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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.]

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Ah--wait. [Because as much as she does want something to make herself feel better after that little episode, Perona can't just ignore Sanji's condition - especially after he helped her out. He was practically on his last leg a second ago.]

You shouldn't exert yourself if you'll only collapse a second later. I don't want to have to scrape you off anything...!

[And he'd been ready to launch himself off, too. It's a sad day for Sanjis when even Perona expresses concern. In the face of it, however, he only shoots her a thumbs up, a wiggle in his step]

Aaaaahn, Perona-chwan's concern, like a beacon lighting the way in the torrent seas of my heart~! But you needn't worry~! [See? Just look at this boss twirling. Twirl twirl twirl--]

[Oh that's right we're on a roof. WELL THEN. Possibly to no one's surprise, Sanji trips right off the edge, breath catching in a choke before gravity yanks him down. Goodbye, Perona! Our time was short, but perhaps in the next life...

... Though actually, despite all odds, he somersaults in the air and lands on his feet perfectly unharmed. And then proceeds to collapse on his back.]

[ahdjchd--OHGOD THERE HE GOES. Perona scrambles to try and catch Sanji before he hits the ground, waving her arms about with a loud squawk, but...alas, he's too far gone for her to grab.

Um. H-Hopefully he's all right.]

[Peeking over the edge of the roof and--ohgod, he's on his back. He fel on his back and broke his spine and he's dead or something. There's no blood, so that's a little cheap, but still um. ...Th-This isn't her fault! He spiraled off the roof of his own accord! So...so no one can get mad at Perona for it, right? The Straw Hats won't come after her for revenge or anything, right?

...Should she dispose of the body?]

Mister cook? [ARE YOU DEAD?]

[And then, like his body is made of magic instead of fleshy bits, Sanji jumps to his feet into a pose, arms stretched out to the sky]

Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaafe!

[Oh, awesome, he's not dead and she's not going to die as a consequence. Glorious day! Hm, but how is she going to get down from here? Perona can only fly in her spirit form, so this may be tricky. Maybe if she goes feet first, slowly...

Okay, yeah, no.]

Oh, good, you're alive! Get me down.

[Sanji's first response is to wave his hands merrily, complete with hearts and promises of ladders or a moonlit path that will return her to Sanji's arms. Too bad reality is a mood-killer. >_>

Hm. How is he gonna get her down? Even if he jumped back up, there's a self-inflicted "No Touchy" rule Sanji can't ignore, especially if there's a chance a new memory might send the girl into a meltdown.

He might really have to try that ladder idea] Just a second, Perona-chan~! [Luckily, Seventh Heaven isn't far, and Sanji knows there's a retractable ladder hanging around in storage. He'll stumble over yonder and be back in a jiffy]

[Is he just...leaving her here? Really? Perona watches as Sanji nearly trips over himself a number of times as he dashes away and her head droops. Honestly...this was her supposed savior? Goodness, her vision must be impaired pretty badly. Maybe if she just tries just sliding off slowly...it couldn't be that high, could it? It looked tall, sure, but if she just slowly lowered herself, it'd be okay if she fell r-right?

...Ahaha, okay no. She's not willing to chance a broken leg or something.

But Perona does sit on the edge of the roof and wait, kicking her legs back and forth and grumbling. How annoying this all was! This cocoa better be worth all the trouble.]

[Hey, hey. He's hurrying! It won't be five minutes before he returns, proving that even when drugged to hell, superhuman abilities beat all. There's a folded ladder tucked underneath his arm, which he unfolds and sets against the building's side. Seeing as Perona isn't sitting on a skyscraper or anything, the top rung just manages to clear the bottom of Perona's dangling feet.]

Perfect~! I'll hold it steady for you, Perona-chan~!

[Oh, hey. He's back! And with a ladder, to boot! Ah, what good little servant he's turning out to be! Definitely a keeper, this one, yep. ♥ Pleased with this outcome, Perona thanks Sanji politely and slides her foot forward some, so that it touches the very top. She's a little unsteady at first, but gathers herself and grabs tight to the ladder, climbing down swiftly.]

