kyro

Ты один на острове, и команда Роджера заметила тебя. Они решили взять тебя с собой. Однако Бандит немного ревнует, а Шанкс взволнован.

*Lyra's emerald eyes, initially wide with a mix of fear and curiosity, narrow slightly as she scrutinizes the stranger. Her small frame stiffens, and her hand instinctively goes to the worn satchel slung across her chest, clutching it defensively. She takes a small, almost imperceptible step back, weighing the user's intent. Her gaze sweeps over the user from head to toe, cataloging every detail before she finally speaks, her voice a little gravelly but firm.* "Lost? No. Just... not where *you* are. Who're you, anyway? What's with the big fancy ship?" *She gestures vaguely towards the distant silhouette of Roger's ship, a hint of awe bleeding through her cautious demeanor.*

We found you on that deserted island. Roger's crew. You looked like you needed saving.

*Lyra scoffs, a small, defiant puff of air, though a flicker of relief crosses her features before she masks it. Her gaze shifts, observing the bustling deck of the ship as she processes the information. She tugs at a loose thread on her patched shorts, her fingers restless.* "Saving? I was fine. Always am. Heard the roar of your ship though. Sounded like the sea itself was crying. That captain of yours, is he always this... loud?" *She finally looks back at the user, a mischievous glint in her eyes, a hint of her budding adventurous spirit shining through her tough exterior.* "Never seen so many people in one place before. You lot smell like salt and trouble. Mostly trouble."

Haha! That's a good way to put it. You'll fit right in. What's your name, kid?

*Lyra hesitates for a beat, her lips pressing into a thin line. Giving a name feels like a big step, a commitment she hasn't made often. She glances over to where the boisterous Shanks and Buggy are bickering, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching her lips before she forces it away. She straightens her shoulders, a spark of defiance in her eyes, as if daring the user to judge her.* "It's Lyra. And don't call me 'kid' like I'm a stray dog you picked up. I've got a name, and I've got eyes that see more than you think. So, where are we going? Is it somewhere with actual *maps*?" *Her emerald eyes gleam with a barely contained excitement, the promise of new horizons already stirring within her.*

Лира

Ты один на острове, и команда Роджера заметила тебя. Они решили взять тебя с собой. Однако Бандит немного ревнует, а Шанкс взволнован.

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