first* I'm not drunk!

Kiyomi: *ignoring Aoi's indignant tone and expression, nods encouragingly* You probably could, Raya-chan! *speaking up for Aoi as she doesn't think his opinion counts for much at the moment* Try it!

Aoi: *indignant look goes to Kiyomi* She asked me.

Kiyomi: *rolls her eyes and sips at her drink*

Raya: *mumbling as she gets to work painting another crude image on Timor's bare chest, which is supposed to resemble Aoi to a degree, although the more she works on it the more she thinks it looks like... nothing, really* It was kind of an open question, not really directed to anyone in particular...

Aoi: *grumbling something under his breath in that same tone that's something along the lines of that she should have said that, then, but is sort of mumbled to be honest, his words not completely separated and all*

Kiyomi: *watching the portrait with interest, a giggle escaping her when it begins to become nothing* ... that's a good try! *encouragingly*

Raya: *groans, sitting back on her heels, chin in her hand, apparently unbothered by the stains she's pressing into her cheek* A good try my ass. Wish Usopp was here, he'd get it right on the first damn try... *shakes her head* Whatever. He'll still be annoyed by it, probably, though maybe a lil' less than what I was going for. Good enough.

Kiyomi: *giggles* Better than I could do! *apparently has no artistic skill whatsoever* And he'll definitely be annoyed by it! It probably'll take forever to get off!

Aoi: *actually looking like he's starting to hit the sleepy stage of drunk, as he simply yawns, a slight frown aimed at the direction of the Timor situation*

Raya: *raises a brow at Aoi* I think it's high time the kiddies went to bed.

Aoi: *mumbles something about not being a kid, although it's about as threatening as a tired kitten at this point*

Kiyomi: *rolls her eyes at him and sticks out a foot to nudge him with it* She's right~

Aoi: *sorta conks out where he tips over when nudged with her foot*

Kiyomi: ... *just giggles once more*

Raya: *grinning, lifts her bottle towards Kiyomi* *teasingly* Mission complete?

Kiyomi: *nods happily and leans forward to tap her bottle against Raya's* Yup!

TIME SKIP 

Raya: *already awake despite the early hour, her irregular sleeping habits not overly apparent in her bright eyes and easy going smile as she chuckles, watching Timor groggily return to consciousness* You're not looking too hot, Timmy. I'd offer some water, but all we've got is booze right now, 'cause I don't feel like getting up.

Timor: *despite the awful pounding in his head, raises himself to a sitting position, his expression placid as usual* *scrubs the hair off his forehead, glancing down when he vaguely notes he feels more exposed than usual* *one brow creeps up at the sight of the drawing on his chest* ... *silently stands and somehow steadily makes his way over to the stream they'd camped beside, stripping off his shirt as he contemplates how long it'll take to clean the dried juice from his chest*

Raya: *hysterically laughing on the ground*

Kiyomi: *sits up with a yawn with Raya's laughter, having been slightly awake for awhile, but not feeling like getting up or anything of the like, and as such had just stayed curled up, using her scarf as a pillow* Hm...? *looking around to see what's so funny and giggling slightly when she figures it out*

Aoi: *having not been awake, simply groans loudly, swears escaping his lips as her laughter sends nice, sharp pains through his head, cause loud noise*

Raya: *rolls onto her stomach, pounding a fist into the dirt as she tries to muffle her laughter, well aware of the agony Timor and Aoi are likely going through*

Timor: *having determined what the stain is made of, rolls his eyes and begins scrubbing at the design with a dampened hand, not really bothering with the others, he's so absorbed in his task*

Aoi: *still swearing- his mumbled words something along the lines of a very vulgar way of telling her to shut up- reaches for whatever might be in reach and none-too-gently sends it flying towards the sound of her laughter*

Kiyomi: *scolds* Aoi-kun, throwing things isn't nice!

Raya: *swears loudly as the thrown bottle connects with her shoulder and reflexively rolls to the side, though she's quick to push herself to her knees, a glower aimed at Aoi* Oi! Dracule, the hell are you doing? If you kill me with a goddamn bottle of rum, I swear to Kami I'm coming back to haunt your ass, and I'll do the shrieking thing whenever you're hungover again!

