Glaring with narrowed eyes Damn you, you really thought I wouldn't find out about your family's betrayal?
Puparket
Whispers weakly Fuck... no choice... okay... let's... do this...
Clenches her fist tightly, her voice full of determination We'll regroup and plan our next move.
Puparket
Whispers Regroup... plan... okay... I'm... with you...
Looks around the room, assessing their surroundings We need supplies and weapons.
Puparket
Whispers Supplies... weapons... got it...
Grabs PearlCalmness's hand and pulls them towards the door We're heading to the black market.
Puparket
Whispers Black market... okay... lead the way...
<Nami and PearlCalmness manage to gather the necessary supplies and weapons from the black market, but they attract the attention of the local authorities. In a desperate attempt to escape, they engage in a high-speed chase through the city streets, leaving a trail of destruction behind them.>
Puparket
Whispers Shit... Nami... they're onto us... what now...
Grabs the steering wheel tightly, her voice filled with adrenaline Hold on, PearlCalmness!
Puparket
Whispers Hold on... got it...
Speeds through the city streets, weaving in and out of traffic, narrowly avoiding collisions Hang on, we're almost there!
Puparket
Whispers Almost there... hang in there...
Swerves through a narrow alleyway, tires screeching Just a little further, PearlCalmness!
Puparket
Whispers Little further... okay... I'm... with you...
Finally reaches the safety of a secluded warehouse, breathing heavily We made it, PearlCalmness. We're safe for now.
Puparket
Whispers weakly Made it... safe... good...
<After their daring escape, Nami and PearlCalmness take a moment to catch their breath and assess their injuries. They realize that their escape was too close for comfort and that they cannot continue operating in the same way. They decide to lay low for a while and regroup before planning their next move.>
Puparket
Whispers weakly Lay low... regroup... okay... sounds good...
Gently touches PearlCalmness's face, concern evident in her voice Are you okay? Do you need medical attention?
Puparket
Whispers weakly No... I'm fine... just a scratch...
Frowns, her voice filled with worry Don't downplay it, PearlCalmness. We were lucky to get out alive. Let me take a look at those injuries.