[ Perona's been out at sea for what seems like forever. All alone. Her ship was small, more of a personal sailboat than a ship, but she wasn't going to complain. She didn't particularly like the island she had shown up on, and she'd take whatever she could get to get her to another island.
An island with more personality, she hoped.
During this sea voyage, she spotted a figure afloat on nothing more than a piece of wood. She steered closer - after all, she might like to seem that way, but she wasn't totally heartless.
But when she got closer, she saw that person was Zoro.
And she was sorely tempted to just keep sailing past. ]
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An island with more personality, she hoped.
During this sea voyage, she spotted a figure afloat on nothing more than a piece of wood. She steered closer - after all, she might like to seem that way, but she wasn't totally heartless.
But when she got closer, she saw that person was Zoro.
And she was sorely tempted to just keep sailing past. ]