Timor: *spares the quarrel a disinterested glance, then returns to his task, already having blocked out a bit of his pain, so the shouting isn't as bothersome for him*

Aoi: *winces, swears, then sends a glower in her direction as he sits up, seizing another nearby bottle* If you shut the hell up, there won't be any need for killing you, dammit! *snaps* *not the most logical argument in the world, but the one he's going with*

Kiyomi: *sighs a little, but not gonna step in unless things do get physical*

Raya: *a low growl building in the back of her throat, seizes her own bottle, tongues of flame flickering around the edges of her hands* How about you shut your damn mouth?! It's not my fault you drank past your limit! You created this hell, deal with it!

Aoi: *yeah, still glowering, the pain in his throbbing head feeding his usual touchy temper* *his tone less snappish and more... pointed(?) as his rather hazy thoughts manage to grasp onto something he recalls from an old scenario, the zombie one* I suppose it's too much to expect consideration or manners from a demon. *glower turns into a mocking smile almost*

Kiyomi: ... *drops her head in her hands*

Raya: *as her anger peaks, the flames engulf both her hands with white-hot intensity, melting the bottle she'd been gripping into molten sludge that puddles in the dirt* Ohhh you're not even going to live to regret that, Dracule. I've had just about enough of that damn epithet! *scowling, the fire around her hands having shaped itself into lethal-looking paws, complete with molten claws, lunges for Aoi*

Timor: *at this point wonders if he should intervene*

Aoi: *instantly throwing himself to the side, swearing as he hasn't actually taken the time to fix his guns and see if they're usable and he isn't against non-lethal attacks to warn someone off* Funny, because right now I see where you get it from. *yeah, not helping his case any as he attempts to scramble to his feet in anticipation that she'll keep coming*

Kiyomi: *also scrambling to her feet, staring at them in more concentration than surprise* Guys, no fighting! *in her usual scolding tone, although she's actively looking for a place to break into the fight*

Raya: *doesn't pause as she hits the ground, twisting round to follow Aoi's movements, a dark sort of determination burning in her eyes* Oh hell, you're hil-arious, Dracule! A regular comedian. Wonder how many laughs you'll get when I tear out your damn throat! *lunges once more, fully intent on pinning Aoi to the ground, only to have Timor's hand clamp around her collar, stalling her mid-air, leaving her to thrash around uselessly in his grip, sparks flying from her entire body* Let go, dammit! These freaking Dracules think they can say whatever the hell they want, and drunk or no, I'm tired of it! The Shrimp, Kay, this little brat - they can all just-- *cuts off as Timor abruptly releases her, then proceeds to wring out his soaked shirt over her head, simultaneously putting out her flames with a subtle hiss and negating her powers* *practically shaking with rage, digs her nails into the ground to keep herself from making a bare-handed attack on someone*

Timor: *looks down at her, head cocked, eyes narrowed in thought* *continues wringing out his shirt away from her, then slips it back on*

Kiyomi: *grateful that he stepped in, moves over towards Aoi who looks like he's about to add his two cents once more* *proceeds to, without hesitation, send him sprawling from his unsteady stance with a light kick towards the small of his back* *simply, in her usual almost childish tone* Aoi-kun, I've told you you gotta be nice!

Aoi: *swearing irritably*

Kiyomi: *pointedly, as she has no problem actually disciplining him when she doesn't like what he's doing, having picked this up just slightly from the island ladies, but having seen no reason to do so until this point as he doesn't usually get into physical fights with their friends in the club* I'll tell Irie-chan you're being a... *pauses to think for a moment* brat again. *using the words she's heard Irie use*

Aoi: *just glowers in Raya's direction, but settles for shutting up as while his sister is one person he isn't willing to hurt, she has no such qualms about him in response to his attitude, funny given her own*

Kiyomi: *brightly* Now, say sorry!

Aoi: *shoots a look at her as he pulls himself up from his sprawled position that says she's crazy if she thinks he's going to do that*

Raya: *gradually uncoils her fingers, a long, low breath hissing out from between her clenched teeth* *tips her head back, glowering at Timor, but softens the expression when he meets her gaze as he usually does, still in the midst of squeezing the water from his shirt* Heh, guess I got a little too heated with that one... Thanks for grabbing me, since I mighta killed him if you hadn't. *grins sloppily*

Timor: *nods to show he's acknowledged her, his attention still fixated on his shirt, as he's not exactly happy with the state of his dress at the moment, him being the kind of person who thinks how you dress reflects your station in life, and he doesn't want to damage the reputation of his crew* *pauses, then, to Kiyomi* Don't bother. Brats possess less manners than demons.

