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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.]

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[She's not attacking.

That makes him more nervous, to be honest. With a cool head it'd be easier to discern the reason, but in his present state... Well. Sanji busies himself by keeping his breathing even, his heart beat controlled, continuing to stand still as a grave.

He can't stay like this forever, though. Eventually it dawns that if Vivi makes the first move, she already has the advantage with a reach that long. He's better off served trying to force her hand some way.

Alright. Stay calm. One more deep breath. His eyelids slide to half-mast, briefly, like the breath before a gunshot, and then they shoot open the moment his weight shifts forward into a run. He doesn't aim for her directly; rather, he adjusts his course for more a side-swipe.]

[Sanji takes so long to act, that Vivi is close to rushing him herself when he finally makes his move. When he charges, she's ready, though she'd expected a more head-on attack.]

[He's fast. No surprise there either, despite his youth. This is the first time she's been on this side of things, though, and for a moment she wonders if she's still in over her head.]

[Well. Nothing to do but try her best. Vivi pivots to keep him in her sight as he angles around. Watching his feet carefully to get the timing right, she throws out one Slasher, meaning to wrap it around an ankle and trip him up.]

[As Sanji's never seen the woman fight before, her attack is pragmatic without being obvious, and it catches his ankle with no real difficulty, right at the moment he's about to swing out with his foot. It's what he feared - for a martial artist who refuses to use his hands, her weapon of choice is pretty damn effective.

Which means it's time to improvise. When she pulls, Sanji forces his weight to the side so he won't land on his back, and uses his arms as springs to keep his momentum intact. The free leg swings out for her ankles, blatantly mimicking her earlier attack.

Spar or not, he's not going to willingly land a blow. Disabling her will be enough.]

[Vivi's almost surprised when her throw connects as planned, even more so when Sanji topples. She jumps back immediately to put more distance between them, narrowly avoiding his leg sweep, and gives her Slasher line a snap to unwrap it from his ankle and pull it back. Under normal circumstances, she'd attack again now, while he was still down, but she doesn't want to cut him with her blades. She wishes belatedly she'd thought to wrap them beforehand to blunt them; she won't be able to fight at her best while taking care not to slice him.]

[Still, that first attack of his has Vivi feeling more confident than before. Whether the result of inexperience on his part, him taking similar care not to hurt her, or a combination of the two, it had been fairly sloppy. She readies her Peacock Slashers again, spinning them a bit faster, and backs up a few more steps, a smug smile quirking her lips. Hey, he's young, maybe she can psyche him out.]

[Her eyes are trained on him, and the moment he makes a move to get up, she'll throw another attack--this one not intended to connect so much as force him back and put him further off balance.]

[Yeah, that had been embarrassingly sloppy. Sanji can practically hear Zeff barking at him in disgust. And her smirk -- Vivi or not, that's a burn to his pride, and the boy's cheeks burn. It's a battle enough keeping the urge to win in check.

He hasn't taken his eyes off her, either, at least. It's no feat seeing the next oncoming attack. Not knowing its intended purpose, Sanji reacts as he would've from the start, and quickly rolls backwards rather than try to continue standing. Shit, he hopes those things can't change their intended trajectory once thrown.

He'll make another attempt to stand, as quickly as possible, before she flings something else his way]

[She'll allow Sanji to get to his feet, but at the first sign of movement, she makes a big show of throwing a Slasher out into his path--if it connects he'll be cut, but she's counting on him to dodge this one, too. With her left hand, she throws a second, more subtle attack, intended to snag his ankle again. She hopes he'll be too preoccupied by the first attack to notice the second until it's too late.]

[While still mentally off-balance, by now Sanji realizes he needs to change his game plan if he wants to land a hit (wait, idiot, no--). So despite all protests, once he's righted on his feet and facing her, he doesn't move. With the momentum of battle pulling them into action, he suspects she'll show her cards before she can realize he's waiting for a hint.

And he gets lucky - marginally so. He notes the follow-up attack without knowing how to react besides dodge quickly and avoid his leg getting ensnared, skittering off to the left, but he's no closer to her and that's the problem.

Time to throw caution to the wind a little. He charges at her once her last attack fails, directly this time, hoping his new familiarity with her attack-style will get him closer]

[Really, Vivi's rather limited in the kind of attacks she'll use on him, not wanting to cut him at all if she can help it. It makes countering a direct attack like this more difficult, especially since he seems to have picked up on her ankle-snagging trick. Time to change things up a bit. She stands her ground, not retreating as he rushes toward her.]

[The timing of this will be tricky; in fact, she's not sure she'll be able to pull it off, despite Sanji's inexperience. He's still fast.]

[Shortening the length of their wires, she keeps her Peacock Slashers spinning in tight circles, and once he's in the proper range, begins to throw another attack at his ankles--or at least that's what it looks like at first. In actuality, it's just a feint to draw his attention and perhaps unbalance him a little. Once he gets closer is when she intends to really act.]

[Oh no you don't; he's too used to the ankle attack to put much stock in it, though he definitely dodges by throwing himself on his hands - a trick he learned fighting Zoro, actually. His forward momentum pulls him into a handstand, and will send him into a flip landing on his feet, closer to Vivi --

Though if she chooses to attack while he's still on his hands and vulnerable to attack, then he's shit out of luck.]

[...well. That wasn't quite the reaction she'd been expecting, but Vivi can roll with it. In fact, this may actually be a better opportunity.]

[While Sanji goes into his handstand, she throws out another blade, putting enough spin into it and redirecting it with a wrist flick so that it wraps itself neatly around both of his legs several times. She gives the line a sharp tug as he begins to flip forward, tightening the wires around him and hopefully throwing his landing off balance.]

