concasse | 003↠ ACTION/VOICE -- Chibi free for all

Current Mood: cheerful

Entry tags:

003↠ ACTION/VOICE -- Chibi free for all

[ooc note: Okay, here's the deal, folks. Rather than create two posts for chibi!Sanji and risk losing my tags (because it would happen, trust me), this is the only entry I'll put up. I'm going to leave it up to you what age Sanji will be when your character(s) run into him. I put out the scenarios, and you guys run with them. |D Don't be afraid to be creative, I don't mind. Just mention the age in the subject line. If you want more than one chance to tag, create another thread, and specify the new age. |D Easy, yes? Possible ages are 11 through 20. Possible dates are February 3 through the 12. I am fine with either voice or action, though if it's voiced, it'll be assumed your character contacted Sanji through the journals first.

Ladies who volunteered to be crushed on! The applicable ages for that are 14 and up. But of course, you can interact with a younger version of Sanji if you want.

And also, bear with me on the icon front. >> There are plenty pictures of Sanji as a child and an adult, but not much in-between. U-use your imagination? ;A;]

[Nights have been rough so far, with strange dreams lingering on after his eyes have opened. And it makes him feel... different, somehow, like his life has altered in leaps and bounds. Skills that weren't accessible before, come to him easily. There are recipes in his head that shouldn't be there. He almost wishes he could tell someone about them; maybe one of the crew, eventually. They're nice enough, and have been more than accommodating, taking him in like this.

These thoughts are heavy to carry, but he's still a young boy suddenly trapped in a weird town with weird things. His attention isn't meant to dwell on problems for long. The goal to find Zeff eventually lessens to a dull ache, and Sanji busies himself with exploration: this Seventh Heaven restaurant, for one, and maybe the grocery store. He visits the item shop on a the fickle whim of a curious child, and eventually finds his way to the forest. He won't run away, though. He promised himself he wouldn't try anymore.]

[And in just a few days, Sanji finds himself forced to leave adolescence behind. It's more than a little obvious that something isn't right. While the crew has probably mentioned the nature of experiments, all the explanations in the world aren't gonna make this any less awkward, as he speeds through growth spurts and into sore, lanky limbs. He's grumpy half the time, flustered as well... which seems to happen like clockwork, whenever a pretty girl is nearby. He spends the majority of these days as red as a tomato and resorting to petty insults if it will get people out of his hair. When it gets hard to control, he seeks solitude to practice stretching and single-sparring. Or perhaps Nami. She's going through the same thing, too.

House 6 and Seventh Heaven are still his main places of solace. He considers himself a worthy enough cook by now, though he will often yield to Yukito's directions. He's broadened his explorations, however; he heavily frequents the forestplains, and will use the teleporters to sneak off to the ocean, when he feels like it.]

[Given enough time, the strangest of circumstances stop being strange, and turn into a compromised status-quo. Sanji barely gives any attention to his nightly dreams now - they come and he changes, both mentally and physically. His temper is still hot as ever, but slowly being tempered by a knack for cunning and kindness. Even his initial anxiety around women has all but disappeared - he eagerly greets them now, with what the residents might note to be his usual enthusiasm. Still rough around the edges and prone to silliness (or hormone spikes), but that's Sanji for you.

He knows the entire village layout, and you can find him anywhere: item shop, grocery, clothing store, battle dome, forest, ocean... He finds a reason to visit them all because sometimes, it's easier walking blindly, even when you don't really have a place to go to.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Exploring. [She does not seem particularly "adult-like", meaning Sanji sees nothing wrong with being painfully obvious about his adventures] And then I heard this really pretty song...

[Glancing at her eagerly now] Was that you?

[Miyabi frowns, not really liking that first answer. Exploring by himself? In a forest where there were wild animals and every possible chance of losing your way? Nggh...little brother, you're killing her here! But she just sighs and smiles, if a bit exasperated. Picking herself up, and dusting off the snow and ice, Miyabi nods.]

Mhm, that was me. Did you like my song? [Where did her flute fall to, anywa--oh, there.] I played it on this bamboo flute here! I can play you another one, if you want. I only know a few songs, though...

[Hey, he's a big kid! Don't nothing scare him. B| And there's a good chance Zoro will magically hone in on the little bugger the moment he's in trouble ~~and smack him for not being careful~~.