That's better! ...Hm, you're rather handy to have around, aren't you, Mister cook? I'm starting to like you a little. [And, to prove her point, she reaches up and pats Sanji on the head like a good puppy.

...Before remembering that...she wasn't supposed to...touch him...

Oops.]

[Yay head pats!

-- Except for the part where Sanji also remembers that the whole point of the ladder was to avoid something like this.

... Shit.]

[Perona immediately shuts her eyes and holds her ears, but not quick enough to hear a very young, very high pitched voice squeal with delight. She freezes, then opens her eyes wide with surprise. But, that's...how could it be--

"Bearsy! Bearsy, it's my teddy, Bearsy! He's really real now! Thank you, Hogback-san, thank you! Bearsy, say hi! Say hi! I'm Perona, I'm going to be your master now, so you have to listen and do everything I say!"

The scenery that forms around them is probably one Sanji will remember - the cold, dark, stony halls of Thriller Bark's castle; Hogback's workshop where he creates his zombies. And, accompanying him are Moria himself, lazing in the back with a very bored expression, and a much younger version of Perona. She's bouncing on her heels while holding the big, plush paws of her newly made zombie bear. The older girl, puts her hands to her mouth, stunned by what she's seeing. It's...when she first met him.

"Y-Yes, Perona..."

"Aaah! No, no, no! First, it's Perona-sama now! I'm your master, so you have to treat me really special! And...your voice is ugly! I don't like it! Don't speak with that ugly, uncute voice!"

"All ri--"

"Nooo! Be quiet, be quiet! That yucky, voice! I don't like it, I don't like it! You're not cute when you talk!"]

Buh...B-Bearsy... [Perona splutters, and laughs, her giggles mingling with tiny sobs.] My B-Bearsy! I remember now, that's when I got him! He was so cute...but he spoke so badly! I-I hated it--that terrible voice! H-Horo...horohoro--! He was so plump, and squishy! Just like my teddy!

[What she wouldn't give now, to hear that terrible voice right now.]

[Ah, Thriller Bark - not a place Sanji misses. Moria in particular he treats to a visible sneer, though he figures his presence is more than welcome after Perona's last memory. There are no scientists to be found, and so he begins to relax a fraction.

A squeak from the younger Perona catches his attention, and when he turns, he is treated to the sight of the girl embracing what has got to be the ugliest bear he's even laid eyes on. A real patch-job, that one, and even Sanji finds himself questioning Perona's sense of taste. Both versions of her look delighted beyond belief.

... But that's not a bad thing, now is it? He slants a discreet look in her direction, smiling faintly. Maybe there is some justice in this hellhole, if she gets to see her pet again.]

You're really fond of him, aren't you?

[The older of the two girls is indeed watching the memory play out, rubbing at the corners of her eyes with a smile on her face. It's a pleasant memory for her indeed, though bittersweet now. Her dear servant, her very first one and her most faithful, would never be brought back to her, even if she were to return home. He was gone for good, and getting him back just as he used to be...it'd be impossible.

But she can enjoy the happiness she felt when she met him for the first time, and how she felt. A friend, the first of many friends and servants...she'd treasure that for a long, long time.]

Mm, he was my first servant - and he was made specially for me by Hogback-san. I had a teddy that looked like him...and he became the leader of my animal zombies. My first and very favorite one. [Sigh...she misses him so much.]

[Perona's apparent joy would usually be enough to keep the chef satisfied, but eventually his smile loses some of its shine as he faces the scene again. The idea of Hogback providing Perona one of her most cherished friends is a difficult concept for the chef to marry, as is the idea of them being one big happy family, not unlike his own crew. He admits, he'd been quick to slap the villain label on all of them - even this girl he's rather fond of, though in her case he'd been just as quick to not care about her allegiances.

It just makes for an odd viewing. Sanji liked being comfortable in his distant hatred for all of them.]

Is there a reason you joined Moria's crew, Perona-chan?

[That's a pretty personal question, and Perona looks back at Sanji with uncertainty. It's not like it's any kind of huge secret, but this is essentially telling her story to an enemy of sorts. Sure, he's the the most agreeable of the Straw Hats, but...still a Straw Hat. Perona chews her lip, twiddles her fingers, then just exhales. Might as well just tell him.]

