Which means that the name is so much worse and Baren is clutching his own stomach as he laughs. He cracks up. He loses his shit. There's no way around it, he thinks that's the best thing that he's heard - ]
Is it - ahah - is it because y.... you're the chef? [WHEEZE] Is that why it's a course?!
[SNARLING AT HIM, though seeing as his face could double as a lantern by now and the wine bottle has now doubled as a shield from Baren's laughter... yeah, that undercuts the menace a bit]
I didn't come up with it! That dumbass shit in my memories thought it sounded cool!
[And then, with equal passion:] It looked cooler than it sounded, alright?! He kicked a big-ass crocodile to the ceiling with that move!
[That really sad moment when you realize Baren is probably your closest contact outside of maybe two people and this is it, hello darkness my old friend...
So fuck him, TAKING THE BOTTLE and relocating to a private portion of the kitchen to sulk in peace, muttering darkly in French the entire time]
Cul stupide en riant comme une hyène, c'était une attaque cool...!
[Sanji really needs to re-evaluate his life choices.
Regardless he's.... he's still laughing, because that's what Baren does. He laughs a lot. He thinks a lot of things are funny. He takes a lot of enjoyment out of both living life and other people's embarrassment. He hears the French, understands it, but doesn't say much in response to it because he can't remember if Sanji ever found out that Baren knew how to speak French...]
Stop pouting, I think that's the most I laughed this year and I've heard shit about kung-fu giraffes.
Also, glaring over his shoulder, resistant as a child being told what to do. But compared to how nasty he was when Baren walked through the door, this is a marked improvement. Just harmless irritation and him resisting the need to throw the bottle at Baren's head]
[why are men stupid!!!! though to be fair baren did start this one. he rolls his eyes even as he drinks the bits of wine that he remembered to pour in his own glass earlier.]
'cause wine bribes still work on you, apparently.
I could've picked the lock but I was polite this time. You're welcome.
[from now on he might just start picking the lock??]
[He can't believe that's a rule they need to establish, and yet here they are. Sanji sighs heavily to himself before turning (STILL SITTING) on the floor.]
And isn't that some kind of betrayal? Zoro'd probably piss himself in rage if he knew you were here.
[EASY!!!!! ..... well, not that easy because sometimes baren still just wants to let himself in?? but he'll play by sanji's rules for a little bit longer......
as for the rest of that - ]
Eh, he'd pout like a baby but that's nothing new to me. [pointed stare...... it's something you strawhats seem to have in common....] I do what I want when I want. He knows that.
[Wow, Baren, it's almost like you're trying to say something with that stare of yours.
Sanji's response to that is a smirk of all things. Listen, it's petty as fuck, but his mood has vastly improved now that he's armed with the knowledge Zoro is every bit a piss baby as he imagines.
It's the little things in life.]
Heh, I can imagine. [A slow shrug as he takes another drink] Oi, listen. Try to--
[go easy on him, he nearly says, except that's not his place and Sanji pauses, mouth twisting briefly at emotions that probably aren't his. Tch, fucking memories. He's only no. 2 and already hating it]
... Good luck finding everyone else. I'll help out where I can. [Another shrug]
[There's no way for Baren to know what Sanji intends on saying next but he tilts his head a bit at the reframing. A thoughtful expression passes his face before he settles on a grin, gently amused. Whereas there was the open mockery before, there's just a glimmer of pleasant surprise.]
.... You know, I'm not as shocked as I thought I'd be.
[at the openness to helping, he means. He'll take it.
He moves to wash the wine glass that he borrowed, grabbing the one Sanji used too because he's not a fuckin slob.]
[... He'll take Baren washing the dishes without complaint. That gives Sanji time to collect himself, make it a little less obvious that he prefers staring at the wine bottle suddenly, slowly turning it in his hands while what's little left sloshes around.
It's not a matter of being accommodating, that he's mindful of. It's just some basic upkeep, a preference to stay on Baren's good side. He wasn't lying - Zoro and the crew both can go to hell for all he cares.
Sanji doesn't live in the past. And besides, that ship sailed years ago.]
Nah, I'm good. [Picking himself off the floor, he puts the bottle away. Might as well save the rest for dinner]
[Breezily, a staple response without any real bite to it. It also probably doesn't mean much since he plans on leaving now anyway, wiping off his hands and running one through his hair idly. He got the information and confirmation he wanted, and checking up on Sanji went well enough too. He seems.... okay?
That said, Baren does remember the funk that Zoro found himself in when he was still without his crew. Nightmares, longing, shoving himself to the brink of death.... and while he can hope that Sanji isn't also prone to that sort of idiocy....]
Hey, don't be a stranger, fucker.
[ - it doesn't hurt to say, you know? but he'll otherwise give a wave of his hand and walk out without another word.]
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actually hold on he's going to pour some back into his wine glass first
and then he's just going to hand it to sanji expectantly
c'mon he's waiting]
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[Which at no point stops Sanji from taking the offered bottle. The man's got his priorities straight.]
