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[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.]
... 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.]
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Kotetsu's grip on his wrist is the only thing keeping him stationary, and the older man will be able to feel the muscles tense and flex, tightened by the mad desire to keep walking and leave this shit behind. The old wound on his heart is open again, bleeding itself dry - all he wants to do is work on mending it closed with denial and disregard. It worked before. It'll work again.
He sucks in breaths through his teeth and hisses the air out of his nose. He doesn't want to remember. So--]
Let go already.
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[Said has his head sags toward the ground, but his grip on his arm is still tight. No explanation why, no attempt to talk him down or make him feel like it'll be okay.
Just a no.
In the distance a van drives across the old road, but there's so little noise around them. Some sound of trees rustling, some sound of birds chirping. Almost like Luceti, with some hazy wheat color pressing the scene.]
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[There is a very thick, very present threat in his voice, as his fingers twitch into a fist again. The background scenery barely makes an impression.
Let go.]
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[He jerks Sanji's wrist toward him, frowning.]
The last time I let someone run off like that, I regretted it, so I'm not letting you leap off like he did! We're friends! We don't leave each other in the dark!
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Then why the hell didn't I know you were dead!?
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[Blink, blink. He lets Sanji's arm go with that yank, looking confused.
In the distance, Kotetsu sits up, yawning, looking disgruntled, pulling his collar. "Moou, it's too hot to sleep out here..."]
...
Dead?
[Wait a sec-]
Is that why you were mad at me earlier?
[are you confused yet sanji]
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With measured slowness, Sanji turns around and stares down at the other, his anger retreating. His own expression is less confusion and more dawning realization]
But-- [It takes a second for his voice to work properly] I saw you...
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He casually loops his fingers around his wrist, clenching and unclenching the hand.]
No one checked my pulse.
1/?
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4/4
He's not dead.
So there is such a thing as fairness in the universe. Sanji's relief almost brings him to his knees]
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And a moment later, he pats his hand atop Sanji's head, smiling apologetically.]
Sorry... I didn't think.
But I'm definitely all here and alive. We beat the bad guys and everything.
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I should kick your shitty ass into a tree. [For scaring the shit out of him. For patting him like he's some damn child. For showing him that and shooting down those careful defenses he spent months setting up so he wouldn't have to keep thinking about what he'd lost.
He was okay with being a coward, this once.]
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At least give me a hour before you kick me into things, naa?
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a glimpse of long brown hair in his peripheral]
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Just. Right there. This close.
His hand's still hovering as he stares slack-jawed at the scene.
I remember this.
"Kaaaaede-chan, look at how cute your new shoes are~
Did mama pick those out??"
Hugs her with both arms tightly. Tomoe there, plopping down next to him.
"Well, something had to replace the ones you bought her last week..."
"Eh?! They weren't that bad-!"]
Ah...
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The little girl is his daughter, obviously. Even if Kotetsu had never shown him that picture at the orchard, his beaming, fatherly pride is enough indication. He chews briefly on the inside of his cheek before cracking a smile. Heh, as adorable as the guy insisted.
Then his smile turns wooden and uncertain at the sight of the lovely woman who's gotta be his...]
... Oi. [After the series of memories he's went through, Sanji's in no position to hold any of his emotions in check; his voice is not subtle in its concern] ... You wanna leave?
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Aaaa. This. He smiles and leans on his knees, chin in his hands.]
No—this is okay.
[Watching her pull Kaede into her lap, smiling—paler than when he'd first met her, more fragile, but the strongest person he will ever know.
Goddammit, he misses you so much.
Can't hear every single word, but he makes out enough. Something about if work was tough today, something about a vacation, something about medical bills and resting and are you feeling better today?
"Better than ever!" she'd say, and he'd shamefully doubt her, but perhaps it was for the best to.
He looks up, pointing toward the sight.]
Oi, look at that—isn't that the cutest kid? She's a good kid.
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Tch, I can't betray Xion, saying something like that! [He's a dad too, y'know. Still, he amends quickly with a grin] But I bet she is.
... [His eyes close] Your wife's beautiful.
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[Wags a finger.]
And she always complained about me and scolded me a lot about skipping class—and punched me in the stomach way too much!
[Why did she like me again?
"O-oi, I can fix my own hair!"
"That's what you think. It's a lion mane!"
"Lion doesn't go with my hero look..."]
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And you have a lot to complain about, too!
Like your bad beard!
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It's barely a beard, is what! Naa, it shouldn't even be called a beard, it's so puny!
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