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[Hello, Luceti Residents.
Guess what? Someone turned Seventh Heaven inside out criminally early in the morning, meaning even the staff will be in for a surprise. There are tables and chairs grouped together in front of the restaurant, shielded from the sun by large umbrellas. That in itself is odd, but the real attention-grabber is how much food some of the tables are holding. Dinner platters, breakfast feasts, desserts, finger foods, and everything in-between - it's all right there, protected from bugs with see-through plastic covers. And right in front of this mouth-watering display is a sign:
Take What You Can Eat.
Really. There's even a stack of plates and silverware, along with some carry-home boxes in case anyone wants to shove their fridge full of leftovers. Dump the dirty plates in a bin off to the side; hehis workers will get to it later. And should the gluttons of Luceti lay siege to the feast, no worries; Sanji's captain is Luffy, after all. He'll be replenishing the tables well into the afternoon, along with any other chefs who might be working that day.
Whether you see him inside the restaurant, bustling around the kitchen like a man possessed, or spot him outside restocking the food, everyone will find the Head Chef in a... really good mood for someone who took a few days off to recover from the trauma that is your AU self "dying". He's just all heart-filled smiles and affectionate ass-whooping, depending on your sex.
... Clearly he's gone mad. B|
And then later, journal announcement! Because why not:]
Oi, for anyone who didn't see -- [He turns his journal camera to the food display, sounding exceedingly pleased with himself.] Take what you can eat! There's plenty for everyone. If not, I'll have to make Luffy finish off the rest, and we wouldn't want that. [A-aha]
And for anyone who's interested, I'm looking for another waitress or two, maybe one more chef. [8D] Any help's appreciated, ladies~!
... And I suppose you other guys, too.
[It's a good day for some cookin;
So come at him, bros.]
Guess what? Someone turned Seventh Heaven inside out criminally early in the morning, meaning even the staff will be in for a surprise. There are tables and chairs grouped together in front of the restaurant, shielded from the sun by large umbrellas. That in itself is odd, but the real attention-grabber is how much food some of the tables are holding. Dinner platters, breakfast feasts, desserts, finger foods, and everything in-between - it's all right there, protected from bugs with see-through plastic covers. And right in front of this mouth-watering display is a sign:
Take What You Can Eat.
Really. There's even a stack of plates and silverware, along with some carry-home boxes in case anyone wants to shove their fridge full of leftovers. Dump the dirty plates in a bin off to the side; he
Whether you see him inside the restaurant, bustling around the kitchen like a man possessed, or spot him outside restocking the food, everyone will find the Head Chef in a... really good mood for someone who took a few days off to recover from the trauma that is your AU self "dying". He's just all heart-filled smiles and affectionate ass-whooping, depending on your sex.
... Clearly he's gone mad. B|
And then later, journal announcement! Because why not:]
Oi, for anyone who didn't see -- [He turns his journal camera to the food display, sounding exceedingly pleased with himself.] Take what you can eat! There's plenty for everyone. If not, I'll have to make Luffy finish off the rest, and we wouldn't want that. [A-aha]
And for anyone who's interested, I'm looking for another waitress or two, maybe one more chef. [8D] Any help's appreciated, ladies~!
... And I suppose you other guys, too.
[It's a good day for some cookin;
So come at him, bros.]
I figured I might as well tag this before the size gets any more
That was... probably a wise decision. B|
If Rin's looking for the perfect opportunity to pull Sanji aside for a talk, this might be it - the chef has returned to the kitchens, dropping off a load of dishes that need washing, and wipes his damp forehead with a satisfied tilt of the lips. For now everything's restocked, so he can take a moment to lean against something and start on that cigarette break]
I am very learned
[Yes let's take his own break here]
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Aa?
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...I've got something to tell you. About you hiring me and stuff, I mean.
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Alright, get it off your chest.
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You saw I got a demon form, right?
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Pretty damn impressive, I gotta say.
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...I'm Satan's kid. I mean, I don't want him to be my dad, but I am.
[.Just to. Lay it out]
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[Um. What. Where did this come from? Why is he telling Sanji this?]
You're... Satan's son.
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Back home, the minute you saw my blue flames you would have know, but no one seems to know what they mean here. So I thought I'd just be, you know, fair.
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In any case:] Alright. [Pause] Thanks for the update.
...
I hope you don't expect me to fire you over this shit.
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[Except he did, and his attempts to not look surprised totally show this]
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Your heritage has nothing to do with how well you can cook, or the type of person you are.
[A pause, and then spoken softly] Heh, to be honest, I'm glad you have that power. I - Jixsan could've hurt someone back then, but you stepped in.
Like I said, pretty damn impressive.
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Thanks.
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I want you to start on a few pots of chili, cut up more lettuce for the salads, season the pot roast in the oven, fillet 15 cuts of salmon...
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1/2
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[OKAY. TIME TO GET TO WORK.
If he can remember all that]
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You are his favorite forever.
Fuck your dad. He's adopting you.
... He's also gonna stare as you trot off to do your thing because damn.]