{Recipe 006} One Dynamic Entry [Accidental Video]

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[The video clicks on a view of the Western Gate. Sanji never got a clear answer on whether he could go through any Gate he wanted, so he went back home through the Gate he thought he Woke up by. He had been brought into Nautilus in the West, when the city was desperately drawing in people, but once that storm ended, Sanji Woke truly in the East

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[Action forever!]

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[Conciousness came back slowly... but gradually, steadily. If he was to compare it with anything, Sanji would say it was like heating up molasses. It was slow, very slow at first... but gradually got smoother, and poured faster in time. After some time had passed, Sanji's brow knit, and he let out a weak, strained grunt. Then his eyes snapped open as everything came back at once, and he sat up sharply, ignoring the pain that came with that movement. They were on the Merry... that bastard wanna-be god had just appeared on their ship, and... and..!]

Nami-san!

[He winced and hissed in pain, and looked around, trying to spot Nami (or Usopp), or that Enel-bastard... then his eyes widened and his posture slumped as he took in his surroundings. For a moment, he was completely disorientated. He was enclosed in this golden dome of light, and he wasn't on the Merry, nor anywhere in Skypeia, from the looks of it. It was a little hard to make out details through whatever covered over him, plus it cast a yellowish-tint over everything, but he finally started to notice the dull, grey land underneath him, the very alien looking buildings off in the distance, and the distinctly orange sky above. Without the golden tint, that sky would be...]

I'm in the Western District... I'm back in Nautilus... [He muttered to himself. He closed his eyes and shook his head, briefly. A second ago, he had been on the Merry, thousands of feet up in the sky, in a world of clouds, rushing a bastard with massive delusions of grandeur... then pain... and now he was in Nautilus again. And under a... What was this thing, anyway?]

[He sat up a little straighter, then his brow furrowed in confusion as the action didn't hurt as much as it had earlier. He glanced down at his chest, and his brows raised in surprise to find his wounds healing. Fading.] How...? [He wasn't doing this. Someone else must be. Who was here with him? He looked around, eyes narrowed as he strained to make out details through the golden-tinted barrier around him, then the widened in shock as he caught sight of his healer.]

Orihime-chan! [Good lord... As happy as he was to see her, what was she doing here? Well, helping him, obviously, but... he had no idea how long he had been gone for, nor how much Orihime had healed from her horrific ordeal... and she looked so scared and small at the moment...]

[Sanji attempted to stand, and walk over to her, cautiously testing the edge of the dome surrounding him. Would it move with him, or would it keep him trapped, or would he be able to walk through it..?]

Orihime-chan... Are you all right? Are you the one doing this? Did you heal me? Oh, Orihime-chan...my heart swells for your compassion towards me, but... are you okay? [He glanced around, frowning and supressing a shudder. He hated this district. And his worry for Orihime's well-being was growing.] Let's get out of this shitty district, okay? Come on... I'll see you safely home.

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[The shield doesn't bend, move, or yield. If Sanji pushes too hard at it, the shield may even electrically shock him. As if he hasn't had enough of that already.]

Not yet...

[Her voice is smothered in her skirt as she studiously keeps her head down, holding onto her legs tightly. The less she sees of this place, the better.]

Not until you're finished healing.

[She doesn't raise her head, but maybe he can hear the relief in her voice if he can't see it on her face. She's glad she wasn't too late to help him.]

I'm sorry it took me so long to get to you.

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[Sanji winced and pulled back his hand as the shield zapped him. Compared to what he faced earlier, this was akin to a bee sting as opposed to getting run over by an elephant. He clenched his hands into fists, frowning as again a feeling of uselessness washed over him. He attempted to smooth that away with a weak grin.]

I'm fine now, Orihime-chan... honestly! You've done wonders. [Well, really, his skin was still a little rough, and it still stung to move, but...] This is nothing, really! I've fared far worse, before. I can move. We can leave this shitty place... go someplace more comfortable! Please let me out...

[At her last sentance, his jaw dropped a little, then he was shaking his head wildly in denial. (And the world seemed to continue spinning for a brief moment after he stopped.)] No, Orihime-chan... Please don't apologize! You weren't late. I... [Well, he didn't know how long he was out, by there was no way he was going to hold Orihime in any way accountable!] It's MORE than enough that you came out here, to this shitty place, to help me! That such a compassionate goddess such as yourself would risk health and safety to come out here, to care for such a lowly peon such as myself... It goes far beyond what anyone could ask for! ... Please don't worry yourself, although I am filled with joy that the angel of mercy has come to soothe my aching soul~!

[Well, he's officially getting better, if he can spout off nonsense like that.]

[eta: copied + re-posted this (that didn't seem to carry over) on the DW post]