Works over the hot stove most of the day. Smells of sweat, spices and fire.


Lifts weights and practices swordsmanship on the deck. Reeks of stale sweat.


Works with volatile chemicals that sometimes explode. Carries a charred scent with him.


Cold-weather reindeer in a warm climate. Smells like over-heated fur.


Sprawls in the sun, fights over food and laughs a lot. Still manages to stink.

Seven crew members on a small wood ship.

One shower.

There were times Nami got the urge to throw them all overboard and toss a bar of soap after them.


Poor Nami... she's the only girl on a ship full of guys. -well, until Robin comes along. grin