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007↠ ACTION/VOICE (Forward-dated to tomorrow morning)
... Oi. Any of you New Feathers interested in cooking?
[This rather straight and subdued question comes from someone who hasn't looked at his journal in what feels like a long, long time, let alone felt the desire or necessity to make a public statement. And he knows it. The fact alone almost makes him break off before he finishes.]
I'm still down a few cooks at Seventh Heaven, so I'd appreciate any shitty help about now.
[But there, he's finished. After a moment's thought, he closes the journal and heads out for the day - to Seventh Heaven, of course, but only for a few hours, and then perhaps a walk later since it suits his fancy. There's plenty of thinking to be had no matter where he goes. And the entire time outdoors, he reminds himself that it's been chilly for a few weeks now, this isn't anything new.
He just... missed it happening.
The item shop, the clothing store, the forest, the bar... it doesn't really matter to him where he ends up. He's spent more than enough time to himself in the house, avoiding friend and acquaintance alike. Today will be spent remembering what feeling normal is like, and he's okay with searching a little to find out.]
[This rather straight and subdued question comes from someone who hasn't looked at his journal in what feels like a long, long time, let alone felt the desire or necessity to make a public statement. And he knows it. The fact alone almost makes him break off before he finishes.]
I'm still down a few cooks at Seventh Heaven, so I'd appreciate any shitty help about now.
[But there, he's finished. After a moment's thought, he closes the journal and heads out for the day - to Seventh Heaven, of course, but only for a few hours, and then perhaps a walk later since it suits his fancy. There's plenty of thinking to be had no matter where he goes. And the entire time outdoors, he reminds himself that it's been chilly for a few weeks now, this isn't anything new.
He just... missed it happening.
The item shop, the clothing store, the forest, the bar... it doesn't really matter to him where he ends up. He's spent more than enough time to himself in the house, avoiding friend and acquaintance alike. Today will be spent remembering what feeling normal is like, and he's okay with searching a little to find out.]
[Action]
[Yes, because tiny toasted morsels he cut into bat shapes is not at all fancy. He also prepared two types of sandwiches - one favoring a more vegetarian outlook, filed with various fresh veggies and also a sauce for dipping, and then a few with added ham and roast beef. Additionally he tried his hand at a rich onion soup, and the final follow-up consists of a slice of vanilla pudding cake.
The food might be "simple" at heart, but it will no doubt taste delicious.]
I wasn't sure what you were in the mood for-- oh! And would you like tea with your meal, Perona-chan? Or perhaps coffee? [How easy he falls back into step despite this being her apartment, and the suggestion flies out of his mouth with habit as its guide.]
[Action]
And maybe it's because she's distracted by the food in front of her, or that she's just gotten used to Sanji waiting on her, but she gives in to his habits this time. You've got free reign, Sanji, Perona's too happy right now to butt in.]
Tea, please. I don't think I'll be able to eat all this and a rich drink like that in one sitting... [Hell, she's barely sure she can eat even half of what he made in one go. 8| You really do spoil her, man.] Eeeh, this smells so good! How did you keep it hot all this time? Didn't you walk far?