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[So this past week had been unkind to Perona. She'd been seen practically naked and transported to a manner of places, made a fool of herself, and was scared half to death again. She'd even been self quarantined to her apartment out of fear of burning up in the sunlight. So, now that the experiment's ended, she's going out at last to do some shopping and to actually enjoy the warmth of the sunshine. Maybe get some cake at the bakery, too.

Unfortunately, her shopping journey only nabs Perona a few simple striped shirts and some gorgeous heels (what a find, squeeee!! ♥♥♥) so she stops by the fountain to make a request in her journal. The boots were a great find, so she has an honest smile on her face as she speaks, which is rare in most cases.]

There are supposed to be custom tailors here, aren't there? I want to put in a request for something cute, and classy! A little dark, with some frills or lace... Ah, yes, a gown! I want a gown to dance in! And some matching gloves, too!

[Aaah...a dark gown - to dance around in the moonlight in a dark gown and sing a song. Even if there wasn't a castle around, Perona doesn't care. She deserves a good night for herself to have fun and let her hair down. In fact, that sounds like a wonderful idea, and she's already thinking on what to wear and sing and where to do it. The roof of her community housing building? Or the Battledome? Maybe even the ocean! Yes, yes, dancing along the ocean under the moon while singing a haunted song~!!! Yes, yes, that'd be perfect.

So, once it's dark, Perona leaves for the ocean with her parasol and journal in hand. Though she doesn't have a dark gown, the white sundress worn by most New Feathers that she kept for whatever reason since she came to Luceti (it was torn and stained a little, it fit the haunted feel she so dearly loves) serves well enough. Tossing her journal - which falls open and begins to record and parasol aside, Perona breathes in the salty air and removes her shoes. Mm, the cold sand felt nice, and the seafoam was pleasant, too. Why hadn't she done this before?]

OOOOOHOROHOROHORO~!
So, shall we start? ♥

[And so Perona sings and dances, well into the night. A few of her hollow ghosts join her after a while, which she conjures herself, dancing and swaying around their master, but the girl herself seems to be having fun at last.]

Evil flowers steadily bloom,
With an array of colorful doom!
Now the people speak of her without a second thought,
The daughter of evil received what she sought!

[And curtsy!]

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[O-Oh...how hauntingly beautiful! Perona twirls along with the spray of leaves, her hollows spinning around to follow suit. Her song finishes up her that little spin, dress and hair falling into place behind her, as she opens her eyes to see just where the pleasant effect spawned from. When she sees her Sabo there, Perona's face lights up even more than it already was and she drops to the sand to go over toward him. He hollows follow right along after her, smiling just like their master and hovering at her sides.]

Sabo-kun! Were you the one that created that wind just now?

[Ah. She's coming over? ...Oh, yeah. He forgot to hide! Well, too late now. So he just rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.]

Sorry. Did it bother you?

[Perona's actually going to crouch down a little to give Sabo a quick snuggle, happy to see him. It seemed like so long since she heard from him before! It was surprising that he was out at the ocean at night, but whatever, she's glad to see him here. Maybe, if it gets too late, he can even stay with her, or she can walk him home! ...Actually, either one would be wise. Luceti's not a good place for a small boy to be walking around in at night.]

Horohorohoro, of course not! You made my dance so much better, in fact, so thank you! But how did you do that? [He couldn't have eaten a Devil Fruit...he could still swim.] And what are you even doing out here so late at night, all by yourself?

[asfjf Flailing! Never getting used to getting free hugs that aren't from his bros. Well, actually from them too because fff-- he never got those before. So it's with a happy flush on his face that he answers her questions.]

A-ah, that? Well, you've heard of the magic in this place? Seems like you can learn them from elemental spirits. I've just been training with one, the Wind guy called Kipinn. [And he demonstrates more by creating a small whirlwind in hand.] Guess I didn't notice the time.

[The hug doesn't last for very long, and Perona releases him after just a little while, standing up while he explains about the filial spirits and their magic. She watches the tiny whirlwind he creates, her head quirking to one side in wonder. How amazing...it was like a devil fruit power, only without the unfortunate penalty.]

I think I remember reading about those...though I never thought I'd need any such magic. I do well enough on my own, horohoro... [She glances over her shoulder where the ghosts were wandering, flowing through the sand and doing their own little "dance" of sorts - circling around one another happily.]

