[at first it's just voice, the start of a word followed by a hiss and the clatter of the comm being dropped. Faint, distant cursing, then it clicks off briefly. A few minutes later...]

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[he's set it up so anyone can see his well-stocked kitchen in the background. Sanji himself has his sleeves rolled up, though he doesn't appear to be cooking at the moment ( Read more... )

[the comm is set up to take a shot of the expanse of a dining table. Also Sanji's waist as he walks past a few times - check out that. Um. Chain on his belt. Yeah. That. No, now there's something else: bottles are being set on the table, one after the other. A short bottle of frosted glass with Japanese writing on the label, then a very typical- ( Read more... )

[Sanji's looking pretty beat up, no coat, shirt shredded, blood on his face, but he's still standing. Only the cigarette in his mouth is remotely clean ( Read more... )

What do you say to someone who shows up here even though you know they're dead back home?

[abrupt question is abrupt, sorry]

'How's it going?' seems like an asshole-ish question in that situation. But you have to say something, it's only polite. Especially if they're going to be hanging around for who knows how long in this place. Eh, not that it ( Read more... )

Phew! Damn rain slowing me down right in the last hundred miles.

[have a Sanji! Walking, though, and briskly. That means he's on land. He has the comm in one hand to address it while he walks, the other is carrying a stuffed bag over his shoulder that faintly clinks now and then]I promised a lot of people I would let them know when I got back, and ( Read more... )

[so he's got a small cut on his jaw and blood on his shoulder, but Sanji's all business as he addresses his comm. He's on the deck of his ship but it's anchored alongside a much much larger yacht that appears unmanned. In his other hand? A Cyber Key fragment ( Read more... )

Is it finally...? There!

[zoom out on a slightly ruffled and very casually-dressed Sanji. Like, t-shirt and board shorts casual]

Ah, sorry I didn't say anything sooner, but I had a hell of a time getting a signal out this morning. I just wanted to let certain very important~ people know that I'm safe. As is the Dream of Blue, she came through ( Read more... )

[no, not the ship - his apartment in the MAC. It's unusually clean - cleaner than it's been since probably November. Only the hole in the wall visible over his left shoulder exists as any indication anyone else ever lived there ( Read more... )

[see Sanji sit on a curb, soaking wet from the rain he's been under for the last, oh, hour. His cigarette just sort of hangs out of his lips, no longer lit, and his grocery bag got wet and busted and now there's groceries all over the sidewalk. It's like a drunk post only not, thanks to the Brides and their fog of misery ( Read more... )