[November 18th] ...... :^|wildkotetsuNovember 18 2011, 13:57:49 UTC
[The next day (after this), at Seventh Heaven, Sanji will get a nice little plate delivered early-on to the kitchen when the moment's right, covered with see-through plastic wrap. And Kotetsu hopes you'll accept it, because he worked into the night making his very best. Even ran to the grocery in the dead of the night; bell peppers were important for the texture of it!
There was a nice lady in a kimono who caught him just in time and took the plate, promising that the chef'll get it. That she'll let him know 'that one guy' is sorry about ruining his mood yesterday. And that he definitely needs to let him know if he did an okay job, later, since it's all he really knows how to make.
[November 18th] KOTETSU REALLY. WHAT EVEN.odastillhatesmeNovember 18 2011, 14:12:28 UTC
[That poor lady in the kimono relays the message and delivers the food, as promised, and coincidentally is treated to the Many Faces of Sanji. Confusion -> Dawning Horror -> Irritation -> Exasperation -> All following up to a sudden burst of good humor as he laughs and shakes his head, as if he's encountered something so beyond his scope of understanding, all he can do is roll with it.
He's going to kick that idiot. Right now, in fact. He offers his workers sincere apologies as he slides out the restaurant, only sparing enough time to grab a spoon so he can taste this apologetic concoction.
... Hm. Pretty good, if slightly salty.
And none of this will show on the man's expression when he arrives at the apartment room and knocks on the door, his features schooled into flatness.]
[November 18th] you totally cook for chefs to apologize 1/2wildkotetsuNovember 18 2011, 14:18:52 UTC
[Eh-
He drops the journal and walks casually to the door, and you'd think he'd consider it'd be Sanji coming to murder see him. But no, because he was expecting someone else entirely, as shown by his rather nonchalant approach. He's looking off toward something as he opens the door.]
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There was a nice lady in a kimono who caught him just in time and took the plate, promising that the chef'll get it. That she'll let him know 'that one guy' is sorry about ruining his mood yesterday. And that he definitely needs to let him know if he did an okay job, later, since it's all he really knows how to make.
Which is all good enough for him.]
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He's going to kick that idiot. Right now, in fact. He offers his workers sincere apologies as he slides out the restaurant, only sparing enough time to grab a spoon so he can taste this apologetic concoction.
... Hm. Pretty good, if slightly salty.
And none of this will show on the man's expression when he arrives at the apartment room and knocks on the door, his features schooled into flatness.]
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He drops the journal and walks casually to the door, and you'd think he'd consider it'd be Sanji coming to murder see him. But no, because he was expecting someone else entirely, as shown by his rather nonchalant approach. He's looking off toward something as he opens the door.]
Yo, Bunn-
[turning to look and-]
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