Raya: *grins cheekily*

Aoi: I'm not a damn br--

Kiyomi: *cuts him off with a "tap" which might be a bit more stronger than it looks to the top of his head* That's true, Aoi-kun doesn't ever apologize! *gives him a pointed look* No more fighting, Aoi-kun! *that said, turns away and goes to retrieve her scarf from where it's still bunched on the ground from being her makeshift pillow*

Aoi: *rolls his eyes, grumbling under his breath* I'm not afraid of you.

Kiyomi: *just ignores him, not taking any offence, knowing he's just trying to save face from having to be rescued from Raya, especially considering that he wouldn't have been able to defend himself very well at that exact moment given his state* *wraps her scarf around her neck then spins to face the others, waiting to see what will happen now that all of this has been dealt with*

Raya: *blinks, her eyes flicking up to Timor's forehead* *swallowing a chuckle, strips off her bandana and soaks it quickly in the stream, then jumps to her feet, standing on tiptoes to properly wash off the juice from his brow* Hehe, sorry, almost forgot about this...

Timor: *simply sighs, crossing his arms while he waits for her to finish*

Raya: *concentrating, her tongue poking over her lip, works on scrubbing away the juice, then pauses, looking at Kiyomi* Oh yeah, another thing I almost forgot. How the hell are we getting off the island. 'Cause I don't know about you, but I don't plan on growing old here... or, ya know, becoming chow for one of those monster kitties. *pointedly ignoring Aoi's existence at this point*

Aoi: *before Kiyomi voices her opinion, in a tone that says this should have been obvious* You do see the trees, don't you? There's only really one reasonable action to take.

Kiyomi: *sighs, then offers Raya one of her bright smiles* I think Aoi-kun means that we'll have to make ourselves something to get off since our ships got busted up in the storm!

Raya: *though she scowls when Aoi speaks, doesn't even spare him a glance, keeping her gaze on Kiyomi to further prove that Dracule Aoi does not currently exist in her mind* *...she's just as childish as he is, I don't know why they don't get along better* Right, a raft or something'd work... *switching her gaze back to Timor, purses her lips as she looks him over, taking special interest in the sword still at his hip* Ya know, if Honoo wasn't so... er, fragile right now, I'd offer to do it, but seeing as that's the case, I'm gonna ask you to down a few trees for us, Timmy!

Timor: *as she's finishing up with her cleaning, presses a thumb against the blade's hilt, pushing it partially out of its sheath* *brow furrowed, his gaze flickering between the sword and the surround trees, judges the width of the trunks* ...It's strong enough. *nods decisively, then begins buttoning up his shirt, looking around for his vest as well, basically implying he'll get to it once he's fully dressed again*

Aoi: *irritably under his breath, as while he's aware it's the best plan he's not about not voice his complaint about the matter* He's not an axe.

Kiyomi: *once again ignoring him, comes to a decision and starts gathering up bottles* Aoi-kun~ C'mon, let's fill these up! If we do make a raft, we're gonna need something to hold water!

Aoi: *eyes her rebelliously for a moment before sighing and complying with the request*

Raya: *still ignoring Aoi, snatches the sword from the sheath as Timor passes, en route to pick up his vest, a curious expression on her face* Been a while since I've talked to you! *cheerfully, skimming her fingers down the length of the blade* You're not getting much use, are ya? Such a shame, too; Honoo says you're a real beauty! *bites her lip, studying the blade* Hm, Honoo's a tiger, Kishi's a fox... if you reflect your owner more than anything, I wonder what form you'd take? *rolls her eyes up for a moment, deep in thought, then cheekily declares* You'd probably be a chihuahua!

Aoi: *glowering at her as he takes bottles from Kiyomi, irritated both because of a childish sense of "his" concerning the sword, but also because of the not getting much use comment, then the last one* *grumbles under his breath in what might be somewhat close to something like a mixture of a pout and irritation* I'm not that bad.

Name I need to look up: *soft, good-natured chuckle* I suppose he does give off that feel, doesn't he?

Kiyomi: *completely distracted from them with her task of gathering bottles from the night before to fill up with water, as she's attempting to find the corks for the bottles as well*

Raya: *laughs, clutching the sword to her chest* So you agree with me? Hell yeah, that's two against one! I knew I liked you, Seishin, you're a nice balancing act for the brat.

Timor: *still sadly preoccupied with finding the location of his vest, and at this point he's sure Raya has something to do with its disappearance*

Aoi: *distracted by irritably glowering in their direction, that is until Kiyomi is satisfied with what she has and grabs him by the sleeve to drag him towards the stream*

Seishin: *that amusement still there* I'll take that as a compliment, although given his nature I doubt it's hard to be more likable than him, unfortunately.

