001↠ Action/Voice

[odastillhatesme]

[There is something extraordinarily jarring about finding yourself in a chilled, unfamiliar forest, when two seconds ago you were under the sea, fighting off a legion of crazed fishmen. The blonde man clad in the usual New Feather's garb is none too pleased with this switch once he gathers his bearings, and he sets off in a direction that might be

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[Voice]

[boomchucka]

[So Selphie's been a little busy looking after the boyfriend since he came back the other day but when she hears this voice over the journal she can't help but squeal with delight at hearing his voice again. Yes, she knows that Sanji doesn't really like Luceti at all that much and she can't blame him there but, you were missed buster and be thankful that she doesn't want to kick you for leaving without saying goodbye.

And she really can't help the childish fit of glee at the moment. Luceti might suck but it's so much easier to get through with friends around you.]

Sanjiiiiii! It's Seeeeelphieeee~! ♥

[Voice]

[odastillhatesme]

[Aaah and she supplied a name~! That will speed this up. Sanji perks at the mention, turning his head for a fuller view, and there's answering excitement in his reply]

Selphie-chan~!! It's been so long, my blossom~!

[Voice]

[boomchucka]

You do look older than when I last saw you but it's only been a month or so.

[Voice]

[odastillhatesme]

Ah, that's right. [He forgot that detail, and gestures in apology] It's been two years on my end, you see.

[Action] - I CAN DO IT, TOO.

[chiisaichou]

[There aren't too many places Miyabi haunts regularly, so it'll be fairly easy to find her. All the more easy because of the closeness of the Straw Hat house to the cherry tree hill. She's large today (had to stock up on winter clothes), and lounging on one of the branches of the tree higher up the largest tree. One leg is lazily dangling back and forth as she looks out over the colorless land of Luceti. The pain of seeing people and places like that has dulled some, but she still...can't paint. Not well anyway. Not how she used to, and not how she wants to. A mat laid out below her shows this - a forever incomplete painting held down by weights, brushes laying in paint dishes, for hours now

[Action] omg that music is so beautiful

[odastillhatesme]

[There might not be many places Miyabi would frequent, but with Sanji's jumbled up mess of memories? She could be anywhere. He's searched for half an hour already, wandering around like a blind Zoro, until admitting temporary defeat for the sake of efficiency. He'll just have to try the journals later, after he finds a few of his other friends first

[Action] 1/2 the entire soundtrack is. |D ...all 4 CDs worth.

[chiisaichou]

[Miyabi doesn't hear Sanji approach, much like the animals earlier. Her ears aren't as good, and her attention is focused on the paper before her. She hadn't drawn anything, mind racing over what to draw, how, where to begin. She hates this. Hates it so much it hurts. Which color is blue, which is red? She can't tell anymore...and she just hates it. She had tried to draw Amaterasu earlier - the crumpled ball - and it came out messy. The colors bled into each other and were inconsistent...because she couldn't tell them apart. Other colors were simply misplaced, but the lines were good. Exquisite, even.

At first, the voice only barely registers, and she stops moving for a second. Her eyes flutter, as if she's trying to place the voice. It almost seems distant, like a faded memory...but in a snap, every comes rushing back, and Miyabi drops her brush to snap her head up and stare. She's on her feet without even thinking about it, staring. It can't be. She must be dreaming. It has to be a Malnosso trick. They'd never be so generous. It

[Action] 2/2

[chiisaichou]

San--

[Her voice breaks, shatters, before she even finishes. It's not...he couldn't really be here. Not really. It has to be a dream, or something else. Yet, Miyabi still dares to hope. She wants to believe he's really there. Here. Again. After what felt like forever...

She takes a step forward, unsure of just what she was feeling. It was a race of emotions - anger, frustration, sorrow, joy, shock, hesitation - and it made her head spin and her stomach churn right along with it. She almost felt sick, but she pressed forward. If this was real, she wanted to stay strong.

Miyabi takes another cautious step, her eyes welling up with tears. She couldn't see him, not as she should - like everything else - but if he was real. If Sanji was really there...she could care less. It was worth it, to just see him again. Another step, and another, and yet another...before she stands right in front of him, tears spilling down from her eyes.]

S-S-Sanji...? [She reaches up one hand, pauses, then touches his face gently, almost collapsing forward

[voice]

[hiken_ace]

[Oh. Well. This is definitely good/bad news. YES, ONE OF LUFFY'S NAKAMA IS BACK, THE KID WILL BE THRILLED. But damn. Why did he have to get stuck here again? Shitty Malnosso. Oh Sanji, you're rubbing off on him.

He lets out a light sigh before replying. But he does sound happy.]

Hey, Sanji. Welcome back.

[voice]

[odastillhatesme]

Yo, Ace. [The reply is after a long pause. It doesn't matter if he's leaving or Ace is arriving, after all. The chef still has to remind himself how fucked up Luceti is, taking his captain's dead brother as prisoner.]

I'd say I'm glad to be back, but... [Well, he could say it and be telling the truth, is his current problem.]

[voice]

[hiken_ace]

[What, would you rather Luffy never saw him again. Just wait til I possibly maybe somewhere in the distant future canon update him. He snerks.]

Yeah, I get it. Not exactly overjoyed to be here, huh?

Though Luffy will be when he sees you.

[voice]

[odastillhatesme]

Heh, I bet. [Hearing about Luffy puts a grin on his face]

You and the crew been keeping him out of trouble?

Your pick if you want this before or after he makes it to grocery/clothes shop!

[goldenglasses]

[Really now, Sanji. Are you surprised to spot a rather tall broom head exiting the bakery with a rather large and full looking bag in his arm? Or the fact that he's currently sniffing at a donut in his other hand.]

Oh, you beautiful cake made of honey and spiced with pumpkin! You're smelling extra, special tasty today! You seem like the perfect round piece of heaven to start with! [Chomp!]

AHHHHH! I was right! [Are those tears in his eyes?] Super tasty!

/does it after the clothing trip 8Db

[odastillhatesme]

[Spot him? You give the chef far too much credit today.

Sanji accidentally runs into the poor bastard, still caught in his Oh-God-I'm-Back-In-This-Shithole daze.]

Aah... sorry about-- [He glances up, pauses, and blinks a few times]

...

1/?

[goldenglasses]

HEY! WHY DON'T YOU WATCH WHERE YOU'RE-

2/3

[goldenglasses]

...Sanji?!

[Voice] my internet died :^| you still have more.

[wildkotetsu]

[Waaaait a second, wait a second.]

Eeh--You're 'Sanji'?

[THE MYSTERY GUY

What the heck, you really do sound like him. :|a]

[Voice] /sdhafodhfaidf

[odastillhatesme]

[...]

You need something, shithead? [He sounds less imposing than usual, thanks to that curious note in his voice. Um. Who are you and why does it feel like he's talking to himself?]

Re: [Voice] C^:

[wildkotetsu]

Oi, oi, that's not very good conduct on these journals! What if the kids're hearing you?

[SHEESH, manners! He huffs and makes a fist at the screen.]

Everyone keeps mistaking me for you!

...I didn't think you'd show up at the same time, though.

[Voice]

[odastillhatesme]

[Completely ignoring that first part, sry. And as for the second...

no1curr, dude]

Then change your voice. Problem solved.