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Nice of them to leave my jacket. [AWKWARD PAUSE. The voice coming from Smoker's journal account is not his usual. Or from a male at all.]

What's with my voice?! [That just squeaks there in high-pitched worry.]

Ah hell... I have boobs.

Fuck you Malnosso.

[He... she rather, clears her voice.]

S-Smoker is back... [That's a bit hesitant.] Ikki, he... he might need help. Jitte and kickboxing lessons will return to normal, sorry everyone about the delay. Could I have a headcount of everyone still wishing to take them? I might need to reorganize his schedules.

[The last part is muffled as he starts to shut the journal.]

Damn it! These jeans are way too big! Now what?!

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Likewise. I'd apologize for the circumstances, but they're never all that stable here.

Still a New Feather then. At least as a doctor you'll have enough to keep busy. So why the interest in self-defense? Just what I mentioned earlier? [Meaning the Drafts.]

...I do not care to feel vulnerable or helpless. Back home all I had time for was learning to shoot, here? I've time enough to learn to protect myself through other means.

Good reason. I'll see what I can do to catch you up to speed then.

What did you shoot back home?

A revolver. It has yet to surface, but I don't have time to wait for it.

It still might. My jitte was missing the first three months I was here because some pirate took it.

I'd be more than a little vexed if someone found it before I did. My last name's engraved on the grip, it's rude to take something that has someone's name on it.

Extremely. [Of course the pirate who took his jitte knew it was his, but oh well, pirates are assholes.] I'll keep an eye out for it then when I go get another jitte for the lessons.

Which reminds me, what's your approximate height? [Because Smoker's learning how difficult it is to use a weapon that's even taller than you right now, and his world has giants and ten foot tall humans.]

I'd appreciate it, thank you.

Ah, approximately 158 centimeters. So...Five feet and two inches.

Anytime.

Damn. That's about my height now. Guess I'll get two of the same size then.

What height are you normally?

Six foot six.

[Now do you see his frustration?]

...That would make a lot of things difficult. Has your weight changed? Of course it's changed. But where does the rest of the mass go? How on earth do the Malnosso manage this?

[Quiet for a moment. And then....]

Magic?

I used to try to figure this stuff out too, but it's worse than trying to figure out devil fruit or anything else on the Grand Line.

They turned me into a kid once. More like... me as a kid if I'd been obsessed with being a knight. Anyway, they play with time a lot, so my best guess is they went back in time and manipulated it to suit their purposes.

That is disturbing on several levels. The lack of any discernible pattern to what is done to us here only leaves me all the more tense.

That aside, I hope your time as a woman isn't too traumatizing.

Correct. The closest to a pattern is seasons. But that only applies to shifts and weather, not the kidnappings or drafts. You can check in with the Welcome Center though, they keep records of the bigger happenings to try to spot patterns from it. Or get a better understanding of the motivations.

Thank you. It could be a lot worse, I'm sure, I'll just continue as I normally would. And prove they couldn't get to me that much.

Try not to worry too much about what might happen here. A lot of it might not. It's best to just take it as it comes. [Beyond basic preparations for things like self defense and an emergency safety system, he means. No sense worrying about being turned a different gender or a kid, or a wolf, or whatever else, because that stuff you can't prepare for, so no sense worrying.]

If the subject refuses to react, the study is worthless. [Adele chuckles a little at this and nods to herself. She needs to quit worrying so much but...it was hard. Less difficult now, but. She'll just have to try.]

Thank you, really. I appreciate the opportunity to learn, and the advice.

That's the hope. I'll let you know how successful it is if they decide not to kidnap me anymore. Though this was my first time.

It's nice just to have someone who isn't a brat or pirate running around for a change.

I have noticed a very sparse amount of others in my age group, and my profession. So many warriors, not too many healers. It makes one wonder at their priorities.

They run drafts semi-regularly, and now the missions. It could be related to that, but it wouldn't explain the kids or noncombatants.

Widening the pool for their data, I suppose. I've given up trying to understand their logic.

Or it could be accidental. In order to get some, they have take others to balance it, that sort of thing.

I've also heard the theory that it's not them that pulls us here. It's the place. They just provide the wings, barcodes, and journals.

That's the theory I subscribe to most. But that's because in my world, it wouldn't be the people doing it, it'd be the world itself. The filial magic is related to the land itself, so it stands to reason that this world itself is pretty special.

So it is random? Who is chosen, when they are chosen?

People who all knew each other seem more likely to go home if one or more of them gets sent back. It's rare for the last one to stay, but it's known to happen, especially if some of the others come back.

Then again there are cases like Portgas D. Ace, where he's been sent back seven times or something. Others have been here several years and barely left. Some people have never seen another from their world show up, and others get surrounded by them. It's no absolute, but there are a few tendencies. It's more likely that someone with a special power or familiarity with fighting shows up, but that's about it.

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