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[oda_hates_me]

[There's a distinctive grunt over the journals as a very familiar chef marches through the forest, sounding tired as hell, irritated that he probably missed his captain's birthday, and slightly loopy from those drugs. Ah sedatives.]

Damn bastards, I liked that pair of shoes.Hnnn. So

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[voice] 1/2 Please tell me this doesn't work for obscene insults framed as commands D8

[threeswordsoul]

[voice]

[oda_hates_me]

[And now, because that was a damn strong request for information, Sanji finds himself answering honestly]

I think it's because you... told me to. [pause, then weakly] Idiot.

[Contemplates committing seppuku with a stick]

[voice]

[threeswordsoul]

...Yeah, that'd be a first. Very funny, moron. [Lalala, you can leave that hand up there forever. :|]

[voice]

[oda_hates_me]

[Sanji's not laughing here. Or saying anything for a moment. It's become damn clear what the shitty Malnosso did to him, and that he found out this way - through what should be another bickering session with the shithead - shakes him a lot more than he'll ever admit.

Yeah, and that hand is not gonna move until he gets a new order. 8|]

There's a first for everything, shithead.

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[threeswordsoul]

[Watching your hand just stay there, what the hell, and the look on your face.] ...Oi, what are you- ['click']

...Shit.

[voice]

[threeswordsoul]

Don't cover your eyebrow if you don't want to!

[voice]

[oda_hates_me]

[Drops it. And the hand is shoved deep into his pocket, where it will stay as long as Sanji can get away with it]

I won't, trust me. [Unless you order me to, apparently.]

[voice]

[threeswordsoul]

[A Look] That's not the point. [Not giving you the choice is just as fucked up. And that the option to choose has to be given-cursing under his breath] Fuck. You can't-[pause]-if this is what it seems like, we're all in a fucking mess.

[filter]

[oda_hates_me]

No shit, swordsman. [there's a growl under his own breath when he puts up a filter - not that it matters now. Anyone who was sticking their nose in the convo will have figured it out]

These things last a week at the least, two weeks at most. And I'm not about to hide in my damn room the entire time.

[filter]

[threeswordsoul]

No? Fine. Then you're going to have to have one of us who knows what the fuck's going on stuck to you like glue when you're not. The entire. Damn. Time.

[filter]

[oda_hates_me]

Oi, like hell I will! I don't need my crew babysitting me!

[filter]

[threeswordsoul]

Who the fuck said this was for your safety? [>_> OK it partially is, but that line won't get him anywhere and haha like he'd say it anyway.]

[filter]

[oda_hates_me]

Oh, so you all are gonna tail me for the good of this damn shithole.

My fuckin mistake! [there's merit in Zoro's argument, sadly, but Sanji's riled now.]

[filter]

[threeswordsoul]

No, you're gonna be with nakama to protect nakama from you. [Slitted eyes himself, because get the fuck over it, Sanji.]

Or do you want to risk coming home from getting groceries with orders to cut Luffy's throat? Or Nami's? [Pull punches? Zoro? NEVER.]

[filter]

[oda_hates_me]

[There's a very thick inhale - bastard, that was below the belt and then some. Sanji will be walking funny for a week.

And there's not shit he can argue against, either. Because Zoro's right. The very idea what someone could make him do coils his stomach.]

... [let's out the breath slowly]

[filter] Your new home-made icons are Gorgeous. *__*

[threeswordsoul]

[Silence on this end for a good while, too, except for a *thunk* that would be Zoro's head hitting the wall as he glares up at the ceiling and scrubs a hand through his hair. Because it's a mess, and while he doesn't regret saying that, he didn't enjoy it, either.]

...Like fuck we'd let that happen, cook. [Better learn to deal with people living in your pockets for however long this lasts, though. Not that different from normal, eh?]