ANAIDO

[concasse]

will shitpost here later

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[concasse]

... Well, it'd be weird of they gave you shit for it. S'not like anyone can help it.

[A huff]

But I'm not in the business of telling people my business, so keep your hands, feet, and everything else to yourself.

[wowcool]

Oh, its not the sharing emotions through touching they're nice about. People have given me a lot of support for what I'm feeling...

[He lifts up his hands as if under arrest, laughing.]

Sure thing! Nooooo touching here!

[concasse]

Ah...

[...]

So you're probably depressed like half of the camp, I assuming.

[wowcool]

Haha!

[A shake of the head.]

Not exactly. I mean, I'm sad about what's happening, but it's a lot more than that.

[concasse]

Huh...

[opening his mouth, but... then closing it with a sigh. It's not really his business, is it]

Well, I mean. There's plenty of time to reflect in this shitty camp, if you just need time to think.

[wowcool]

I think too much, chef.

[He says, after a moment.]

Some days I don't really want to think at all.

[concasse]

[oh... well, uh.

Shit.]

Gotcha.

[...]

I mean, if you want me to concuss you for a day, I can just kick you in the head.

[What a morbid way of showing support]

[wowcool]

[He waves a hand, saying no.]

Oh, Minako did that to me once back on the island and I didn't like it. I really appreciate the offer, though!

[concasse]

[Bruh that startles a laugh outta him.]

Damn, did she?

I mean, I hope she was trying to help.

[wowcool]

No, she was trying to save me from falling off of a cliff. It was an accident.

[poor minako, knocking out a grown man]

But I did get a couple of memories back from it, at least! I didn't even know my own name before that.

[concasse]

[... Anaido is always such a disaster on legs]

Oh, speaking of that... you doing better on the memory front?

[wowcool]

[tell him about it]

Well, there was a few I saw last week! But they don't make any sense. So I'm still kind of in the same boat as before.

[concasse]

Oi, but that's still progress, yeah?

If they're coming back at all, it means you can keep expecting more to follow.

[wowcool]

Haha. I don't think so.

[anaido?]

I think they're locked away for a reason.

[concasse]

[... Eyebrow knitting into a frown]

I mean, obviously I can't know one way or another, but...

[Hm]

Do you wanna unlock 'em?

[wowcool]

Two of the memories I saw with others involved me dying in two separate ways.

[He just stares levelly at Sanji, smile on his lips, but his gaze is...a little distant, like its at the end of a deep well.]

So I don't know.

[concasse]

[A pause]

Ah...

[...]

If I were you, that'd make me wanna know more.

[But that's not his call to make in the end.]

[wowcool]

I'm made to play a role, Sanji. I don't think you'd want to be me.

[And a light laugh.]

Maybe I'm just a cool immortal detective who solves crimes until the end of time! Better knowing that, then revealing I'm something else, hm?

[concasse]

It's your own choice.

[Firm on that]

If that's the role you wanna play, whose gonna tell you to suck it up and do it different?

... But if you are a detective, if you're really the type to keep plowing forward, looking for the truth...

[Eventually he's gonna plow straight into something he might not get to take back. And maybe that's the true, ugly truth of it all.]

[wowcool]

It's not about what I want, chef! Haha, there's things that one wants, and there's things which other people want. I think I'm the latter. Like a little bird in another's cage, I can only sing so much.

[He hums. How can he be so light when talking about the fact that he's somehow unable to make choices for himself.]

I'm a brilliant detective who figures out the mystery of Kaeru-kun's death. And I will use my skills to help you all solve the murders of others. My mystery is not a mystery I should solve. It's not part of my job. So that's that.

[concasse]

... Pretty fuckin defeatist of you.

[His eye narrows slightly. In irritation? In deep thought? It's hard to tell when one side of his face is constantly shadowed by his hair]

You act like the story's written for you, so there's no point in fighting back.

[wowcool]

I know. You don't think I'm irritated by that? Everyone loves to read about the adventures of brilliant detectives. But in reality, the existence of a brilliant detective is horribly cursed.

[There's one thing to acknowledge that you're trapped. It's quite another to be fine with it.]

Let me ask you something, Sanji. [He leans on the counter, resting his chin in his hand.] If you woke up the next day in a body that didn't belong to you, what would you do?

[concasse]

... Seeing as that has happened to me--

[I'm so sorry about One Piece]

Freak out, and then check the body. Figure out if I recognize it. Freak out some more.

[A shrug]

But I know that's not what you mean. Especially since I got my own body back in the end.

[wowcool]

Oh. Wait, really?

[JUST STARING AT SANJI. YOU OKAY, MAN.]

Well, of course, that's the first reaction. I'd probably freak out, too. But I guess I mean...what do you do afterwards, especially if there's no obvious way of getting your body back? Would you be happy with it eventually? Get used to it?

[concasse]

[IGNORING THAT FIRST PART, we don't talk about Sanji's canon.]

... I mean, I'd have to get used to it to a point, wouldn't I? Even if I searched for a way to find my old one, the experience of living in the new would have an effect I couldn't just... ignore.

[Folding his arms, and doing his best to take this question seriously]

For me, I wouldn't stop looking -- not unless I knew for certain I couldn't get the old body back, or I found out getting that old one back would cost more than I was willing to spend, y'know?