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[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.)]

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[Wait, wait]

Already 'dead'?

[You guys are just confusing me now.]

Shove your skull jokes, shithead!

[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?

But I am already dead--

[Oh, you're talking to Kotetsu now, okay. And you say Brook has no manners, sheesh.]

Wha--but that's just some weird 3D thing isn't it? He's not really a skeleton....

[... Right? :|]

[Wrong. B|]

Oh he's a real one alright. Meet Brook, pirate musician of the Straw Hat crew.

Hello again!

....

H-ha, that's a good one. But I'm not that gullible.

Hooo...? [Sanji glances at his nakama, expression nonchalant.]

Brook, I think the New Feather might have to meet you sometime. [Get that silly shock out of the way]

Hm? Why is that?

Though I do enjoy meeting new people!

.....

E-eh? [Why do I feel impending doom about this topic.]

Oi now, it's our duty as veterans of this shithole to show the new guys around.

Oh! You're absolutely right, Sanji-san! [And Brook's finally remembered enough about the place to do that properly, too!]

Kotetsu-san only arrived here just yesterday, you see! We should give him a tour!

O-oi, that's okay--I'll just, uh. Find my own way around...

[ARE YOU GOING TO TRASHCAN ME]

[Sorry, can't hear you over the sounds of us making plans]

That's the idea. We'll hit all the major landmarks - maybe the beach, too. Is that teleporter still up and running?

I believe so! I have yet to go out that way myself since my return, but I heard someone mention it the other day. It would probably be best to show him before it gets too cold outside, ne?

[We are the nicest people, Kotetsu, why wouldn't you want to hang with us.]

[... Bwuuuuuuuuuuh--]

Teleport... Beach...?

That's what I'm thinking. [DEVIOUS CHIN STROKE] I'll even bring some lunch with us.

Lunch! [And this would be when Brook recalls that it's been at least a month on top of the two years he went without Sanji's cooking.]

Now you have to come, Kotetsu-san! Sanji-san is the finest chef you will ever have the pleasure of meeting. If he'll be making a lunch for us, we are sure to have a grand time!

... I don't know, maybe I should consider this later... You just got back after all, right??

[Smirk]

I've got most of my shitty affairs settled. [He stands, and the move momentarily hides him from the eyes of the journal]

Stop worrying; we're not gonna do anything but show you around a bit.

And have lunch.

[Helpfully adding that on, yes.

It'll be just as good for Sanji, though, he thinks. Today must have been exhausting for him in more ways than one, he's sure.]

How about tomorrow, then?

Well... [If they say so. He can't be rude.

But still. Horror.]

... I guess I can't refuse such a nice gesture, can I?

Glad to hear it. [Then he gives a nod to Brook.] I won't be in the restaurant for a few days, so tomorrow works.

Splendid! I can hardly wait! Yohohoho!

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