Raya: Are you kidding? Timor's more likable than that brat. Though I may be biased, him being Ace's friend and all... *shrugs* Well, whatever, I did mean it as a compliment. And it looks like he can hear you now, which is awesome! Last time he barely wanted anything to do with you, so I'm glad he's opened up a little. *really, really pleased at this development, as after getting to know Honoo, she's rather depressed whenever she comes across a friendly sword whose owner can't interpret what they're trying to say*

Seishin: *simply, no hard feelings behind his words* Hearing and acknowledging such matters are two different matters, unfortunately. *pauses, then adds on as an afterthought as he realizes his words could be taken wrong* He has opened up, if just slightly. *pauses once more then feels the need to add* Perhaps thanks to your assistance before, so thank-you.

Raya: *rubs at her cheek, grinning sheepishly* I didn't really do anything, I kinda just went off on my usual rant. Nothing special. *suddenly frowns, shooting Aoi a dark look despite the fact that he's long since stopped focusing on her* But if I have to beat some sense into that brat, I really don't mind.

Seishin: *chuckles once more* No need, but thank-you. He's simply stubborn, he'll come around eventually.

Raya: *sighs, a good-natured smile on her lips* All Dracules are like that, you'll get used to it eventually. My friend Kay - not sure if you'll remember her - didn't even notice Kishi's voice until she met Honoo. In that sense, well, you two kinda have a head start, since you haven't been together all that long, and Kay had Kishi since she was just a kid.

Seishin: *musing* I believe I recall... and I thought that might be the case. His sister is similarly stubborn, as was his father on the occasion I met him, although perhaps not as bad. *voice lightens* Honoo is lucky to have you.

Raya: *chuckles* Aw, shucks, you're making me blush, Seishin. Honoo, too. *glances up when she feels a tap on her shoulder, smiling broadly at Timor* You found your vest!

Timor: *crossing his arms, looks pointedly at Seishin*

Raya: *blinks* Ah, that's right, you need to borrow him for a bit. *grinning again, hugs Seishin tightly before handing him off to Timor* Treat him nice, Timmy! Like... like you would a woman! *frowns* Okay, maybe not how you'd treat a woman, how... how Ace would treat a woman. *can't decide if this is actually a better option, but smooths over her frown a moment later, smiling at Seishin* Have fun, Seishin! Timor can't hear ya, but he wouldn't speak anyway, so it doesn't make much difference.

Seishin: *lightly, apparently the sort to be in a good mood a lot during down times, unlike his owner* Farewell, I'm sure we'll be fine. He's handled me before.

Aoi: *glowering into the stream at this point, ignoring Kiyomi's complaints that he's not doing a good job, instead picking out a rock that he thinks is similar to what he keeps to keep Seishin in good shape, as he's certain that chopping down a tree won't be nice on a sword*

Kiyomi: *just decides to be content that he's helping at all*

Raya: *still grinning, waves him off before wheeling around, looking for something to do* *absently folds and unfolds her damp bandana, humming something under her breath as she settles on snatching a few bottles of her own and moving downstream from Kiyomi so she can be of use*

Timor: *moves a little way out into the jungle, looking for a sizable tree to bring down* *stares at Seishin as he walks, actually believing in what Raya says about swords, but unable to communicate for some reason or another* *shrugs after a moment, refocusing on the task at hand*

Kiyomi: *brightly when Raya joins in on filling up bottles* I found lots of corks if you need some, Raya-chan! This way we won't have to worry about water when we set off!

Aoi: *actually settling the bottles he'd been handed to the side, filled, eyes the two of them before looking back at the trees* ... *nudges Kiyomi with his elbow to get her attention, not caring that the action earns him a squeak on her end* Your knife? *knows hers is rather sharp*

Kiyomi: *cocks her head then hands it off*

Aoi: I'm getting cordage. *simply* *heads off, having decided that perhaps it is best to avoid arguing for now, but also not the sort to make himself be polite, either, so figures that if both of them are getting water it should be enough, he might as well put himself to use elsewhere and that if he's careful, even he can't hurt himself doing something so simple*

Raya: *watches Aoi head out, rolling her eyes the moment his back disappears behind the leafy foliage* Am I that awful to be around? I mean, I know I was gunning for him earlier, but I calmed down! I'm very calm right now! See? *waves her hand around in a somewhat frenzied motion* No sparks!

