Who: Zoro
threesword, Sanji
baratiesbest and Umi
embracethewavesWhere: The shipyard
When: Backdated to Jan. 29th
Rating: pg...13? /stares at dirty pirate language 8|
Summary: There's barely a chance to catch your breath around here, but some things need to be said.
the log: (
i lost my heart, i buried it too deep )
"Good...that's good."
But then, what was the big deal? Why did they both look like kids with a hand caught in the candy jar? It didn't really...make sense.
She looked back and forth between the two, watching their expressions with more than just a bit of confusion on her face. Although when she thought about it, really thought about it...the look was familiar, that was for sure. It was the same look Fuu had when she met Ferio, the same look Umi was sure she was wearing when Carrot had asked her that weird question. Could it really be something like that, even with those serious expressions ( ... )
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There was a slight pause. Zoro could be oblivious at times, but he could plainly see the way the cold was getting to the two of them. Hell, he had been feeling it for a while now; He cursed himself a little for training without the coat on earlier, since we was really feeling in now.
The grin on his face subduded a little. He let out a small cough - nothing notable but the feeling of cold getting into his lungs. His eyebrow had quirked for just a moment when Sanji began to speak. There was no real reaction - no jealousy, just a mere curiosity. But at the glance received from the cook, he knew his cue.
"Yeah." He placed his cold, bare hands on the ground, pushing himself up and moving closer to where the other two stood. Well. This could be nice.
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Not that they were really that bad, all said, and some of the people Umi knew from Cephiro definitely ranked up there just as high, if not higher. But this was definitely something she had missed -- the teasing, the banter. And for a minute there, she had been afraid that all that was gone for good. A misunderstanding like that, the uncertainty... Even her, wondering if their feelings had changed, that split second of doubt where her stomach twisted into nervous knots that might never untangle--
That had been close. Really close...too close.
It was hard to dwell on that with the cold slowly working its way into her system; it usually didn't bother her so much, but sitting out in it this long, with clothes already damp from the snow...it was a bit much.
"'Cause it is cold. C'mon, you can't seriously tell me I'm the only ( ... )
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Lucky indeed, this strange and unexpected outcome. If someone had told Sanji a year ago that this would happen - no, not even a year. Six months. Hell, just a month earlier and he would've laughed at the absurdity of the idea. Even after that it had been nothing but wishful thinking... yet here they were.
"It is getting rather chilly, isn't it ( ... )
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Well. Technically it was a mutual decision (which was still very odd when it came to those two) but meeting out in the damp cold of the wharf wasn't exactly something the cook would've suggested himself. Not that he had a better idea at the time and really... it wasn't so bad. The outcome was definitely worth the discomfort, as new and unusual as all this still felt ( ... )
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"Yeah, yeah," she said dismissively. That was true -- it was a place where they wouldn't have people coming and going. It was strange, in a way...like something secret.
She hadn't noticed the coldness of Zoro's hand -- maybe it was her coat, or maybe she was just as cold. Who knew? Either way, Sanji's exclamation confused her, at least at first. Though Zoro was the type of guy to not notice something like that for a while, huh... She shifted a bit, moving one hand over his for a second, and promptly cringed. Like a freaking ice block...!
"Jeez! Ever thought about wearing gloves when it's this cold ( ... )
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Was that... worry in his voice? Absolutely not. It couldn't be and even if it was it was simply because hands in general was a touchy subject when it came to the cook. Not specifically the swordsmans calloused fists, but all extremities had the right to proper protection and seeing them abused like this -- well, who could blame him if he got a bit worked up about it? A lifetime of protecting his own had made him into something of a spokesperson when it came to proper hand care ( ... )
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She shouldn't have been surprised to hear any of this, at any rate. She really shouldn't. Not after all the things she'd heard about the Grand Line, after all the weird stuff they'd managed to survive through... But somehow she couldn't wipe the look of abject shock off her face. She glanced back and forth between them, mouth agape because with everything they added the weirdness just shot through the roof.
"Swimming in the-- You've gotta be--" She couldn't even finish, it was so mind-bogglingly ridiculous. "...How the heck do you get lost in the water?!Sorry, Zoro, you'll get no sympathy from her there. 'The magic chooses the user,' as Guru Clef had said to them, and water magic had chosen her. It fit; she always felt at home around the ocean. No way in the world could she get lost in a place like that ( ... )
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The fact that this was just one small isolated event spoke volumes about the nature of the Grand Line. One story out of a million - he could've poked fun at Zoro's vanity by bringing up that time in Little Garden when Mr 3 almost made wax statues out of half the clan and the swordsman thought it was a good idea to strike a pose. Or something completely unrelated - giant goldfish, perverted crabs, sailing vertical streams right up into the sky, trains that ran across the surface of the ocean, villains that stole shadows and made puppets out of corpses---
No, getting lost under water wasn't even a little bit strange in comparison to the stories they could tell. That would have to wait though. Some other time, maybe ( ... )
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