They're pretty handy, 'specially the healing one. Not as good as a real doctor's treatment, maybe, but damn useful for first aids.

[He follows her gaze to those... things dancing behind her. Now's a good time to ask, right?] So those things... they're part of your Devil Fruit powers? What do they do? [He peers at the closest ghost, reaching out a hand as if to pat its head.]

[Healing one? That'd definitely be handy, if she can ever find it. Perona never never really read much into the Luceti spirits, so she doesn't know much about them at all. Maybe she should look into them a bit closer from here on out, it'd be a good idea to learn how to heal herself, definitely.

Perona's almost too caught up in her thoughts that she misses Sabo's question, but snaps out of it just in time to grab his wrist quickly.]

Ah, don't touch it! [Perona swats her hollows away, who frown dejectedly and slink off, as if scolded.] ...They're ghosts, if you haven't guessed already. I ate the Horo Horo no Mi and became a spirit woman. I can make and control ghosts. The ones I just shooed away are my negative Hollows. ...If you touch them, or they pass through you, they hollow out your spirit of its happiness and will to live.

So, stay away from them. [A pause, then quickly--] And don't tell anyone about anything I say.

[He stares at her with wide eyes as she explained her Devil Fruit. hollow out your spirit of its happiness and will to live ... That's one frightening ability she has. One Sabo doesn't want to experience; should his will to live be hollowed like that, he's not sure what'll happen to him.

He shivers and nods.] I won't. [He watches the ghosts again but with wariness this time.] I didn't expect ghosts to look like this though...

[Perona lets Sabo go, and smiles, patting his head gently. Her hollows wouldn't attack him unless she told them to, and she would never, but if got too curious, then she'd feel bad for him...there wouldn't be much she could do other than wait for the effects to wear off on their own after a minute or so. But if he really wants to touch one...]

They're cute, aren't they? But this one's cuter! [Perona opens up her palm, and out pops yet another hollow, though it's puny compared to the others hanging back, still making sad faces.] It's a tiny hollow! My cutest one! You can touch this one, too! It's not like the others, and it won't hurt you unless I activate it.

[The teeny ghosty in question flies around in small loops, then hovers around Sabo's face and smacks onto his nose with a soft splat!]

[Oh nono. He's a curious boy, but he draws the line at risking his will to live. He'll just have to discover the effects some other way. So yes, he's keeping his hands to himself for now. But when Perona produced the tiny one and mentioned it can be touched, Sabo perks up.

...Until it smacks his nose.] H-hey! [Grumbling unhappily just because, and catching the tiny ghost in his palm and looking at it closely.] It's squishy! So you can control the density of the ghosts? And what do you mean, activate? What do they do?

[The tiny hollow wiggles and waves its arms at Sabo, floating in his palm with a large smile on its face. Perona's smiling as well, and giggling as the boy plays with her little ghostie, but she immediately becomes a little unsure once Sabo asks what this hollow can do. Eeh...should she tell him? It might freak him out if she does, and she doesn't really want to scare the poor boy. That, and she also doesn't want to reveal all of her abilities and tricks.]

I can't tell you all my secrets, Sabo-kun! Half the fun of being a devil fruit user is having people try and guess what you can do. But you're a smart boy, so I'm sure you can find out someday on your own. Just don't tell anyone when you do, all right?

[He stops squishing the hollow's cheeks between his palms to look at Perona for a moment, then shrugs.] Fair enough. All my brothers are devil fruit users now, and even then I don't know everything about their abilities. So don't worry, I won't blab anything about that.

[And because he can respect her privacy, he hands back the hollow.] I should get going. You look like you were enjoying yourself here, so I might be keeping you from it.

[Perona smiles, and thanks Sabo quietly. He's really a great kid, amazingly enough. How on earth could such a sweet, good, adorable little boy be the sibling of Straw Hat Luffy and Fire Fist Ace? It seems so impossible, but she's glad one of the three is someone she can get along with so well.

The tiny hollow, having been enjoying the playful poking and squishing, is reluctant to remove itself from Sabo's hand, curling its arms and tail around his finger until Perona coaxes it off herself before reabsorbing it into her palm.]

...If you're afraid of keeping me from my fun, why not join me then? Then I can escort you most of the way home, Sabo-kun.

[He's really amused by the tiny ghost, so much so he's almost sorry he can't bring it home with him. Eh, maybe he can just ask Perona to borrow it again next time they meet...

