[SANJI KNOWS HIS WORTH IN A BATTLE, and he gives Ogata a look of "hm, disappointing"--
Before turning back to the food that just needs to simmer]
Besides, in a place like this, not knowing how to defend yourself physically is gonna get your ass killed. Does your weapon even got any bullets in it?
[The way Ogata tenses slightly, eyes widening in muted alarm is all the answer he's giving to that question, so he's lucky Sanji isn't looking at him.]
I don't know why you think I'm going to answer that. [Running a hand over his hair, calming.]
But I don't think it matters in the long run. If a bullet to the head doesn't stop someone, being able to throw a punch is irrelevant. And I don't miss.
... You're such a pleasant shit to be around, you know that?
[Does Ogata have friends? Sanji is betting on "no"]
And sure we got 'em. You need someone who can man the cannons, but sometimes shit gets nasty when you're on land. Having a sniper at your back is useful.
I was, until recently. [Does he mean since he's been in murdergame hell for the last few weeks or before that? Unclear. He's certainly not specifying.]
I'm not sure if that's the word I'd use, but I suppose so. What people miss is the monotony. There's a lot more sitting around in the cold dirt than you'd expect. The fighting isn't non-stop. Though sometimes those lulls do more to drive men mad than the actual fighting. [HM.]
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[SANJI KNOWS HIS WORTH IN A BATTLE, and he gives Ogata a look of "hm, disappointing"--
Before turning back to the food that just needs to simmer]
Besides, in a place like this, not knowing how to defend yourself physically is gonna get your ass killed. Does your weapon even got any bullets in it?
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I don't know why you think I'm going to answer that.
[Running a hand over his hair, calming.]
But I don't think it matters in the long run. If a bullet to the head doesn't stop someone, being able to throw a punch is irrelevant. And I don't miss.
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But he doesn't, because he agrees to a certain extent: this is irrelevant for now, and more or less the chef just speaking into the wind]
Oooo... you sound confident. Wonder if you can hold a candle to my sniper, though.
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I wouldn't mind finding out. [Sounds fun.] I can't help but wonder what sort of chef has a sniper on retainer, though.
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[Glancing over his shoulder again]
I'm a pirate chef. The sniper's the crew's gunman.
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You didn't. You were preoccupied trying to justify your animal companion, I think.
[Pirate chef... that's sure a thing, huh.]
I didn't know pirates even employed snipers.
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[Does Ogata have friends? Sanji is betting on "no"]
And sure we got 'em. You need someone who can man the cannons, but sometimes shit gets nasty when you're on land. Having a sniper at your back is useful.
And Usopp is the best there is.
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[He doesn't, no.]
... I certainly can't argue with you, though. I wish more people saw the use of snipers. We might've had far fewer casualties in the war, then.
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[Giving him another glance over]
Ah, you a soldier...?
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[Does he mean since he's been in murdergame hell for the last few weeks or before that? Unclear. He's certainly not specifying.]
But it was a solid nine years, I think.
goddamn this got lost in my inbox
[Sanji read the profiles but can't recall Ogata's age off the top of his head.]
War as ugly as everyone says it is?
[Heh, as if Sanji doesn't already know, but. Still. He wants to hear an answer]
just means I get a surprise fun bonus tag bc I forget everything
I'm not sure if that's the word I'd use, but I suppose so. What people miss is the monotony. There's a lot more sitting around in the cold dirt than you'd expect. The fighting isn't non-stop. Though sometimes those lulls do more to drive men mad than the actual fighting.
[HM.]