Daughter of the Sea (One Piece Live Action)

Episode 3 TELL NO DREAMS

WARNING: drugs.

The bright morning sun painted the cerulean sky over the East Blue, casting a warm, golden glow upon the tranquil waters and a single boat's crew. A green haired man, slumbered leaning on the great mast, a ginger haired woman sat by the prow with a map extended on her legs, and a third person wearing a straw hat worked diligently over the deck on a personal project.

When Zoro's eyes opened with an unexpected rock of the boat, the first thing he noticed was the woman, more specifically the map on her lap. In the days they had been sailing after leaving Orange Town, she hadn't once let go of it.

"I bet you've memorized it by now." He droned.

"That's not how a map works." She looked disapprovingly at him, above her reading glasses. "There's always something new to discover." She muttered to herself. He huffed, before cracking his stiff neck to the sides, he looked back over his shoulder to find Luffy working quietly on something.

"That's a first."

"Yeah." She sighed. "And with the other gone, it's almost as relaxing as if I'm back at sea by myself."

"Almost?" She gave him a pointed look, the only other person around talking. "Is the other  sleeping again?" He asked instead.

"It's all both of you seem to do these days." Nami pursed her lips and her pupils moved up at him again. "She seems to think we won't notice if she keeps her distance." Zoro glanced towards Luffy.

"You think he knows?"

"Nah... I don't think he sees much beyond his nose." She went back to the map.

In reality, and unknown to both of them, Zoro and Nami had repaired on different things the girl, Coral, didn't want anyone to notice. In Zoro's case, it was the nightmares plaguing her, the restlessness, and how much more jittery she'd been since the encounter with the clown. It only made sense of an hematophobic constantly on edge by her own shadow and that had been put under the edge of the knife by a madman.

"Stupid clown." He found himself saying, but the smirk on Nami's face seemed to agree with him. "She's resilient, I'll give her that, but if she can't handle a weapon she's powerless at Sea." She looked up from the map, quietly agreeing for a second time. She took a deep breath.

"That's her and her brother's problem and soon no longer mine." She responded.

 Zoro looked down to his hands with a frown. The girl was invested in the map, Luffy on whatever managed to catch Luffy's attention for long, and Coral was probably sleeping inside the cabin. He stood up quietly, decided to check on those wooden boards he'd discovered were fake, now that the coast was clear. He walked out of the sun and into the cabin, closing the door behind hime. He first repaired on a bundle of the floor, restlessly moving in her sleep. His eyes narrowed at it, before moving back to the boards.

Nami was hiding something down there. The question was, what exactly?

"Fuck it." He muttered pulling out two if his swords and embedding the swords between the boards. Using them like pincers, he managed to remove some of the fake boards away.

At least, there was no animal down there. Only money, papers and useless things.

"Shit." He muttered to himself. He hadn't exactly punctured the hidden belongings, but he had miscalculated the depth of the fake safe. Water was quickly coming up into the boat through the slashes he caused. He placed the boards back on place, decided to act like he never saw anything, but the water continued leaking above. He walked over the growing swamp and nudged the sleeping girl on the ground. "Hey."