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

[Action]

[wildkotetsu]

Nope! I'm telling every person I run into that Sanji the chef beats up his workers!

[Action]

[concasse]

... Workers, you say?

So that means you're officially employed by me now.

[Action]

[wildkotetsu]

[S-sputter--]

Iiii mean--

Volunteer. Part time... volunteer.

[YEAH.]

[Action]

[concasse]

[Super Special Technique: Selective Hearing]

Part time? Alright.

I expect you in work tomorrow, volunteer.

[Action]

[wildkotetsu]

[CRIES]

O-OI, isn't the point of volunteer for them to offer their services?

[Action]

[concasse]

You already did. That's about what everyone does in this shitty place.

[Action] 1/2

[wildkotetsu]

... That's true...

[Trapped like a rat. ಠ_ಠ]

[Action]

[wildkotetsu]

[...grin |D]

Does this mean I can volunteer for cooking, too?

[Action]

[concasse]

The only thing I trust you to cook is fried rice -- with supervision.

[Action]

[wildkotetsu]

... Really? You mean it?

[Forgive my incredulity, but. Yeah. You just said that. :U]

[Action]

[concasse]

... [Blink]

Did I say something weird?

[Action]

[wildkotetsu]

[He just smiles happily and looks off toward their destination. It's like a dog who got a doggy treat, man.]

Maaa, nothing, Nothing~

[:') Friend Rice Master in no time...]

[Action]

[concasse]

[Sanji barely has the energy to look quizzical. Remind him to regret whatever he said later, when he's in a mind to remember it. Until then, just get him home. -_-]

Re: [Action]

[wildkotetsu]

[When he finally gets to Sanji's, he looks worriedly at the other.]

Your room is downstairs, right? I'd feel a lot better making sure there's nothin' for you to break your legs falling down.

[Action]

[concasse]

M'not about to trip over my own foo--feet.

Crew would kill me.






... And yeah, room's on the bottom. [His tone sharpens] You're not invited inside.

[Action]

[wildkotetsu]

Well, I figured that much, with how grumpy you are half the time.

[Hmph. Pardon him while he lets you go. You're good now, right?]

[Action]

[concasse]

["Good" being a relative word, yes. Sanji stumbles without falling, until he can right himself and walk on his own.]

[Action]

[wildkotetsu]

[A pause, as he watches the other stumbling. He puts his hands in his pockets.]

... Oi, Sanji. I'll see you tomorrow at the kitchen.

[Another pause.]

Hang in there.

[Action]

[concasse]

Tomorrow? [Having already forgotten twisting Kotetsu into his part-time employee, Sanji's curiosity makes him turn. The blank expression needs a while to melt.

Then he just looks... sad. Worn thin. Ashamed.

And very sorry you of all people got to see this.]

... Yeah. [Unlike other moments, the rawness doesn't vanish in an instant. It's still there when Sanji turns back for his house, and it will be there waiting for him every day, no matter how cleanly he hides it from here on out. He rests his hand on the cold knob before turning it open, one word muddled under his breath]

Tomorrow.