005 [ written/action ]

[hakoiri]

[ This is it. He's out of that stifling costume. So let's get to writing while his hands are free. ]

[ written ]
Good evening, residents of Luceti. Pardon me, but if I may have a moment of your time, do any of you like tea?

[ action ]
[ Some minutes after the question for the masses, Alf heads outside. Only he's not in his usual attire, and

Comments

[Action]

[oda_hates_me]

[So far, Sanji's been taking some real sadistic pleasure in watching half the residents (males only) struggle with their costumes. Especially now that he's among the suffering.

But Alf's... Er. Comparing it to his own, Sanji's suddenly feeling pretty lucky]

... Are you supposed to be building blocks?

[Action]

[oda_hates_me]

[Oh, that brings up memories]

I know one shit geezer who'd deny that. [One he tries not to think about too often, while he's here]

And there's still plenty for me to learn.

[Action]

[hakoiri]

[ W-what language. ]

Would that be the man who taught you?

True that. There's always something to learn.

[Action]

[oda_hates_me]

Yeah, the one who came up with it. [He speaks no more over the latter issue, instead peering at Alf]

You some type of fighting enthusiast?

[Action]

[hakoiri]

[ At that, Alf lets out an impressed hum. Not only from a master, but the inventor of the style, eh? ]

It's best to be familiar with the styles of allies and foes alike. But you could say I'm an enthusiast when it comes to new . . . worldly knowledge.

[Action]

[oda_hates_me]

[You're a nerd. 8| But that's okay, Sanji can appreciate that quality.

He's relaxed into an odd state, hearing that - not threatening, but assessing, as he racks a gaze over the other again. Not that it helps with those boxes obstructing his view]

Luceti must feel like a slice of paradise for you. [tilts his head]

You fight?

[Action]

[hakoiri]

On occasion.

[ Being nerdy is cool, didn't you know. B|

He'd nod, but he's learned by this point that that's just going to give him a small scrape across the neck more than anything. ]

I do. I practice swordsmanship.

[Action]

[oda_hates_me]

Heeeeeh? Another swordsman. [Don't mind the disdain in his voice - it's a natural response considering the company he keeps.

Though seriously, he's guessing that half of Luceti is made up of shitty swordsmen. Damn it, give him some variety!]

Well, if it's your preferred method.

You any good?

[Action]

[hakoiri]

Yes, another. I take it you know several. [ That's not the reaction he was expecting, but he's not offended by it. Swords are super popular. ]

I was tutored as a boy, so . . . I'm not terrible, at the least.

[Action]

[oda_hates_me]

One in particular. [He smirks to himself, entertained by the sudden vision of Zoro looking like Diablo fighting a boy stuck in boxes.] If you see a guy that looks like moss is growing out of his head, he might ask you for a spar.

[Action]

[hakoiri]

Moss growing out of his head? [ Interesting description, he thinks. Is that supposed to be green hair or what? ] Well, if he asks, I'll indulge him.

[Action] Aaah, forgive the lateness. Halloween and school got to me.

[oda_hates_me]

Trust me, you'll know him when you see him. [Yes, green hair. Can not miss.]

You got a name, kid? [You sound like a kid to him. Says the 20-year-old]

[Action] No worries!

[hakoiri]

I imagine I will. I've yet to see anyone with that kind of hair.

[ Clearly a two-year gap leaves a big difference in the sound of one's voice compared to Sir Smokes-a-lot. ] . . . Yes, I'm Alf.

[Action]

[oda_hates_me]

It's worth seeing.

[Well, no on in Luceti believed he was twenty when his birthday rolled around. He must sound like a man.

And since he asked for a name:]

Alright. The name's Sanji.

[Action]

[hakoiri]

[ Like an old man.

Alf nods. Or tries to. ]

Good to meet you, Sanji.

[Action]

[oda_hates_me]

[Shut it, whipper snapper.

And a chuckle bubbles up in his throat as he watches Alf struggle]

Same here. Though I'm not gonna recognize you once the costumes come off.