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[oda_hates_me]

[Nami's back. The shitface has been chased away. A semblance of peace has returned to House 6.

And it's because of this that Sanji takes off once he's made dinner. Because he's realized, to his horror, that he's still not happy. Seeing Nami's condition only furthered the turmoil he's kept a tight lid on, didn't lessen the edge much. It's going to

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[flicker_flash]

[She hears him coming long before she sees him, actually. It's not just the angry way he's stalking through the forest, it's the sound that accompanies him that makes her wrinkle her nose and shake her head a little.

Either way, as Sanji is stalking up the side of the river, he may catch sight of this little girl's face lifting from her flopdown on the grass to watch him curiously. New Feather dress and all, though she seems kind of at home in the grass.]

Are you lost?

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[oda_hates_me]

[bad mood or not, Sanji's not going to ignore a child, especially a New Feather. His face immediately softens into one of concern]

Not at all, Miss~! I spend more time in the forest than I do at my home.

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[flicker_flash]

Really? So do I. It's much nicer out here. Warmer, too. [She says, in the rain.] Are you an angel?

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[oda_hates_me]

[... Ticks up an eyebrow, but only nods in quiet agreement] It's pretty warm for this time of year. I'm glad the young Miss didn't get caught here during winter.

Angel? [fffff] Ah, you mean the wings?

Everyone's got 'em. [nods at her] Check your back.

[foodovermystery]

[She doesn't want to say anything after their last conversation, especially considering his mood. But she can't stop herself.]

Don't do anything reckless, Sanji-san.

[oda_hates_me]

[assuming they've run into each other, Sanji at least takes the time to pause and smile at her, even when his insides hurt.

... So it's back to "san", huh? He's not surprised - should've expected that]

Of course, Yako-chwaaaaan~!

... Or would you prefer Yako-san?

[foodovermystery]

[Since when has her suffix had a "w" added in the first place? And Yako wouldn't be Yako if she didn't see right
through him.]

It doesn't matter. You can call me whatever you want. I'm sure you have a system based on how well you know all the girls.

[oda_hates_me]

[honestly... he needs to think about what he wants to call her now, too. But he hastily discards that line of thought]

A system? [his mouth sets into a smile] No, there's no system here.

[superior_genes]

[As he makes his way toward the mountains, Sanji might encounter an odd sight. Something wearing a cloak of patchwork materials enshrouding him from head to toe, all six feet of him, will also be making its way out toward the mountains.]

[oda_hates_me]

[Sanji just watches the figure every now and then, wary but not suspicious. It's Luceti, after all, and he's seen stranger things.

It won't deter his progress. He takes the path he wants to go, even if it means coming damn close to his impromptu companion.]

[superior_genes]

[Mewtwo, however, does not like being followed. Even if Sanji doesn't mean to be following him. As such, his route will become decidedly more straight. Instead of moving around the trees, the trees will be moving around him. Uprooting and toppling over in an attempt to hinder Sanji's path. All this without Mewtwo even deigning to glance in Sanji's direction.]

[oda_hates_me]

[Alright, trees uprooting in front of him is proving to be a major pain in the ass. Sanji finds himself having to do some fancy footwork to avoid them, from dodging side-to-side to out-right jumping the large trunks.]

Oi! Shithead! [Another tree cleared, and Sanji tosses a mean glare at the other] If you've got a problem with me, don't take it out on the fuckin forest.

[causeblocked]

[For as selfish a person as Isamu can be at times, there's a certain sense of self-preservation that he seems to just lack. Sanji's voice is recognizable to him, and after catching sight of him talking to someone else in town, he decides to follow him (at a distance) off to wherever it is he's going - if only for the sake of his own curiosity. He'd already blathered plenty to the man the other day, so he was at least allowed to find out a little but about this friend of Naoki's, right?

Right.]

[oda_hates_me]

[Lucky for Isamu, Sanji's senses aren't focused on picking up any stranglers. His conversation with Yako has left him feeling raw again; the only thought in his mind is to get to the mountains, and get there quickly. A tiny part of his suffocating emotions is already unraveling, evidenced enough by how he'll sharply kick large rocks out of his way, fast enough to easily kill a normal human.

His movements are quick, precise - Sanji's lived his entire life out on the sea, but months in Luceti has adapted his grace to the way of forest. Isamu better keep up or he'll be left behind.]

[causeblocked]

[Naoki couldn't just have normal friends, could he? Of course not. That would be too simple. It was probably a good thing he was a far back as he was, since he didn't relish the idea of being hit by a stray boulder. He supposed if he lost sight of the man he could always follow the trail of destruction he was leaving behind.

Perhaps following him wasn't the best of ideas, especially seeing how far away from two he was headed. Still, he found himself picking up his pace in order to keep him within his sights regardless.

...Though he still wasn't in the best of shape for this, and a loose rock on a downhill slope sent him tumbling without coordination enough to regain his balance until he was at the bottom of the hill - cursing loudly the entire way down.]

[oda_hates_me]

[... Hn. Well, he hears that.

He stops in his tracks and turns sharply around towards the source of the noise. Some shithead following him? Well, he doesn't know that for sure, and is willing to hold judgment until he finds out who took a tumble down the slope.

Suffice to say, he's not expecting to find the person he does. And he spears the other with a hard stare]

-- Isamu, wasn't it?

[Voice]

[skulljokelol]

[Brook was kinda hoping you'd be in a better mood once they got Nami back, but going by how you were acting around dinner and the fact that he can't find you around the house now... he guesses that isn't the case.]

[Well then. He'll just help himself to the gallon of milk while you're out and take a seat at the table with his journal. Healing takes foreeeeever here. Even with milk.]

Dinner was excellent as always. You left before I had the chance to thank you for it.

[Voice]

[oda_hates_me]

[Sanji took his journal with him - he's not so selfish as to completely cut off communication when his crew might need him - but he doesn't answer right away, either. Thus he's halfway through the forest by the time he browses around, crunching through the dead wood and natural debris decorating the forest floor.]

Of course it was good - like I'd feed you idiots anything else. [it comes out rather halfhearted. Sanji's too unfocused to properly tsun.]

I'll be out for a bit, Brook. Should be back by morning, though.

[Voice]

[skulljokelol]

[And by that time the gallon of milk is nearly gone and Brook's trying to bribe Chopper to let him out of the house. Let's give the doctor a panic attack, y/y?]

Ah; just the answer I was after, and I didn't even need to ask. I will keep an eye out for you, then. Or rather I would if I had one, but being a skeleton I don't. Yohohoho...

[...This is one of the rare times where he wants to ask you what's wrong, but he won't because he knows it's not his place. Guess he'll just spend his time while you're gone trying to think of a way to cheer you up] Neh, Sanji-san? You tend to favor jazz music, do you not?

[Voice]

[oda_hates_me]

Oi. Stop terrorizing Chopper, Brook. [Despite the severity of his mood, Sanji's got enough energy to chastise the skeleton. Not that that ever helps.]

[Snorts and mutters.] Skull joke.

[It's the next question that lifts a layer off his mood, startling Sanji into honesty] That's right. [... somehow, he can guess what Brook is up to. If he could, he'd muster up a smile, but instead the fondness floats around somewhere in his chest, invisible]