Nami sobered back into consciousness, slowly realizing that this was not due to any alcohol she could have drank. She was tied and on a chair, though not tied to it, and the room she was in wasn't any on their ship. She could feel the waves of the sea beneath her, and she could smell that the decor was beneath any Marine. Looking around, it seemed more decorative than any normal pirate's lifestyle, a bedroom that obviously have seen more of this ship's treasury (though not as much spent on Lu
Alvida's Ass
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