[Voice/Action for crew] Forward dated to Saturday morning ;;

[mikangirl]

[Nami clued in that something was off very early that morning; she and Sanji are the earliest risers in the house. No chef to greet her with hot tea as she shuffles into the living room. It's not unusual enough for her to check right away-- maybe he came in late, or maybe Something Happened. It's Luceti, after all

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[Action] 1/2

[toujoursfluer]

[All of a sudden Robin looks up from her book and glances out the window. There is something wrong... The morning sun breaks softly over the horizon and shines on the floor. Everything seems in place... but there is something...missing.]

[Action] 2/3

[toujoursfluer]

[After a moment she realizes. She should have had her coffee long before this. Is Sanji ill perhaps? Shutting the book she leaves the room and sees Sanji's door open.]

[and stops.]

[And stares.]

[It can't be...can it? Not so soon...]

[Action] 3/3

[toujoursfluer]

[She stands by the room a long time and stares before coming down into the kitchen. Nami-chan is making toast. A lot of toast. Robin takes another plate down for her and brings out some eggs from the refrigerator...]

[Action]

[mikangirl]

[Nami glances up quickly at the extra presence in the kitchen, the hope plain on her face-- but it dies quickly. Silly thing to think; she's already seen the bedroom, after all. And then it occurs to her that Robin probably already knows.]

There's a lot of us. And Luffy-- [She stares at her pile of toast.] I don't know how much to make.

[Functioning on automatic. She can probably stop now.]

[Nothing]

[wise_bent]

[... Sokka hadn't liked Sanji all the time. They hadn't ever really fully made up either. But they were friends, weren't they? Maybe something like that.

He hates the fact he can't say or do anything. Somewhere Katara is going to hear this and she'll be crushed. Between this and Ginko being gone...

Ugh. Maybe it's time to stop hiding.]

[Nothing] squared

[markofthe_god]

[Body mind link.

Between that bit on the 15th, Ginko apparently being gone, Sanji being gone, and other people (Hughes...) being gone. All these people vanishing and while Haruhi knew them, she isn't positive how Sokka did, can't relate the same way and can't express the same grief (if any) he might have.

Not to mention her own reaction, whatever it might be. She can't really be her, even if all she might have done is internalized it and maybe say some words to Winry and Elicia or whoever else she knows who might be more upset (Xion comes to mind).

...Ugh. Just ugh. It's tremendously frustrating and she doesn't even know Katara will be crushed yet]

[voice]

[winged_moon]

Sanji-san...?

I'm sorry to hear that.

[voice]

[mikangirl]

[...she's never met Yukito formally, but she's been to the restaurant enough.]

...thank you. You're one of the cooks at Seventh Heaven, aren't you?

[She's unsure.]

[voice]

[winged_moon]

Yes, I'm Yukito. Tsukishiro Yukito. I've seen you there, but I don't think we've ever talked.

[voice]

[mikangirl]

...ah. No, that's right. I'm Nami.

[And she was going to ask him if he knew Yukito, but this makes everything more simple. A little easier.]

Will you be taking over the restaurant? There are notes...

[...]

I think he wants you to. I could send them over. The notes, that is.

[filtered]

[poppetry]

[ ... very quietly ]

Nami?

[filtered]

[mikangirl]

Xion, I'm--

[Oh, god. How does she break this news?]

Maybe you should come by the house. [...and that's not enough. Not when it's clear something is wrong. She sucks in a breath.]

Sanji-kun has gone home.

[filtered]

[poppetry]

... what?

[ Said blankly, like she is unable to process those words. Those words strung together -- they're not supposed to exist. ]

[filtered]

[mikangirl]

He's gone home, Xion. [She knows Xion heard her, is familiar with that same blankness, she's just reinforcing it-- and Nami crumbles, just a little.]

He loved you, a lot-- I thought I should tell you first.

[voice]

[fierybluebird]

Damn. Are you guys okay over there?

[voice]

[mikangirl]

...yeah. Same as usual.

We'll manage.

[voice]

[fierybluebird]

Mah... if there's something I can do, let me know, eh? To hear Ace tell it, I'm nowhere near as good a cook, but I can hold my own at least.