concasse | 006↠ ACTION

Current Mood: drunk

Entry tags:

too lazy for witty tags

006↠ ACTION

[It's sunny. And hot. And perhaps not the best weather to take a nap in while you're unabashedly unconscious.

... Which is too bad, seeing as Sanji's passed out under a tree located at the village's edge - clothes dirty and ruffled, no doubt collecting more dirt as he rolls in his uncomfortable slumber, the crook of his arm covering his eyes.

Go on. Wake him up. Be a good Samaritan.

And hell, even if you don't, Sanji will eventually stumble upon you -- or into you, if that's your thing. Later in the day he'll be all over the village insisting he's fine, no he's not drunk so stop trying to escort him back to bed. B| He can walk it off.]

[ooc: MALLYNAP EFFECT. Touch him and your character will share a memory with Sanji. It can be a memory of his or a memory of your character's; just specify in the subject line what you prefer. |D Any memory is free game, and the scope of it is at our discretion, but keep in mind both characters will view it until the memory ends or they escape the "boundary". (Just imagine the memory as a bubble and if a character walks far enough for whatever reason, they pop it.) Also note they're still in Luceti - no teleporting anywhere. Just assume the characters are mostly slack-jawed and staring at a tree for the duration.

I also endorse all time-breaking. Tis but a flimsy wall in our way.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

... [Whoa hold the phone.]

Just a-- where the hell-- [This is not Luceti and hello Ace! Did you know this isn't Luceti? Sanji unwisely jumps to his feet and almost topples back on his ass]

[At first, Ace was going to help him up, but if he's better on the ground, then okay. Until that voice yells out and Sanji retorts to it. Sorry Sanji, but Ace is just going it here and crack up at you two. Was that his dad or something? Sounds like how Ace would react to Garp.]

Friend of yours? [Yes, he did know this wasn't Luceti, he kinda point that ou-- oooooh shit, he's just gonna try and support you here.]

Oi, you doing okay?

[He answers Ace's first question distantly, too busy staring at the scene. It's for that reason Ace gets away with supporting some of his weight; the chef won't have the mental capacity for arguing until he gets to the bottom of this.]

Ha! That geezer doesn't have friends. [Just subordinates and free labor. And by now Zeff has stormed out of the galley in his full glory, outrageously lengthy chef hat and all, and is glaring down at the defiant child who somehow managed to light his cigarette in the intermission.

"You'll destroy your taste buds, brat."]

[He can't help chuckling a bit more. He gives Sanji a bit more support in case he wants to stand or just sit up right.]

I'm sure he doesn't. [Can you tell Ace won't buy that? Sorry, he finds it bullshit.] Damn, you sure were defiant as a kid.

[Out of habit, Ace leans casually against the railing of the ship. He'll just take this for all it's worth and relax. And just bask in the hilarity of this scene.] Who was the old man, anyway?

Zeff. Head chef of the Baratie. [A brief answer; Sanji's preoccupied with glowering over the railing, a twitch to his eye. While this memory isn't particularly embarrassing or difficult to share, he's gathered a sense for what the Malnosso did to him -- and he's not all that happy with the realization]

Tch, isn't there any way to stop this? [He asks knowing full well Ace doesn't know]

The Baratie... oh! Luffy told me about that. It's the ship you worked on, right? [Huh. It feels pretty good to actually have been able to see something like this. Although... he feels like he's imposing on Sanji. After all, these are his memories, and it's not exactly a good thing to see them without permission.]

I'm not sure. This started right after I touched you. Maybe if you touch me? [He's just taking a guess here.]

[He hesitates at the suggestion without answering the friendly question, and squares his stare on Ace. Not that it isn't a good one, but it doesn't ring true to Sanji, either. Then again, like fuck if he knows the rules to this game.

The scene itself hasn't ended, though. Both child and adult are in the middle of a bicker exchange - one asserting his plans of adulthood through cigarettes while the adult looks on, unimpressed. Despite the circumstances, Sanji can't help but linger over the scene with an expression almost wistful. For a moment, he feels... old. A portion of his desire to hurry out of the memory cools and steadies.]

... Yeah, for ten years.

Edited 2012-06-11 07:31 (UTC)

[Ace watches the scene with a humored look. After all, it's not everyday you can see what your friends were like as children. But it's also just a bit awkward when you know the other party probably doesn't want you to see this. There's a silence between them for a few brief moments, Ace is just trying to find the words. It's not so much seeing a memory, but that Sanji probably has a few things on his mind. Ace will break the silence after a bit.]