Sanji nods eagerly at the idea, more enthused now that he's closer and can see Miyabi playing]

If you're not busy! [Oh, wait. He should introduce himself first, shouldn't he] And my name's Sanji.

[Yeah, not fearful of that big, angry stag just a second ago, were you? B|]

Miyabi. My name is Miyabi, but you can call me Miya for short if you want...Sanji. And I'd be more than happy to play for you, I'm not busy. I was just feeding my friends before. [Guh, so cute. Why are you so cute and small, t-tiny brother? Miyabi smiles at his enthusiasm and, after cleaning her flute on her coat, she puts it to her lips again.]

This one is called Sakura Sakura. It's a lullaby from my home...

[And she plays the song, closing her eyes and moving her head and shoulders to the flow as her fingers dance along the polished wood.]

[B| He was fearful for you of course! <<

Sanji opens his mouth to say how it's nice to meet her, as manners dictate, but this child is a sucker for music. He grows quiet as she starts, entranced as she swells through the melody, and towards the middle sways in tempo as well, with a big smile on his face. And when she finishes...]

Whoa, you're so good! [With equal eagerness] Are you a musician, Miya-san?

[Occasionally, as she played, Miyabi would open one eye to peek at her little spectator. Sanji really had an aura for varying art forms - maybe that's why she was so drawn to him. That, and his polite, sweet personality. When she's finished, and he asks his question, she actually giggles and shakes her head. W-Was she really that good? Ah, no, no...she only knew three - maybe four - songs total!]

Actually, I'm not. This is just a little hobby I picked up...because I heard that song in my dreams for a very long time. I wanted to learn it, so I picked up the flute and learned to play. I'm really a painter by trade...ehe, it's kind of my job. [K-Kind of.] But I love it. I've been painting ever since I was very, very small.

[Hey, Miyabi is more than a capable player to him, and not just because he hasn't heard a lot of flute players in his life. Sanji's enthusiastic about anything where a certain amount of skill is shown.

And he nods to that, suddenly a huge grin on his face.] I'm the same way. I don't even remember when I really started cooking. [He'd just always been there, in the kitchen, working his hands and food.]

You must be an awesome artist, then!

[Well, that just seemed to explain how Sanji got into cooking. He was a lot like her, it seemed. It's the combination of that knowledge, and his sweet compliment - gods, she's been getting a lot of those lately fff - that puts a smile on her face, as well as a slight blush. Honestly, he's a very sweet boy, and she's glad. With a soft laugh, she pats his head in thanks.]

You're very kind, thank you. But I'm really no better than anyone else could be. Unfortunately, I don't have anything with me now to show you but...hm. Just a second. [And as Miyabi reaches into her bag to collect her journal, she flips through it to a blank page, which she tears out.]

I can draw something for you now, Sanji. What would you like?

[Oh you people and your headpats. He gives no comment because Miyabi's a lady and you just don't get angry at ladies for being nice to you. u_u Though he gives his head a little shake afterward, hair falling back in place.]

Um. [He has to look around when no immediate ideas come to him, searching the area for advice. His first thoughts are of people Miyabi might not know - Zeff, the Straw Hats - but eventually, he settles on the thing that feels most like home]

Can you draw the sea?

A good choice.

[Hehe, she assumed that he's say that. And Miyabi immediately gets to work, sketching out the portrait before adding the rather simple colors - blue, indigo, black, and yellow. Though she works rather quickly, Miyabi's still trying to maintain accuracy and quality, so the painting takes some time. Drawing the sea, and doing so well isn't as easy as it looks. Water, especially in movement, is a hard thing to capture and give life to.

If Sanji has enough patience though, the outcome will be well worth the wait. After she marks one corner with her usual, black, swallowtail butterfly mark (her "signature"), and dates the back of the portrait, she hands it to the little chef.]

The paint's still a little damp, so be careful, all right?

[Miyabi, you have just made this kid's life. Sanji let's out a drawn gasp of pleasure, and it's only at her prompting that he doesn't squeeze the painting into a hug.]

Thank you!! [And now, if/when he goes home, he'll have a piece of Luceti to take back with him] This is the best picture I've ever seen!

[But of course, he can't take without giving something in return. His voice brims with eagerness] Oi, you should come by the house where the Straw Hats live! I can make you something to eat!

[Oh gods, that kind of joy is contagious. Miyabi's face lights up with a happy grin of her own, glad that he's so happy. Aaagh, she wants to just pull him into a big, tight hug, because he's really that cute, but forces herself not to. Better to not act too strange around him. It's a little sad he doesn't know her, but it's equally nice to get to know Sanji again, when he's young.]

