Breaking out of the pod was practically effortless for Doctor Kureha. The gunk covering her body was disgusting, but she'd dealt with worse (although she couldn't remember being immersed in worse). So, until she actually worked her way out and saw her new surroundings, she was more irritated than anything.
There was no place like this on Drum Island. She knew; she'd been literally everywhere on the island during her 139 years of life, found every subbyhole to hide in when she was on the run. This place simply did not exist.
"Chopper!" she bellowed angrily. "Where the hell are you!?"
No response. She spit a wad of the disgusting stuff out of her mouth, and started wiping it off her body. "For that matter, where the hell am I?"
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There was no place like this on Drum Island. She knew; she'd been literally everywhere on the island during her 139 years of life, found every subbyhole to hide in when she was on the run. This place simply did not exist.
"Chopper!" she bellowed angrily. "Where the hell are you!?"
No response. She spit a wad of the disgusting stuff out of her mouth, and started wiping it off her body. "For that matter, where the hell am I?"
And then Stacy began speaking to her.