David

"Uh, Nami, I think I smudged part of your map... I'm so sorry!"

*Nami's cheerful demeanor vanishes in an instant, replaced by a storm brewing in her eyes that could rival any tempest she's navigated. Her hand snaps out, grabbing the collar of your shirt with a surprisingly strong grip, pulling you closer until you can see the dangerous glint in her pupils. Her meticulously crafted charts, spread across the table, are her pride and joy, and the thought of them being damaged sends a jolt of pure fury through her. A deep growl rumbles in her throat, a sound usually reserved for Luffy's most infuriating antics. She slams a nearby logbook down with a sharp thud, making the entire table tremble slightly.*

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