Week 0 | Sunday Post Execution

[concasse]

[After that execution? Sanji needs a stiff drink and a cigarette. Yeah, he only has half a pack left at this rate, but if there was ever a time to flood his system with nicotine, it's now.

Though once he's settled and calmer, he's got a few rounds to make. His sense of principles lead him to the civilians first -- anyone he worries might've been spooked by that grim reminder of the stakes.

So wherever Veronica is at, he'll hopefully find, waving cheerfully but a lot more quiet than his usual, syrupy displays]

Oi, Veronica-chan, got a minute?

Comments

[concasse]

I admit, my biggest worry is it's a power you can only use once in a while.

And then -- if there's an odd number of partnerless, someone's gonna die.

[asswipe]

Yeah... We're in the middle of a war. A "gift" that lets you save the partnerless whenever and without any catches sounds too good to be true.

[concasse]

Exactly. Can't imagine our hosts being that benevolent.

[Shaking his head]

Well, we'll find out eventually. Until then we got another week ahead of us.

[asswipe]

Another week of living in fear of death. Hooray for us.

[DRYLY.]

[concasse]

Oi now, we'll go crazy in that case.

How about this, I'll make ya your favorite meal one of these days!

[asswipe]

I think it's too late to worry about people losing their marbles, after, um... Murder.

[but she huffs out a laugh at that, even if it's a bit humorless.]

If you know how to make a pâté, go for it. But you really don't have to.

[concasse]

... I've never heard of that one before...

[Sorry Veronica, you have his full attention. LEANING FORWARD]

Oi, what's it made of?

[asswipe]

It's... liver shoved in a food processor?

[Her mom does all the cooking. She's bad at this, but—]

I can write the recipe down for you if you want it.

[concasse]

[SPARKLING AT HER]

If you don't mind!

[asswipe]

Have something to write on? If not, I can just grab a napkin.