[... Yeah. That backfired.

His landing is completely screwed over thanks to that maneuver - not that it would've made much of a difference had he landed on his feet. He can't move them, is the important part. And so when Vivi tightens the line, Sanji's legs snap together and he falls flat on his back with a pained grunt.

/defeated]

[Well. That definitely worked better than her initial plan would've. Vivi approaches him carefully, not sure if he's still planning to fight. He doesn't seem to be moving, at least for now. She's not worried he's hurt though, except maybe his pride. Still, she stays just out of his reach in case he's planning a counter-attack.]

Sanji-san..?

[A counter-attack did cross his mind - maybe if she were a boy, he'd leap into action. Seeing as she is definitely female, however, means he only angles his head so he can see her, a stern pout that he'll later deny in place.

This is war.]

Best 2 out of 3.

All right! Hold on just a minute... [She drops to her knees beside him and loosens the cord of her Slasher--in the process of flipping over, he'd managed to tangle it enough that she can't just pull it free. Once his legs are loose, she stands and offers him a hand up.]

[Aaaah, freedom. He gives his legs a brief, grateful look before eyeing the hand Vivi's extended. After a moment, he takes it.

It's a lesson in humility, if nothing else, though he still looks plenty sullen about losing. He's only used to Zeff running his pride into the ground]

... Good match. [But hey, he can make an effort to be a gracious loser]

Yes, it was! [She says it with an easy smile. Sanji's expression is hard to miss, and it takes some willpower not to giggle at the petulance there, but she manages. Really, she'll have to come up with some different tactics if she wants to win against him again, she thinks. Not using her actual blades against him is quite a handicap, and he seems to adapt quickly.]

Ready to go again?

[He nods, already easing back a respectable distance so he isn't allowed a clear advantage. That petulance aside, now that he is a better idea on how Vivi attacks, he feels a bit more prepared in formulating a strategy.

How successful he will be remains to be seen, but for now, he switches his stance into defense, waiting for Vivi to bring out her slashers once more]

[As Sanji falls into his defensive stance, Vivi begins to spin her Peacock Slashers, but this time there's only a moment's hesitation between that and a leap into further action. Last time she played it defensively; maybe an abrupt switch to offense will put him off balance, even if only for a short time. Blades singing through the air, she rushes him.]

[Jesus H. Christ, she's gone mad, run for the hills--

Except not really, even if Sanji's first instinct is to duck and dodge and just get the hell out of the way. It's an instinct he suppresses, however; subtle tactics are his weak-point at this stage in his training, but facing straight-up offensive?

No way he can back down from that.

He rushes at her, matching her stride, always keeping a wary eye on the slashers but showing no signs of changing course.

He's waiting for her next move]

[Looks like he's calling her bluff. Well, half-bluff. Vivi won't attack as directly as she would if this were a real fight, but she acts quickly, before he can further close the distance between them. She throws her right blade, bringing it down in an angled slashing motion, and follows quickly with the left, at a different angle.]

[He'd been waiting for her to attack; the first slash he avoids easily by diving over it, using the angled nature to his advantage, and the follow-up only requires timing the direction of his next jump.

He's feeling pretty proud of his accomplishment when he lands without a scratch... save for the fact he'd been forced to slow down - not halted, as he's still coming for her, but she certainly broke through a large part of his momentum.]

[He'd avoided her blades with more ease than she was expecting, and she won't have time to pull them in and attack again before he's upon her. Even trying to snag him with the recoil is no good this time; the angle of her throws will be too much to compensate for.]

[Nothing to do but lower her stance and rush the remaining distance to him, hoping to slam a shoulder into his torso--if nothing else, maybe she can knock the wind out of him with the force of her momentum.]

[In the back of his mind, he has to give this girl some props for still coming at him... but...

You can kick her, y'know.

Yes, he could. Seeing as he's more at home with close-combat and she's currently without her slashers, if there was ever a moment to strike back, now is it. Side-step. Follow up with a back-sweep at her back. Use that momentum against her. The voice belongs not to him, but to that gruff old bastard, as if he were watching the proceedings with a critical eye. And Sanji knows that voice is right; if all went according to plan, she'd go flying into the sand. This victory would be his.

Yeah, that's what he'll do. He'll just... he'll... He--

He doesn't want to.

Sanji freezes up at the last second, in the moment when he should be side-stepping out of the way before Vivi can pummel her shoulder into his stomach. Ironically, that he steels himself out of stress keeps him from being knocked back too far, but he drops to one knee and makes no move to shield himself, or pursue her.

And that makes him all the more ashamed of himself right now.]

[Vivi's pleased her tactic seems to have worked, and as soon as she's connected she whirls to the side, using what's left of her momentum to roll herself around his body so she ends up behind him, facing him. Still acting automatically, she already has a loop of wire around his neck and Slasher blade pressed lightly under his jaw before she realizes he hadn't seemed to be trying to avoid it at all.]

[She flicks the blade away instantly, loosening the wire around his neck. A little worried now.] Sanji-san?

[A very shrill, very unhappy voice in his head wishes Vivi would just put him out of his misery and strangle him, it'd be a better alternative than having to explain what the hell is wrong with him. He visibly flinches at the sound of her voice, refusing to turn, but he musters up the courage for an apology he feels he owes]

I'm sorry, Vivi-san! I-- [The explanation catches in his throat, earning a growl of discontent and frustration and shame. That, more than anything - the naked shame of feeling like he's about to do something inconceivably horrid, that he should throw himself into the ocean and drown - tenses his muscles until he shoulders scrunch up around his ears.] I'm really sorry.

[He's letting her down and hates himself for it]

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