[He's already seen Irim's announcement, and guessing that girl to be his opponent from that evening offers some relief - she's not hurting others or herself anymore.

Now, that just leaves him to work with his skewered foot and two bleeding wounds. A damn good thing he's a shounen hero or he might be worried.]... Nami-san. My apologies, but it ( Read more... )

[Have you ever heard Sanji curse, Luceti? Yes?

Well, have you ever heard him roar with fury when something messed with his kitchen? For most of you, the answer will probably be a no. And the best way to sum it up is anyone listening in will be hit with a sudden desire to back the hell away for fear of getting kicked through space and time.]Shitty ( Read more... )

[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 ( Read more... )

[The snow has stopped, the guests have left (well fed, might he add) save for a few, Vash finally got his shitty ass back to the world of the living...

Oh, but the best part? The best part is not one, but two crew members have been returned from their kidnappings. That means all of his nakama are currently home and safe where he can keep a fuckin ( Read more... )

[Sanji's been keeping very close tabs on the weather, and what he sees does not please him at all. It's turning into a demonic shit storm. Staring out the window shows him nothing but white, pure white, and the house groans under the pressure of the howling wind ( Read more... )

[Someone's cooking. It's fairly obviously from the steady CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! the journal picks up, the knife a constant drum against the cutting board. There's also the soft bubbling from what is presumably a pot of water on the stove. A creaky oven door is opened before something metal slides in. A shame the journal can't pick up smells, or can't ( Read more... )

[Sanji, as per growing habit, escaped the Straw Hat House the moment Chopper got kidnapped and headed for the bar. He's not drinking this time. No, just sitting in a corner by himself while he works through a pack of cigarettes, blank eyes focused on nothing. He'll remain there, motionless expect for the flicking of some ash off his cigarette, dead ( Read more... )