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[odastillhatesme]

[There is something extraordinarily jarring about finding yourself in a chilled, unfamiliar forest, when two seconds ago you were under the sea, fighting off a legion of crazed fishmen. The blonde man clad in the usual New Feather's garb is none too pleased with this switch once he gathers his bearings, and he sets off in a direction that might be

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[not_a_bluesbro]

[He'd heard you were back. But he figured he'd give you a little more time to find your girls, let your head implode from the whole 'I'm back' thing. He admittedly missed you--you won't hear 'em say it, not once, mister--but he did nonetheless. Just because you accept something doesn't mean it'll go away. But he grins sympathetically at the figure at the bar, walking over casually and noticing there wasn't a trail of smoke lingering up to the ceiling.

He pulls a cigarette, lighting it for himself before sitting down next to him, puffing a few times.]

Nice goatee.

[odastillhatesme]

[... There you are.

He doesn't even bother with replies. Sanji slowly stirs himself into a more suitable position (instead of draping half his chest over the counter), and holds out his hand in quiet demand.

You know what he wants. Now gimme.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Ffff, he offers one out the pack, and is even nice enough to light it with the filial spirits as Sanji takes it. His voice is light and teasing, but by no means does it make any of it less weighty and supportive. That's just how it always goes, doesn't it?]

Had a tough day, I take it.

[He's familiar with the look, at least. You and your eyebrows.]

[odastillhatesme]

... Yeah.

[Odd, that he's being so honest right from the start. Or maybe that's to be expected. There are many, many memories to sort through, and people gone... People taken away by the Malnosso. So many shitty things to remember. Faces. Places. Relationships.

He holds the offered cigarette between his lips, but doesn't take a puff yet. Instead he lets it burn.]

Never thought I'd wind up here again.

[not_a_bluesbro]

And yet here you are.

[But his smile is sympathetic.]

I hope you found all your girls, before you parked yourself in here.

[You know what he means. He's aware of your daughters and sisters. All 5,000,000 of them.]

[odastillhatesme]

Tch, you think I'd be here otherwise? [He's just nervous he forgot someone on his day-long quest]

Still surprised no one punched me yet.

[not_a_bluesbro]

You want me to give you a good punch? [LOOK I'M ROLLING UP MY SLEEVE.] You got a little something on your upper lip anyway.

[odastillhatesme]

Don't even try it.

... And it's a mustache, bastard!!

[not_a_bluesbro]

Mustache? Looks more like charcoal smear. [elbow, elbow

Look he is brightening your spirits.

Or making you mad.

Either/or, it's better than how you looked when he first came in.]

[odastillhatesme]

Shithead, don't think just because you're married I won't kick your ass!

[Someone heard the news, man. |D He'll express his congratulations later, after he's done waving a menacing foot in your direction]

1/2

[not_a_bluesbro]

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[not_a_bluesbro]

You talked to Milly.

[odastillhatesme]

Of course I did!

[And he swerves in his seat to give the man a deviously evil stare]

Bet you would've left that shitty detail out, idiot. Shouldn't you be on your honeymoon, on the beach or something?

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Leaaaaning back a bit.]

Hey, hey, give me a break here! Just because I've wed people before doesn't mean I'm very good at this. Besides, it was a... spur of the moment thing. I'll make sure we do something a little nicer later.

[odastillhatesme]

Tch. So I heard. [Oh, he's not letting up just yet, but his smile is a mix of amused grilling and honest concern]

What a time to pop the question, preacher. [he exhales a breath of smoke]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[He laughs.]

Well, I didn't really plan for it. But it made her happy, and it's not like I wasn't planning on doing it eventually. Might as well go for it, right?