No wonder you're a great chef now.

[That wins a brief, pleased smirk, though still very tired. The scene fades around the edges first as Zeff, surprisingly, leaves the child be with nothing more than a warning, and the little boy watches him depart under the cover of his bangs. He's still got that cigarette in his mouth - and once Zeff is out of range, takes his first, deep puff, cheeks concave from the effort.

His reward is nearly hacking up a lung and pulling a disgusted face. The elder Sanji clucks his tongue in amusement, and then memory ends. They're in Luceti, back in he forest, with both men leaning on a tree rather than a railing... and to be honest, Sanji almost mourns the departure, even if in the same breath he's glad his memory isn't on display]

... Right. So. [Closing his eyes briefly] No shitty bastard gets to touch me. [This'll make walking home difficult]

Edited 2012-06-11 22:49 (UTC)

[Ace quickly puts a hand over his mouth to cover the laughs as he sees the child coughing so much. Wow Sanji, that was kind of adorable. When they appear back in Luceti, Ace can't help but shoot Sanji a smile of amusement. Yeaaaah, you were so bratty and cute.]

Your balance isn't exactly the best right now. How do you expect to get home? [Yup, they were both thinking it.]

Tch. Crawl there if I gotta.

[Y E P]

[...] Do you at least want me to go get a wheelchair or something? I can push you home, at least. But I'm not giving you a piggyback ride unless you really do crawl.

[The idea of a wheelchair in particular sets a scowl on his mouth. The chef shuts his eyes and angles his head down in disdain]

Oi, I can handle it, Ace. I'm not actually gonna crawl. [Not unless it's required. And look, to prove his point, the chef starts pushing himself off the tree, relying on his own balance and strength to keep him upright. So far so good!]

[With whose crew you're on, he wouldn't doubt it if you did. And as you stand, Ace will stay nearby, defensively holding up his arms in case you happen to fall again.]

You sure you got it?

Yeah, yeah, I got it. [Starting to walk now. His pace is slow to compensate for his less than stellar energy output, but Sanji has faith in his own footing.]

[... you better not fall, Sanji, because he knows he'll grab you, He will, however, walk beside you on the way home in case you need anything. So, don't mind him.]

Okay.

[Good. Sanji relaxes once he stops perceiving Ace as hovering too close. It's about now that it really hits him - he's back. No more shitty prisons and experiments and shit he'd rather not remember. He takes a deep breath of the warm air and lets it out again, calmed by the thought]

I miss anything?

Mn... [He pauses for a bit to think. Considering he doesn't exactly know when Sanji left, that's a bit difficult.]

When did you leave?

Ha, you expect me to know? [They didn't stick a calendar in his room, that Sanji is sure of. He'll need a second to come to a rough estimate]

... Two weeks? Maybe three.

I sure as hell didn't know when you left. [Oh, only that long? he just shrugs.]

Not much, then. Just a shift. Everyone was affected in a different way. It didn't last that long, though. Maybe a week? It wasn't too horrible.

[... WAIT HOLD ON.] But be careful. Luffy... well, he was turned into a girl.

[...]

Luffy's a-- [Please stand by, all other information is deemed irrelevant because Sanji has apparently short-circuited a wire]

Edited 2012-06-16 10:49 (UTC)

[You just have your moment, Sanji. He'll just slowly nod a couple times, like he can't believe it, either.]

Yeah. A girl. With tits and everything. [He shudders at the thought.]

[Does... does he rejoice? Scream in horror? Sanji wisely shoves down his Master Theater Mode for fear of what he might see, though echoes of a girly "Sanjiiii~! I'm hungry! ♥" are quick to haunt him.]

...

So. He still wearing his normal vest? [Open... and everything? >__>]

[He gives an upset groan, and then proceeds to facepalm with a nod.]

Yeah... same one. [... wait a second.] You'd better not ogle my little brother-- sister-- Luffy's chest.

[sob THIS IS SUCH A DILEMMA FOR HIM.]

Oi, calm the hell down, I'm not gonna!

[Not on purpose. >_> Ehem, but moving on.] I'm surprised Nami-san or Robin-chan haven't taken hi-- her shopping. [And least give put those puppies in a bra]

[action] Okay I'm done

[action] pfff that was beautiful

[action] fufufu

[action] |D

[action] |D

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]

[action]