001↠ Action/Voice
[There is something extraordinarily jarring about finding yourself in a chilled, unfamiliar forest, when two seconds ago you were under the sea, fighting off a legion of crazed fishmen. The blonde man clad in the usual New Feather's garb is none too pleased with this switch once he gathers his bearings, and he sets off in a direction that might be right, straining to hear any sounds of battle, only half-mindful of the journal he hasn't ditched yet. The hows and whys can wait until he's back with his crew.
He'll come across the town, eventually, once a certain child skipping school sets him straight. And it will feel like the longest half hour of Sanji's life, hearing what she says to him -- and once she's safely back home and past her tears, he's going to... head straight to the grocery.
Cigarettes. Need them. Now. He flies through a pack of the damn things before grabbing another, shoving it into a flimsy pocket like it's his last sane lifeline. It might as well be. Navigating back home (...home), along an all-too familiar path, makes his head and chest hurt from the seeping memories.
Heh, what a load of shitty bull. He doesn't want to be here. Except he sorta does. Maybe. And damn, it'd be nice if he could make up his mind.
There will be no such luck today. He goes home, combing the house for available crew members; any kind of anchor and stability. And after that, there's the clothing shop for his suits. Then Seventh Heaven. Then tracking down every person his memory supplies a name for - Xion. Miyabi. Sayo. Katara. Vash. Wolfwood. Isamu. Shit how many are there? - until his head feels too full and he goes to collapse at the bar around evening. Only then does the journal open.]
... Oi. [Fuck, where does one begin? Let's start with a name] It's Sanji. [Pause, and then with tired ire] Guess you shitheads aren't rid of me yet.
[ooc: If you think Sanji would look for your character... then he would probably look for your character. XD So yeah. << RUN INTO HIM ANYWHERE, previous CR or otherwise! He's all over town, and I care not for these things called continuity and time (save for who finds him in the forest - that honor goes to Elicia.)]
He'll come across the town, eventually, once a certain child skipping school sets him straight. And it will feel like the longest half hour of Sanji's life, hearing what she says to him -- and once she's safely back home and past her tears, he's going to... head straight to the grocery.
Cigarettes. Need them. Now. He flies through a pack of the damn things before grabbing another, shoving it into a flimsy pocket like it's his last sane lifeline. It might as well be. Navigating back home (...home), along an all-too familiar path, makes his head and chest hurt from the seeping memories.
Heh, what a load of shitty bull. He doesn't want to be here. Except he sorta does. Maybe. And damn, it'd be nice if he could make up his mind.
There will be no such luck today. He goes home, combing the house for available crew members; any kind of anchor and stability. And after that, there's the clothing shop for his suits. Then Seventh Heaven. Then tracking down every person his memory supplies a name for - Xion. Miyabi. Sayo. Katara. Vash. Wolfwood. Isamu. Shit how many are there? - until his head feels too full and he goes to collapse at the bar around evening. Only then does the journal open.]
... Oi. [Fuck, where does one begin? Let's start with a name] It's Sanji. [Pause, and then with tired ire] Guess you shitheads aren't rid of me yet.
[ooc: If you think Sanji would look for your character... then he would probably look for your character. XD So yeah. << RUN INTO HIM ANYWHERE, previous CR or otherwise! He's all over town, and I care not for these things called continuity and time (save for who finds him in the forest - that honor goes to Elicia.)]
Re: [Voice] C^:
[SHEESH, manners! He huffs and makes a fist at the screen.]
Everyone keeps mistaking me for you!
...I didn't think you'd show up at the same time, though.
[Voice]
no1curr, dude]
Then change your voice. Problem solved.
Re: [Voice]
[LOGIC.]
[Voice]
Re: [Voice]
[:^|]
So you went home, aa? I'm trying to figure out how this place works, but it's kinda... all over the place.
[Voice]
[He could just dismiss this guy. It's tempting. But... eh. Sanji isn't in such a bad mood he's gonna be that much of a dick tonight.]
That's how Luceti works. It yanks you in and spits you out without a warning. [He glances at the journal] No one remembers anything when they're sent home, either. This might as well be a damn dream - you just don't know when you'll wake up.
Re: [Voice]
[Kotetsu's first thought is NEXT POWERS!!@312, but you never know.]
Naa, why does it take us though?
[Voice]
Re: [Voice] 1/2
[Kotetsu's not much of a fan of these sorts of topics. He'd rather just deal with these things when they came up. But this was sort of important.]
Re: [Voice]
[Voice]
Mellorine? [Oh no.]
... Alright, which shithead did you talk to?
Re: [Voice]
What does that even mean? Mello~rine~~? Isn't that a kind of ice cream?
[Voice]
O-oi, don't ever do that again!
[Voice]
[Voice] I had to, okay. 8'|
Re: [Voice] oh lord
Already 'dead'?
[You guys are just confusing me now.]
[Voice]
[And then turning to snap at Kotetsu. Sanji's an equal opportunist today]
Tch, are you blind? Or are you used to meeting skeletons with afros?
[Voice]
[Oh, you're talking to Kotetsu now, okay. And you say Brook has no manners, sheesh.]
Re: [Voice]
[... Right? :|]
[Voice]
Oh he's a real one alright. Meet Brook, pirate musician of the Straw Hat crew.
[Voice]
Re: [Voice] 1/2
Re: [Voice]
[Voice]
Brook, I think the New Feather might have to meet you sometime. [Get that silly shock out of the way]
[Voice]
Though I do enjoy meeting new people!
Re: [Voice]
[Voice]
[Voice]
Re: [Voice]
[Voice]
[Voice]
Re: [Voice]
[Voice]
[Voice]
Re: [Voice]
[Voice]
[Voice]
Re: [Voice]
[Voice]
[Voice]
Re: [Voice]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action] 1/3
Re: [Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action] 1/2
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action] 1/2
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action] 1/2
Re: [Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action] 1/2
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]
[Action] 1/2
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action] 1/2
[Action]
[Action] 1/2
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action] 1/2
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
[Action] 1/2
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Re: [Action]
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]