[... This is the type of view you'd only get in the graveyard, Sanji guesses--
Ogata, bandaged and sutured and not bothering anyone as he assembles what Sanji can only assume to be some toy? Or a bunch of toys. Tiny little connecting pieces that build into a bigger vision. It actually looks like a good time.
... But to invite himself would mean he'd have to give away his hiding place from on top of the shelf when half the fun of this bullshit is just seeing how long it takes for Ogata to notice him.
Listen, fair is fair. Ogata got him two days ago, so now it's the chef's turn]
[He found this stuff yesterday, when he was idling around the toy section, still not fully committed to leaving his weird little hidey hole. It took him a bit to figure out what it was and how it worked.... but even if it's a childrens toy, it feels like something constructive. And he's felt like he's been simply spinning his wheels for weeks now. So the simple appeal of building something and following clear instructions.. it's appealing to him.
He doesn't even remember to constantly check his surroundings, for a while, he's that absorbed in this little task. In the magic of legos. Sanji can probably sit there and watch him for a good ten or fifteen minutes. It's only when he sits up for a moment, leaning back to take a breather, that he happens to look up. And see that he's nt alone. You know those videos where cats get startled by a cucumber? It's that level of startle response, with Ogata scrambling to his feet only to wince in pain and grab his stomach at the sudden movement.]
What are you doing!? [He's so offended to be snuck up on!!!]
[... If Sanji had a tail, it'd be flicking back and forth in amusement. For better or worse, riling up Ogata is amusing in a way that reminds him of the bullshit back on Sunny.
But the guy ain't his nakama, so he stows away a grin and sighs instead]
Calm your shit, I was curious what you were building and just let time get away from me.
Falling straight off the shelf and landing right next to Ogata, having the nerve to keep his hands in his pockets during the dive. He shoots a light, sideways glare in the other's direction]
Shithead, I was comfortable up there, I'll have you know...
W5 || Tuesday
Ogata, bandaged and sutured and not bothering anyone as he assembles what Sanji can only assume to be some toy? Or a bunch of toys. Tiny little connecting pieces that build into a bigger vision. It actually looks like a good time.
... But to invite himself would mean he'd have to give away his hiding place from on top of the shelf when half the fun of this bullshit is just seeing how long it takes for Ogata to notice him.
Listen, fair is fair. Ogata got him two days ago, so now it's the chef's turn]
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He doesn't even remember to constantly check his surroundings, for a while, he's that absorbed in this little task. In the magic of legos. Sanji can probably sit there and watch him for a good ten or fifteen minutes. It's only when he sits up for a moment, leaning back to take a breather, that he happens to look up. And see that he's nt alone. You know those videos where cats get startled by a cucumber? It's that level of startle response, with Ogata scrambling to his feet only to wince in pain and grab his stomach at the sudden movement.]
What are you doing!?
[He's so offended to be snuck up on!!!]
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[Sanji's just as bloody as Ogata, with bandages that are fast in need of replacing, but he still has the nerve to look exasperated with the reaction]
And I'm taking a break from cooking.
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It wasn't on purpose. Why does your break entail spying on me?
[LIKE WHAT ELSE COULD YOU CALL THIS.]
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But the guy ain't his nakama, so he stows away a grin and sighs instead]
Calm your shit, I was curious what you were building and just let time get away from me.
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I found it yesterday. The box says Lego. It's just some sort of model you make with plastic bricks.
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[Inclining his head a little more to get a better view]
They got any ship models down there?
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Why don't you climb down here and look for yourself?
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Falling straight off the shelf and landing right next to Ogata, having the nerve to keep his hands in his pockets during the dive. He shoots a light, sideways glare in the other's direction]
Shithead, I was comfortable up there, I'll have you know...
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I didn't make you come down. I merely suggested it.
[And another piece. This really is satisfying.]
The modern world really does have some interesting things.