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

[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.