At the invitation, he blinks.] Are you sure? I mean, it's fine with me if you really want to. It's not like I'm hurrying home or anything.

[...Sabo, if only you knew. You would not find a ticking timebomb half as cute and fun to poke as you do now, most definitely. And she seriously doubts Marco or Ace would allow one of her hollows hanging around Sabo if they ever found out. Uugh...no. Not a chance. She's have to get waaaay on their good side first, a not-so easy feat.]

Of course! We can dance together for one more song, then I'll take you some of the way home so you're not walking by yourself. I know the perfect song we can dance to, as well...if you can dance to slow and melodious things. [She wouldn't let her friend go out in Luceti alone. Sabo may be a tough cookie, but he's still just a little kid, and perona'd be really upset if she could have prevented something from happening to him if it does.]

[...sob, yes. He might be a bit paranoid around exploding and burning things now. ;; And fff is being friends with Sabo really that difficult? >>;]

Don't worry about walking me home. I'm used to going home like this! I even know shortcuts and stuff. But, a-ah... [head-scratches.] I don't dance, uh, 'least not since I was five. And I was never really good at it. [If his instructors' reports to his parents were to be believed. >>]

[It's only difficult because your brothers either a.) annoy the hell out of her, and b.) scare and intimidate her to a rather high degree, yep. Ah well, maybe there'll be a day when she gets on well enough with at least one of them. Ace did seem the more mature and rational of the two at the very least, thank god.]

Mmhrm...then I can fly you off the ground a little, if you really can't. A few inches, maybe. [Perona takes Sabo gently and lifts him up a little, kinda just testing his weight.] You're very light and small. ...Or I could lead and you follow? I know how to dance to many kinds of things, and I know a perfect song to dance to right now. A waltz!

[..You guys not getting along makes him sad. :C But, oh well. He still believes all will work out one day!

And he yelps when he's lifted up, though other than that initial startled flailing, he settles down quickly enough.] Ah. I know that one! That's one of the few dances I learned back in-- [and here he freezes for a moment. He hasn't told her the truth about his heritage yet, has he? Should he tell her? ... ... Nah. Since when did his lineage matter anyway?] --er, back home. So, what song is it?

[Perona holds Sabo out at arms length once he begins to wiggle, a put-off frown forming on her face. Goodness, he's a slippery little kid when he wants to be, isn't he? Good thing she didn't outright drop him or anything. Though she does put him down to take out her pigtails, somewhat suprised Sabo actually knows how to waltz. That's a pretty classy kind of dance, and, well...the kid doesn't really hold himself too much like royalty.]

It's called Dark Waltz! It's a beautiful song, and on a dark night like tonight...it's perfect! It's slow and languid and lovely... [A sigh.] It's a wonderful song and dance, but it really does require a partner to be truly perfect. You're a bit small, Sabo-kun, but I think we'll still have fun.

[He briefly worries if by doing something he used to do as a noble child means he's missing his heritage, but dismisses the thought almost as soon as it hits him. He could like anything he wants, even activities stereo-typically that of higher society's, and still be ashamed of the nobles and what they stand for. That's what being free means, right? Besides, anyone could've learned a classy dance if they really wanted to. Even a kid from a trash heap!

And so with conscience clear, Sabo takes off his hat, straightens his collar and gives a perfect mini gentleman bow, but with his familiar shitty little pipsqueak grin.] Lead on, m'lady!

[Oh my, what a little gentleman...s-sort of. Perona responds with a polite little curtsy, though with her own "up-to-no-good" kind of smirk playing on her lips, and reaches out for Sabo hands as she starts up the song, humming the tune to begin, her voice slow and soft, much like the following movements. Song and dance come together, harmonized by the slow crashing of the waves close by.]

We are the lucky ones,
We shine like a thousand suns,
When all of the colors run together...

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[Sabo's still feeling a bit nervous about being rusty, but he gradually relaxes when he saw Perona's smirk. Two pirates mocking high society customs with their heinous smirks. Sounds about right!

And then the song and dance starts, and Sabo gapes for a moment, but he quickly shakes his head and immerses himself on both the graceful movements Perona is guiding him and the voice singing softly amid the sound of the sea.

From the first few lines alone, the writer in him's already in love with the rhythm and imagery of the song.]

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