If I tell you, I don't wanna hear it getting around to anyone else.
[Pointing at his face]
Got it?
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but he won't..... he won't because this shit sounds way too good]
Okay, okay, c'mon! Share!
[sanji will regret this]
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It's-- it was, uh...
[He can feel heat gathering at his ears and spreading to his cheeks, which just makes this so much worse than it has to be]
...
A-anti-Manner Kick Course.
[mUMBLED around the neck of the bottle with the sudden wish he might die from alcohol poisoning]
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[He's so embarrassed.
Which means that the name is so much worse and Baren is clutching his own stomach as he laughs. He cracks up. He loses his shit. There's no way around it, he thinks that's the best thing that he's heard - ]
Is it - ahah - is it because y.... you're the chef? [WHEEZE] Is that why it's a course?!
[HE CAN'T BREATHE.]
Ugh, fuck...!
[THAT'S SO FUNNY.]
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[SNARLING AT HIM, though seeing as his face could double as a lantern by now and the wine bottle has now doubled as a shield from Baren's laughter... yeah, that undercuts the menace a bit]
I didn't come up with it! That dumbass shit in my memories thought it sounded cool!
[And then, with equal passion:] It looked cooler than it sounded, alright?! He kicked a big-ass crocodile to the ceiling with that move!
[STOP LAUGHING. STOP IT]
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[HE'S NOT GOING TO STOP.
He lifts a hand up to his visible eye and wipes at the corner of it as he's still halfway to sobbing.]
Sanj, stop it, I can't die here...!
[HE CAN THO]
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So fuck him, TAKING THE BOTTLE and relocating to a private portion of the kitchen to sulk in peace, muttering darkly in French the entire time]
Cul stupide en riant comme une hyène, c'était une attaque cool...!
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Regardless he's.... he's still laughing, because that's what Baren does. He laughs a lot. He thinks a lot of things are funny. He takes a lot of enjoyment out of both living life and other people's embarrassment. He hears the French, understands it, but doesn't say much in response to it because he can't remember if Sanji ever found out that Baren knew how to speak French...]
Stop pouting, I think that's the most I laughed this year and I've heard shit about kung-fu giraffes.
[SO LIKE?? THANKS???]
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[Charming.
Also, glaring over his shoulder, resistant as a child being told what to do. But compared to how nasty he was when Baren walked through the door, this is a marked improvement. Just harmless irritation and him resisting the need to throw the bottle at Baren's head]
Remind me why I let you in my place again.
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'cause wine bribes still work on you, apparently.
I could've picked the lock but I was polite this time. You're welcome.
[from now on he might just start picking the lock??]
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Don't pick my shitty locks. Ever.
[He can't believe that's a rule they need to establish, and yet here they are. Sanji sighs heavily to himself before turning (STILL SITTING) on the floor.]
And isn't that some kind of betrayal? Zoro'd probably piss himself in rage if he knew you were here.
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[EASY!!!!! ..... well, not that easy because sometimes baren still just wants to let himself in?? but he'll play by sanji's rules for a little bit longer......
as for the rest of that - ]
Eh, he'd pout like a baby but that's nothing new to me. [pointed stare...... it's something you strawhats seem to have in common....] I do what I want when I want. He knows that.
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Sanji's response to that is a smirk of all things. Listen, it's petty as fuck, but his mood has vastly improved now that he's armed with the knowledge Zoro is every bit a piss baby as he imagines.
It's the little things in life.]
Heh, I can imagine. [A slow shrug as he takes another drink] Oi, listen. Try to--
[go easy on him, he nearly says, except that's not his place and Sanji pauses, mouth twisting briefly at emotions that probably aren't his. Tch, fucking memories. He's only no. 2 and already hating it]
... Good luck finding everyone else. I'll help out where I can. [Another shrug]
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.... You know, I'm not as shocked as I thought I'd be.
[at the openness to helping, he means. He'll take it.
He moves to wash the wine glass that he borrowed, grabbing the one Sanji used too because he's not a fuckin slob.]
You got any more questions before I go?
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It's not a matter of being accommodating, that he's mindful of. It's just some basic upkeep, a preference to stay on Baren's good side. He wasn't lying - Zoro and the crew both can go to hell for all he cares.
Sanji doesn't live in the past. And besides, that ship sailed years ago.]
Nah, I'm good. [Picking himself off the floor, he puts the bottle away. Might as well save the rest for dinner]
Get lost when you've cleaned up, you cretin.
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[Breezily, a staple response without any real bite to it. It also probably doesn't mean much since he plans on leaving now anyway, wiping off his hands and running one through his hair idly. He got the information and confirmation he wanted, and checking up on Sanji went well enough too. He seems.... okay?
That said, Baren does remember the funk that Zoro found himself in when he was still without his crew. Nightmares, longing, shoving himself to the brink of death.... and while he can hope that Sanji isn't also prone to that sort of idiocy....]
Hey, don't be a stranger, fucker.
[ - it doesn't hurt to say, you know? but he'll otherwise give a wave of his hand and walk out without another word.]