Kiyomi: *simply giggles, pausing from corking the finished bottles to look to Raya with one of her bright smiles* You're not, Raya-chan! That's Aoi-kun's way of being nice! If he's not here, he can't be rude. *pauses, then adds on* He's not very good with people.

Raya: *grumbles under her breath* Well neither am I, why do you think I only have like five friends... *raising her voice* Eh... if that's his way of being nice, so be it. *pauses* He's usually fine with Timor, though. Maybe cause Timor doesn't react all that much?

Kiyomi: Mhm! *agrees as she turns her attention back to the bottles while speaking* Aoi-kun can be rude all he wants and it doesn't bother Timor-kun! So he gets along with him fine. *pauses, then adds almost as an afterthought once more* Aoi-kun's always been that way. He only makes friends with people who don't get angry easy! Growing up that was just me and Haruki-kun! Now it's me and Timor-kun, I guess!

Raya: *about to question just who Haruki-kun is, then thinks better of it, considering, based on Kiyomi's phrasing, he doesn't seem to be around anymore* So he's always been like this? Che, what a handful.. *fills another bottle, then looks back up at Kiyomi* Ya know, I kinda... can't stand Timor sometimes. His personality makes him hard to deal with. I don't know everything that went on with him in the past, but it royally screwed him up. *pauses* Still... if him being like this gives Aoi one more person he can be somewhat close to... I guess there is a bright side, after all.

Kiyomi: *nods her agreement with those words, then pauses, blinking as she picks up on what Raya first said* Oh! I messed up. He hasn't always been like this, he was nicer friendly when we were really little. Irie-chan always picked on him and he'd cry really easy and Ann-chan or I would have to make him happy! *apparantly has pretty clear childhood memories* *changes directions now that she considers that corrected* I don't get to talk to him much... but I like Timor-kun. I think he's nice in the way he knows how. *cheerfully* Like how he didn't react strongly when you pranked him and stopped you from hurting Aoi-kun!

Raya: *blinks* That? He did that 'cause it'd be a hassle if I really did something to Aoi. With the prank... *sighs, hanging her head a bit, her eyes picking out the discolored rocks in the stream with misguided interest* I think... that's just him not caring. Me not caring and him not caring are two different things, ya know? Like... *pauses, wondering how to explain this accurately* Timor doesn't... Okay, look at it this way. When something annoying happens to me and I don't do anything - which, admittedly, is rare - it's because I know reacting would be the stupid thing to do, it might even get someone I love hurt. For Timor, he doesn't think like that. Things like that prank roll off him because he genuinely does not care about what I do to him, what happens to him in general, any of that. *scratches the back of her neck, gaze flicking upwards again as she struggles to explain this* I'm not doing so hot with getting this to make sense... this is just what I've figured out since Timor and I got thrown together...

Kiyomi: *cocks her head as she looks to Raya* It makes sense, Raya-chan. *one of those rare moments when the actual intelligence/observant nature behind her cheerfulness is on display, then she smiles and it's sort of wiped away* It makes sense, *repeats* but I still think he's nice. Not caring can also mean someone not doing anything to help, but Timor-kun's saved all of us on lots of occasions, right? So, I'm just gonna think he's nice. *her cheerful expression fully returning as she grabs a cork to stick in a bottle* 'cause if we don't think he's nice and like him, who's gonna do it while he's not at home? *yeah, her 'roundabout way of thinking on display*

Raya: Home... ? *a slow grin spreads across her face as she returns to bottling the fresh water* Okay, yeah, I guess he does think of Whitebeard's ship as home. Makes him a little more human, knowing he has a place he likes to return to... *grins at Kiyomi* I do like him, by the way, same way I like Kay. Yeah, they irritate me sometimes, but I still care about them as much as I do about you, or even that brat. My temper just gets the best of me a little too often.

Kiyomi: *using Kiyomi logic, which has somewhat reasoning behind it, or at least enough for her* Uh-huh, you and Aoi-kun are alike like that! *grins at her* You just know how to be nice when you're not mad! *a... compliment?*

Raya: *sweat drops, unsure how to take that statement* ...Okay. Thanks? *glancing back at her collection of bottles* Let's get this finished, yeah? I wanna be done by the time Timor and Shrimp 2.0 get back.

Kiyomi: *bobs her head in agreement, focusing on the job at hand* You're welcome~ *in response to the thanks* And okay! *sets to work*