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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]

[oda_hates_me]

[Sanji's not even gonna hide his own relief here]

Ohooooo, so they sent you back. [a wide grin]

I'm alright. Doesn't look like the shitheads did much to me.

[Voice]

[oda_hates_me]

[... Damn it, kid. Stop taking wet kitten lessons from Usopp. Sanji's smile grows soft]

If you want, you can always come over and check for yourself.

[Voice]

[oda_hates_me]

The crew's not gonna have a problem with it. So sure.

[and for an instant, his gaze grows sharp]

But enough about me for a second. How are you?

[Voice]

[oda_hates_me]

[... Now.

Now, which implies a change of state in this context.]

Good.

Someone looked at you, right? No lasting injuries?

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[oda_hates_me]

[he's going to peer at you a moment longer before seeming satisfied with what he sees.

But now, thanks to Isamu, Sanji's got another set of questions all together. His strongest filter goes up before he speaks]

Anyone of interest come into town?

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[oda_hates_me]

[Well then. Time to get to the heart of the matter]

Chiaki... [there's a very distinct lack of an honorific]

Alright, what's there to tell?

[Filtered]

[oda_hates_me]

[he takes some time to mull over the facts he and Isamu are giving him]

... How dangerous is she to you and Isamu?

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[oda_hates_me]

About the same as you. Dangerous, can't be taken lightly, and not much of a friendly lady.