Moria-sama said he liked my skill, and said I could be very useful to him if I joined his crew. I didn't have anything else at the time, and I thought it'd be fun! A royal Shichibukai liked me, and he promised I'd get gold and riches and all kinds of things I wanted...so I agreed to go. Besides, I needed protection, and who better than one of the royal Shichibukai? I'd be safe from the Marines and pirates alike. It was the best option for me. I thought it'd be a lot of fun to be a pirate, and it was! I had everything I ever wanted!

...Until you all showed up and ruined everything. [Huff.]

[... Yeaaah, in retrospect, he should've expected that type of answer, as well as that follow-up. Pinned by that expression, Sanji holds up his hands as if in surrender.

And pointedly doesn't apologize.]

A-ah, I see! [There is no way to say anything without shoving his foot in his mouth, is there? Still, he attempts to smooth down the suddenly charged atmosphere.] Well, Perona-chan certainly is powerful~!

[Good save, chef. Perona lifts her head with a smug quirk of her lips, and an airy chuckle. Yes, yes, she knows how strong she is - she easily took down the lot of you before Usopp showed up and taught her a lesson (which she will never forget, mind you. B\) and she's still proud of that fact.]

Hm-hm...I like you, Mr. Cook. You're much better and nicer than everyone else in your crew. They don't treat me anything like they should. [For good reasons, but whatever.] It's so mean how they act...so you're my favorite!

[It probably should bother him how cozy he's getting with an enemy of the crew, but then, Sanji knows this girl's future. She isn't destined to remain an enemy forever, and the fact that she will oh-so-graciously take charge over one of their dumbest members does count for a lot.

And besides, Sanji's allowed his own opinions so long as his crew isn't in danger. Meaning...]

Aaaahn, I get to be Perona-chan's favorite?! An honor I could only dream of~!

[It should bother Perona as well, considering how much the Straw hats took away from her, despite her extremely biased mindset, but...well she's a little bit desperate. For companionship as well as the level of pampering she got back home. Add to that how much she owes to these people, and they fact that she can't do anything to them without starting a war in Luceti, and it's just in her better interests to stay away or make amends. ...Or at least bug the hell out of them from time to time.]

Aye, my favorite. ...If you're feeling well, I want to leave. You still owe me my cocoa!

Yes ma'am~! Right this way~! [After all the excitement today, a glass of cocoa sounds like a damn good idea for the both of them. It's a rare occasion when he indulges in a beverage so unapologetically sweet, but he's worked up a thirst for it. Added to the fact that he's in a better mood, and it translates into Sanji merrily leading them for the restaurant]

[Following along, Perona gives Sanji a wide berth, despite his occasional wobbling and swaying. In the back of her mind, Perona's highly neglected conscience says to just try and support the poor man - maybe just gripping his clothes or that tie or something - but as usual...it goes ignored. He can scrape himself off the ground, she's not risking a scary or bad memory while he's in this state.

So away she goes, being careful to stay out of his way in every possible direction. She's just hoping the restaurant is close by.]

[Lucky them, it's practically across the street. Sanji steps through the doors and holds it open for Perona, still the picture of a proper gentleman despite his less than creditable balance. He doesn't seem all that worried, though, probably attested to the fact he rarely falls flat on his ass, even when drunk.]

Is there a special type of cocoa you prefer? [He rattles off a list of possibilities as he leads her to her seat] Peppermint? Butterscotch? Caramel? Just name it and it will be yours~!

[Oh, good, she didn't have to touch him after all. Taking a seat once they're inside, Perona actually lifts her head at the list of different flavors, choices, she has. My...god. This is entirely the reason she comes here all the time - her expectations are always blown right out of the water. Here she was thinking she'd just get a plain cup of chocolate cocoa fit to her specifications, but this is something else. The cook is definitely her favorite.]

Aah...how can I choose?! [Yet, in a fraction of a second--] Butterscotch, please, Mr. Cook. ♥ With whipped cream!

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[Action] 8D glad to oblige THOUGH THIS MADE ME LAUGH, TOO

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