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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.)]
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Blech! [He'll sit right back up, trying to scrape the paint off of his teeth... and still laughing all the while. Because this is fun, silly
and the paint totally has to be washable.]Yohohoho! I really have missed you, Sanji-san!
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... ffffff.]
Hahahaha! [Despite himself and the current of emotions he's been riding today, nothing but a huge belly laugh escapes because you look ridiculous]
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A good laugh with a friend like this is long overdue.]
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[...and laughing again. Eventually he'll get a grip on himself though, and push himself back to his feet, though.]
Ah... where did you say that lighter was? I can reach it for you!
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[He arches a brow in Brook's direction] Say, Brook... how long have you been in Luceti? [He wasn't around before Sanji was sent home]
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[Sanji was still here when he left, but he wasn't when he got back, he knows.]
Nearly a month now - it's the fourth of November here, by the way.
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And where - when are you, back home? Have we reached Fishman Island yet on your end?
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We have indeed! Long enough to get into some trouble there, but no one seems to remember that but myself.
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Ah, unless you know whether or not we managed to get out of that cage - Zoro-san, Usopp-san, and myself, that is.
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What the hell were you three doing in there, anyway?
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[He'd tell Sanji that they almost escaped themselves, but it just seems like an excuse. A good one, maybe, but an excuse all the same.
Frankly, he's just happy to know that they get out. Now he can stop worrying over those two.]
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We all end up regrouping, so don't worry about it... but if things don't go well, we might not be leaving that island. [The gravity of those words aside, Sanji doesn't sound very fussed or concerned. He rubs his chin thoughtfully] That shithead Hody lost his damn mind and is trying to throw a gigantic ship at the island. If it hits, there won't be many survivors, if that.
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[Brook comes from before Hody's overdose on Evil Drugs(TM), after all, so this is news for him.]
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But you said that all of us are together again by that point?
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He was? [The chef knows nothing of pills either, despite what he remembers.] Wonder what trick that shithead pulled. Even Luffy's having a time taking him down. [Though once again, it's not with concern that Sanji speaks. He knows Luffy will win the battle - the question is if they'll save Fishman Island at the same time.]
Yeah, we are. Fighting Hody's men. Ten to 100,000-- ah, well, it's more like 50,000 now. [A pause] 40,000. Maybe. 20,000?
[Handwave >_> Numbers don't really matter at this point.]
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This boat that you mentioned is what's going to be the difficult thing then, ne?
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It was following Shirahoshi-chan for a while, but now is falling straight for the island.
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YOU WIN THIS ROUND, SANJI. YOU WIN THIS ROUND.]