Friday | Post-Investigation

[concasse]

[Mmmwhelp.

This week officially sucks. Sanji has been hitting the vodka with extreme prejudice since Wednesday, but he swears he needs it more than ever now, holed up in the kitchen with a wine glass and a blank expression as he stares at nothing.

He's not drunk. Oh no, if only he were so lucky. But he can't bring himself to cook, not with his chest and side hurting, both for completely different reasons.]

... Damn it, kid.

[You were not supposed to go out like this.]

Comments

[asswipe]

Me, too. He just... It seemed like he was so well liked, Sanji. Who would go after someone so kind?

[natsuo deserved better.]

[concasse]

... Best I can guess is they thought it'd be easy.

He was well-liked in part because he put himself out there, tried to be friends with everyone.

That kind of kindness can be easy to exploit.

[asswipe]

Assholes.

[tipping back her drink, glowering.]

It doesn't matter if he was an "easy" target, Natsuo deserved better than to have a chandelier dropped on him. Who the fuck does that after stabbing someone?

[concasse]

[This convo is going to be terrible in hindsight

But honestly? Sanji glowers too -- not at Veronica, of course, but down into his own glass. He can logic Natsuo being killed, but the chandelier? Overkill]

Someone with a sick sense of humor.

We'll catch 'em.

[asswipe]

[it's totally going to be terrible in hindsight]

We better. I want to get a good look at the sick bastard, whoever they are.

[concasse]

[A half smile as he takes a large gulp of his wine.]

If there's any justice here, it's that I don't think most of us are gonna let it slide unless the bastard at least gets punched in the face once.

[Sanji your pirate is showing]