004↠ Action

[concasse]

[Sanji's at the bar probably with the rest of the village, holed up in a corner for a decidedly good portion of the evening/night, well after this mess. Catch him when he's depressingly sober, moderately drunk and pissed, or in the middle of destroying what's left of his kidneys.

He'll get home eventually. Somehow.]

Comments

[alabastajewel]

[Now that he's safely in bed, Vivi backs off, giving him some space. She doesn't feel right just leaving him there without first asking if there's anything else she can do, however.]

Do you need me to bring you anything? [Then, after a moment's hesitation:] Should I wake Tony-kun?

[concasse]

No.

[Fetching Chopper, while medically sound, is too much for him to handle tonight. Sanji knows he won't die; there's no need to wake the reindeer and have him tend to the chef's idiocy. Now that he has some water in his system, the most he'll have to worry about is the mother of all hangovers in the morning.]

Don't worry; I can handle it from he-- oof! [The sudden weight on his stomach nearly crosses his eyes. Of all the places for Pumpkin to jump on...]

[alabastajewel]

[Vivi gives a slight wince as Pumpkin lands on Sanji's stomach, pausing to make sure he'll recover all right. Then she nods, backing toward the door with a faint smile.] I hope you feel better tomorrow.

Goodnight, Sanji-san. [And she'll start to leave, pulling the door shut behind her.]

[concasse]

... Vivi-chan? [He calls out right before the door shuts, though half of him hopes she doesn't hear]

[alabastajewel]

[She does hear, and pauses, taking a step back into the darkened room.] Yes?

[concasse]

[It's perhaps the silliest question to ask, considering who he's talking to, but...]

Do you think less of me?

[alabastajewel]

[Her expression grows slightly pained at the question, though it's probably not noticeable in the dim light.]

No. No, of course not!

[concasse]

[Right, of course. About the answer he expected. Sanji gives her a weakened smile, nearly saying "Thank you" again for the admission, but instead goes:]

Alright. [[He's overdone the theatrics enough for one night] I'll see you in the morning.

[alabastajewel]

[Vivi nods, giving him a soft smile.] Yes. Sleep well.

[And she leaves again, the door latching behind her with a faint click.]