concasse | PHOENIX

[God bless this whole ass kitchen he can lounge in. It's the first place Sanji decides to explore after his own cabin (and discovering his baby tiger), and it's already a mess of bowls, pans, and ingredients. What is he making? Who knows. Right now he just wants to bask in the glory of having all this space to himself.

... Well, in theory. Since obviously this open kitchen means people are gonna wander in and out. He's a lot more amiable than he was on the bus, however, and arches his eyes in the direction of whoever joins him.]

Oi, you hungry?

[At his feet, the baby tiger rouses herself and immediately goes sniffing about this stranger's feet. She's, uh, not really afraid of humans, it seems]

[ wherever sanji is, phoenix has just popped up. like a weirdo. ]

You said you were from the castle, right?

[ no hi or hello... rude ]

[Wow, first trial sucked. Who is surprised.

Though at this point Sanji isn't so much murderous as he's just irritated and taking it out on one of his cigarettes, smoking it down like it's his only lifeline. He'll see Phoenix approach and offer a tight nod, but if the other wants to start a conversation, he's gonna have to do the beginning legwork.

Someone is still pissed]

[ later at night, when beau is resting and/or being visited by others, phoenix is in the kitchen..... cooking without burning things??? incredible. ]

[ he seems to be making pancakes. ]

I'll be quick.... well, quick enough.

[ but sanji can cook too if he doesn't mind pancake batter probably getting into his food, phoenix is still kind of messy ]

[ phoenix is hovering outside the nurse's office after akira's been taken care of, looking weirdly tired again. he winces a little, holding a hand up to his face --- then dropping it. ]

[ then glancing at sanji when he approaches. ]

Looks like your group hasn't had the best luck so far.

[By early afternoon, Sanji already knows that it's dangerous to walk outside. His memories are shooting out left and right the moment he makes eye contact with anyone; even being in the kitchen is a precarious affair.

But a cook still needs to cook, and people still need to get fed. He makes the choice to be available during certain hours, no matter how he does his best to avoid looking anyone in the face.

A pity it's proximity he needs to worry about, not just eye-contact. When Phoenix comes sliding into the kitchen, the scenery immediately reverts to a memory of a kid with his mother.

The real Sanji just watches it quietly, not even sad, but distantly bemused]

W0 || Sunday

w0, friday || friday

W0 || TRIAL DAY

W1 || Sunday

W2 || Friday

W3 || MONDAY