[Voice+action] backdated to afternoon
[Zoro is seated at Merlotte's bar when he pulls his NV out of his haramaki. Something about today is giving him a strong desire to drink. He was never one to turn down the idea of alcohol but this is a different feeling.]
I'm stopping at the bar. If something comes up, let me know.
[His voice sounds as indifferent as ever but the unusual gentleness in his message is spurned by what led him to the bar this afternoon. What Zoro doesn't realize is that today is Sanji's birthday; his instincts had told him to go to the bar and it isn't until he is sitting down that the pirate crew's chef enters his mind. The black cellphone serving as his connection to the network is folded shut and placed on the countertop beside a glass filled with amber liquid and a tall green bottle. A second glass, half full, is on the other side of the bottle, untouched. Zoro picks up his glass, holds it still for a minute, then tips it back and swallows the contents in a quick motion. On the white sword at his side, a tie that is far too classy for the swordsman is knotted.]
I'm stopping at the bar. If something comes up, let me know.
[His voice sounds as indifferent as ever but the unusual gentleness in his message is spurned by what led him to the bar this afternoon. What Zoro doesn't realize is that today is Sanji's birthday; his instincts had told him to go to the bar and it isn't until he is sitting down that the pirate crew's chef enters his mind. The black cellphone serving as his connection to the network is folded shut and placed on the countertop beside a glass filled with amber liquid and a tall green bottle. A second glass, half full, is on the other side of the bottle, untouched. Zoro picks up his glass, holds it still for a minute, then tips it back and swallows the contents in a quick motion. On the white sword at his side, a tie that is far too classy for the swordsman is knotted.]