Hehe, you're very welcome. [Ah, that doesn't come as a surprise. He's staying with his crew, obviously. That's good - no one could be better to take care of him than his closest friends.] Oh, you're living with them? I know the Straw Hats very well! And I'd be honored to have you cook for me, Sanji. Thank you very much.

[he doesn't answer right away, still taking the time to admire his new painting, but eventually he nods] Yeah, this swordsman with green hair found me and Nami in the mountains. [A slight frown] And then we almost died because he kept getting lost.

Oh, the Marimo!

[--adfhajchhjs! Oh gods, why did she...it slipped out! Sob, sob, it was an accident. Oh gods, Zoro, forgive her. ;A;

SANJI, WHAT ARE YOU TEACHING YOUR LITTLE SISTER.]

Zoro! Zoro! I meant Zoro! [Sob.] Y-Yes, that's their swordsman. And, uhm...h-he's very bad with directions...

[Sanji's new expression can only be defined as awed. The heaven themselves must have opened up so Sanji could learn such a glorious nickname from on high. It's the only explanation]

Marimo? [Her last statement goes completely unnoticed. Sanji is far more interested in laughing his ass off] That's perfect, Miyabi-san! He really does look like one!

[SOB, she's going to be in so much trouble if Zoro ever finds out she said that about him. Though it seems the damage has already been done, and cannot be undone. Oh, gods, she really is sorry. I-It was just an accident...a slip of the tongue! She didn't mean to call him that rude, mean, awful nickname...

And Sanji is not helping at all.]

E-Eh...please, don't tell him I said that...

I won't. Besides, if I say it, he'll just get mad at me. [A tiny nod]

I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me anyway.

[Whoa, whoa, hey now. B| None of that talk, tiny bro. Miyabi frowns, then sighs and pushes some hair out of her face.]

Eh, it may seem that way at first...Zoro isn't the type to show his feelings. Mm, not in the way most people would expect, at least. You may not get along, but I'm sure he likes you. He decided to help you, didn't he? You're safe now because of him.

[Getting desperately lost aside. <<;]

[To all that, Sanji seems a bit skeptical.]

Well yeah, but that's just because I'm a kid. [he shrugs again] Most adults wouldn't leave two kids alone by themselves, even if they hated them.

[It's like talking to a brick wall, and Miyabi clops Sanji gently on the head with her knuckles.]

Don't speak poorly of Zoro. [Huff! Miyabi will not tolerate that kind of thinking. Even though the two butt heads as adults, they're still friends. And she knows neither one hates the other. Not the true definition of hatred, at least. They're still comrades.] He doesn't hate you. I think he's just not sure how to treat you. Zoro's a bit...uhm, w-well--...he's kind of scary at first. But I'm sure he'll take to you in time, Sanji.

Mm...you said something about cooking for me, didn't you? [Let's move the conversation towards something the kid likes.]

[The look he gives her in return pretty much screams "Bullshit", but he holds his tongue, rubbing the top of his head with a pout.

And he'll gladly swap the old topic for the new one, if it means they don't have to speak about the swordsman for a spell. He brightens a little]

Yeah! I'll make you whatever you want! I can cook anything! [er. >> Almost anything. Sorta]

Is that right? Anything?

[Miyabi giggles, happy to see his youthful zeal. He really didn't change much, at least when it came to his skill. There was so much life and energy and passion when Sanji talked about cooking. It was so pleasant an atmosphere to absorb, even in conversation. Plus, she is curious to see and compare his skills from this age to his much older self. Saying she's not expecting to to be good would be a lie, but she's pretty sure it won't compare to the years of experience age brings.]

I look forward to something delicious, then! Ah, but I should tell you, Mister Cook, I don't eat meat or fish. ...I'm pretty troublesome, aren't I?

No meat or fish... [Well, in Miyabi's defense, she is not the first he knows with such a stringent outlook on food. He shakes his head]

It's okay. Keimi-san doesn't eat meat either. And there are lots of dishes that don't need them.

[He's curious, though, and cants his head] Do you not like how it tastes?

003↠ ACTION/VOICE -- Chibi free for all

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11] - 1/3

[Forest - Age 11] -2/3

[Forest - Age 11] -3/3

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]

[Forest - Age 11]