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Luceti Appointments Post

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Sanji.

[Richard doesn't wave in return; merely makes his way over to the other and plops down on the barstool next to him looking more than a little distracted. He's still so busy sorting through the thoughts in his head and trying to process this that conversation will likely take a bit of coaxing on Sanji's part.

... that or just get a couple of drinks in him and he'll start talking.]

[Ha. Conversation.

The first thing Sanji does is scoot a drink in Richard's direction - blue, and potent. They can talk later after helping Richard drive closer towards inebriated bliss.

... This is immediately not the smartest thing to do for a friend who is probably a bundle of confused thoughts and nerves, but fuck it. The "smart" thing can come later]

[Richard will just nod his gratitude at that action before picking it up and taking a sip, making a face at the strength and taste-- is this that Romulan ale Nami let him try before? Well, he's certainly not going to complain.

It may not be the smartest thing for Sanji to do, but it will go a long way towards getting Richard to relax. Alcohol is perhaps the best way to get him to be open and honest, not that he'll admit this to anyone else, much less himself.]

[There's a light chaser present if Richard wants it. Sanji, for his part, slowly sips his own drink, resisting the urge to stare at the other. Instead, the chef notes the state of his presence - tenseness slowly slipping away the longer Richard drinks.]

[He's definitely going to want that chaser, because delicacy and good manners be damned, once he finishes that one, he's going to be ordering another and just chugging it. And then promptly coughing over the burning in his throat as a result.

Right now he really just wants to be good and drunk. What Sanji might think about that fact doesn't really matter to him.]

[Yes, Richard. Your desire for drunkenness OFFENDS this pirate.]

... Oi, don't go choking on me.

[It's a moment and a couple of gulps of water later before he can speak, but once he can, he manages a weak smile.]

I think I'll survive.

You sure?

[... Okay, he might not be referring to the alcohol anymore, judging by the tone and the subtle, assessing stare he tosses Richard's way]

... yes.

[Surviving is one of the things Richard is best at, after all. He's nothing if not tenacious as hell-- he's had to be, after his childhood.

But from the look on his face... well, he may be tenacious, but he's not invincible.]

[Seeing that expression on Richard's face... shit, Sanji needs another drink now. Whatever joy at seeing Naoki back is being sorely tested]

Does he remember? [He leans forward, arms rested on the face of the table.]

[Richard just shakes his head.]

I'm not sure. He said he didn't when I asked, but... he didn't seem surprised that I knew him, either.

[Another little smile.]

Perhaps it's better this way.

[There's a grunt of agreement... but Sanji unfortunately doubts Naoki will remain in the dark for long, if he was in the first place. He remembered Sanji quickly enough, after only a few hours.]

But if he does remember? [What will you do?

Heh, is there anything he can do?]

[And now Richard just looks back down at his now-empty glass, expression mostly unreadable except for that same little smile.]

Even a king can't command someone to feel a certain way, nor can he demand forgiveness of someone else, especially where it's not deserved.

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... "Not deserved"?

[Sanji was more than prepared to nod and let that go. But what's all this "not deserved" shit he's hearing?]

Sanji.

[There's a different tone to his voice now, stern and commanding, closer to what he uses in an official capacity.]

Don't be angry with him on my behalf. I know quite well what it feels like when trust is broken, and how hard it can be to repair.

[He'd hated Asbel for the very same thing, hadn't he?]

If I get angry at Naoki, it'll be for my own shitty reasons. [Make no mistake of that. Sanji thought he acted like a brat - that Richard was on the receiving end was, and is, more a matter of circumstance]

I don't play favorites.

Please.

[And his voice goes quiet again, softer and with what almost sounds like a plea.]

I don't want to make things worse.

[He'd done a fine enough job of that much himself.]

[... Sigh]

Jeez. [He unceremoniously slams back the rest of his drink, welcoming the burn] I'm not gonna pick a fight with him. [Nevermind Naoki is a strong bastard, according to his memory. But while the chef certainly disagrees with the way their break-up was handled, Naoki just got back -- and really, this isn't any of Sanji's business. It's up to Naoki and Richard to make amends, if they decide to. He can only watch from the sidelines]

He's my friend.

[Richard nods, seemingly relieved by this, though his smile remains as soft as before.]

Forgiveness is something that needs to be earned. The six months I spent back in my world taught me that much.

[He's still working to atone for what he did back there. It will take months, if not years, to pay off Windor's debt entirely, and even then there are likely to be people who will never forgive him for it.]

[Sanji cants his head in Richard's direction, eyebrow shooting up.]

What happened in your world?

[He doesn't know, and therefore doesn't realize the type of question he's asking]

... I tried to destroy it.

[There's no point in lying or covering it up, because it's his fault and it's his responsibility to set things right now.]

[Sanji waits on a hitched breath, hoping for some type of follow-up to that... that confession - something to lessen the blow, or make sense of the words. So it's with dawning horror Sanji realizes Richard isn't kidding]

You're serious.

I am.

[His smile grows thin, pained. It's not something he's proud of at all.]

Does that surprise you?

I don't think we'd be friends if it wasn't a shitty surprise. [Sanji is not accustomed to playing nice with potential genocidal murderers.

... That said, it's not with disgust he regards Richard. Just befuddlement. The king sees the impact of his actions, and regrets his choices; Sanji can tell that much]

Why?

[Richard pauses in his talking to wave down the bartender for another drink... on second thought, make that two drinks. He's not feeling relaxed enough yet, and this is a subject he rarely speaks about as it is.]

Back then... I truly hated the entire world that much.

[He can only guess at what Sanji must be thinking right now, and it's because of this that he doesn't dare turn his head to look at the other man.]

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