[Still hung in the air, Sanji leans forward and whistles at the hellish scene unleashed on the rest of the shadows, all of whom either burn or scramble to retreat through their portals. Pretty damn impressive. It's a rare day to find someone else with the same affinity to fire. This dog continues to be full of tricks, and with no clear theme the man can figure out. Hn.
Well, it doesn't matter. With their audience gone, the game's finished, and Sanji just snorts at the burn marks left by both their attacks. It's a shame how the wind echoes through the courtyard, now that there's nothing else to fill the sudden silence. He begins bouncing along the sky, marking a downward trajectory until his feet come in contact with the ground]
Not much of a workout, but... [Smirking, he slides his hands into his pockets and turns to the canine] Not bad, mutt.
[Not quite finished. There's still one matter of business left. No battle is truly completely without a victory howl. It's the tradition she's kept after every tough - or, in this case, enjoyable - battle back home, and who's here to stop her from continuing on the rules of triumph over fallen enemies? Certainly not her partner here. He seems just as impressed with her little show as she was with his. Not bad yourself, Snails, though he was right. These were small-fry. Ah well...a howl's a howl.
Cirling around herself a little as Sanji lowers, the wolf crouches, tucking her head down as she takes in a big gulp of air - enough to fill her lungs full. Snapping her head up, nose pointed to the heavens, Ammy lets loose a loud howl that echoes like a fanfare through the now empty courtyard. The clouds parts, and dazzling beams of light filter through the sky - a spotlight on the two dancers that performed so wondrously. C'mon, buddy, take a bow! This one's for you, too.]
[Sanji's two steps from walking off - to go chase after whatever errands a pirate chef is bound to - when the skin on the back of his neck suddenly warms. That he stops is not because the sun suddenly came out, or that Ammy is howling like any proper dog would.
It's the nature of that sound, the resonance. Sanji feels victory fill his eardrums and the marrow of his bones. He looks up and stares directly into the sun, struck quiet by the raw comfort of the day and how small he feels underneath it. His Observation Haki doesn't pick up a flare in power this time; that's for his own soul to sense, like finding particles of a deity dancing on rays of light.
The dog's looking at him expectantly. Sanji blinks himself out of his stupor, then grins, and tucks his body into a sweeping bow.]
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Music Event - Approx 3/14
[Still hung in the air, Sanji leans forward and whistles at the hellish scene unleashed on the rest of the shadows, all of whom either burn or scramble to retreat through their portals. Pretty damn impressive. It's a rare day to find someone else with the same affinity to fire. This dog continues to be full of tricks, and with no clear theme the man can figure out. Hn.
Well, it doesn't matter. With their audience gone, the game's finished, and Sanji just snorts at the burn marks left by both their attacks. It's a shame how the wind echoes through the courtyard, now that there's nothing else to fill the sudden silence. He begins bouncing along the sky, marking a downward trajectory until his feet come in contact with the ground]
Not much of a workout, but... [Smirking, he slides his hands into his pockets and turns to the canine] Not bad, mutt.
Music Event - Approx 3/14
Cirling around herself a little as Sanji lowers, the wolf crouches, tucking her head down as she takes in a big gulp of air - enough to fill her lungs full. Snapping her head up, nose pointed to the heavens, Ammy lets loose a loud howl that echoes like a fanfare through the now empty courtyard. The clouds parts, and dazzling beams of light filter through the sky - a spotlight on the two dancers that performed so wondrously. C'mon, buddy, take a bow! This one's for you, too.]
Music Event - Approx 3/14
It's the nature of that sound, the resonance. Sanji feels victory fill his eardrums and the marrow of his bones. He looks up and stares directly into the sun, struck quiet by the raw comfort of the day and how small he feels underneath it. His Observation Haki doesn't pick up a flare in power this time; that's for his own soul to sense, like finding particles of a deity dancing on rays of light.
The dog's looking at him expectantly. Sanji blinks himself out of his stupor, then grins, and tucks his body into a sweeping bow.]
Thank you for the dance.