[not again] catchall for sanji

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w0

[fishingforcompliments]

[so here they are in the bathroom, because where else are you going to find privacy on a bus like this??

anyway, flayn isn't really using the facilities, so she didn't bother to lock it. she's rummaging through the lone cabinet, trying to find something other than dry shampoo and wet wipes and other assorted toiletries. it isn't going well.]

Well, this will be of no use...

[why! can't! she! find! stuff! to help them get out of here!!

at any rate, she's preoccupied and doesn't realize that someone else is entering the bathroom.]

[concasse]

[Hm yikes.

Sanji is a sleaze bucket sometimes but this is very much in the realm of "NOPE" for him, you don't walk in on a lady doing her business--

Oh wait she's not... right okay she's just rummaging for shit, OKAY HE CAN HANDLE THIS.]

Are you... looking for something, Miss?

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[It's fine. Everything is fine.]

—oh! Yes, I am looking for clues. If the door and the windows will not open, there must be some other way off this contraption.

[concasse]

[Bless her heart for having significantly more faith than him]

You think so?

[Well, far be it for him to argue with that.]

In that case, mind a little help? Could cover more ground.

[In this tiny ass bathroom]

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I would not mind at all! Thank you for your assistance.

[Between the two of them, they are going to scour this bathroom from top to bottom and find absolutely nothing, but what's important is that they're trying.]

...have you had any success in finding Nami?

[concasse]

Nah, but y'know what... it's best she's not here. This crowded bus ain't the place for a baby tiger and all.

[Just wait until he finds her in camp. But for now, he's going to be a dutiful father who only wishes for his daughter's happiness.]</small.

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[There's more room for her to stretch her legs at the camp, at least!!]

You are quite right. I do not believe it is the best place for any of us, in fact.

w1, thursday

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[At some point Flayn will probably get hauled back over to ant cabin buuuut ... is she going to stay there? NOPE. Sanji'll see her taking a few careful steps out o the cabin as he passes by.

...she's, like. Going slowly, at least.

It's fine, don't worry about it.]

[concasse]

... Flayn-chan.

[It is so rare for Sanji to voice open disapproval at a lady but his face is just. sad. Look at how sad you have made him, Flayn]

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Ah— Sanji?

[CURSES. Caught out. She freezes dead in her tracks and slowly turns her head to look at him.]

Hello.

[concasse]

... Somehow I suspect this is the opposite of that "resting" thing you should be doing.

[Okay now he's just amused]

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Resting or no, I still need to eat. ...and I still prefer to prepare my own meals.

[especially on a thursday night!]

[concasse]

Mmm, you're not wrong.

[Rubbing his chin]

I won't get in your way, but it is alright if I accompany you? Until you get your food and I head to the lake.

W1, Trial Day

[concasse]

[If she's going to head into the kitchen right after trial, Flayn will find Sanji had beaten her to it, though his movements about the kitchen are sluggish and muted.

He doesn't realize she's here yet]

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[Her movements are pretty slow, too. She doesn't look happy, but she left a fish here during the trial, so...

...ah. Someone is here already.]

Sanji...

[concasse]

-- Ah, Flayn-chan!

[Moving out of the way automatically, a smile stamped on his face]

Forgive me. Do you need the kitchen? You can take over, of course!

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...oh. No, it was not my intent to chase you out of here...!

[Please don't get out of the way on her account!!]

I can wait. I do not have much of an appetite, at any rate.

[concasse]

Ah... no. I'm not really cooking for myself.

[The smile remains, but it settles awkwardly on his face]

Just... stress cooking, I suppose? Good to keep the hands and mind busy. So if you need anything, lemme know. I can step aside.

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No... please, carry on. I did not mean to interrupt.

[If he needs to keep his hands and mind busy, the last thing she wants is to make him be idle. The thoughts they all must be thinking are sure to be dark.]

...but, could I help? I suppose I could... use something to do with my hands and mind as well.

w6, saturday

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[WHERE IS SANJI AT. we just don't know. but wherever he is, flayn is there, too - though she looks a little surprised to see him.

(if this is the kitchen, she really fucking shouldn't be.)]

...Sanji?

[concasse]

[GIRL THE KITCHEN IS HIS FOREVER DOMAIN.

But yes, he is here, lounged in a chair and staring up at the ceiling. His head gently tilts in her direction]

Ah, Flayn-chan.

[... A decidedly neutral response, given how Sanji usually acts, but his smile is at least polite]

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[Neutral is probably more fair than she deserves, so. She nods back to him.]

I am sorry - am I interrupting...? I can come back another time.

[concasse]

Nah. I'm just sitting here.

[...]

Besides, it's probably best we talk and clear the shitty air.

[There are some of the murderers that Sanji has zero interest in speaking with, but... Flayn, for better or worse, isn't one of them]

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...yes, that may be for the best.

[she takes a breath.]

I... owe you an apology.

[concasse]

... No, I think you owe Yasusada one, for playing with his emotions even if you didn't have a choice--

[...]

But I made the final call to kill Yin Yu. It was between him and Magnus. So I owe you just as much of an apology for taking him away from you.

[Staring back at the ceiling, his voice steady but distant, lost in memories]

It's stupid, but... I asked Junpei if there were any Editors here. He told me no. So I stupidly stopped asking questions when I should've asked if there were any killing roles. If I'd realized...

[Well. Things would have gone differently. It's a moot point now.]