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Friday | Post-Investigation
[So Sanji's in the lab.
Looking very much like he'd enjoy smashing everything in sight.
Which thankfully doesn't happen -- probably destroying evidence, for one, but more importantly, he can't stand the idea of losing control to his emotions this badly. Everyone's upset. He's not alone in this. Tomorrow will come the trial, and he knows damn well most of them will want a payment in blood for this.
So he lowers the beaker that he'd been holding, sets it on the table, shoves his hands back into his pockets... and eventually pulls out a cigarette.
It's been nearly a week since his last one. He'd like to think he deserves it.]
Looking very much like he'd enjoy smashing everything in sight.
Which thankfully doesn't happen -- probably destroying evidence, for one, but more importantly, he can't stand the idea of losing control to his emotions this badly. Everyone's upset. He's not alone in this. Tomorrow will come the trial, and he knows damn well most of them will want a payment in blood for this.
So he lowers the beaker that he'd been holding, sets it on the table, shoves his hands back into his pockets... and eventually pulls out a cigarette.
It's been nearly a week since his last one. He'd like to think he deserves it.]