[Sanji is still wearing his lei as he leans against the ship's rail, pops a cigarette from its pack, and lights up. His first drag is slow and purposeful. He's sucking up that nicotine because he needs it.
One might assume he's on edge because of their mysterious circumstances. This many strangers inexplicably waking up on a cruise ship in the middle of the sea? That's not just suspicious; that's terrifying. That, however, is not what's bothering him at all. Any misunderstanding samaritans approaching in hopes of a little commiseration may be sorely disappointed when he starts mumbling.]
Keep it together, Sanji. She may not be all of a woman, but she's still all woman! Her name is Gal for shit's sake! She's not the reason you're stuck on this soulless heap.
Plus, her hair is flawlessly coiffed.
[He hmmms to himself, still frustrated, before turning on whoever's closest.]
She looks like a marshmallow girl, doesn't she? Hot chocolate coffee with marshmallows! The perfect drink to show appreciation for a busy lady.
flying off the shelves;
[The disembodied voices have been plaguing the ship for a while now. Perhaps you were hoping to slide into the library for a quick break from the cacophony? Well, too bad.
The furniture is in chaos, with half the reading chairs lying on their sides and books scattered every few feet. A pair of dress shoes is sticking out from behind one of the bookshelves. It belongs to a tall, blond man lying flat on the floor. A book of fairytales blankets his face.
Still, when he hears footsteps entering the room, he raises a hand and points to the other side of the library.]
Careful. The science fiction section has a shitty sense of humor.
sanji | one piece
[Sanji is still wearing his lei as he leans against the ship's rail, pops a cigarette from its pack, and lights up. His first drag is slow and purposeful. He's sucking up that nicotine because he needs it.
One might assume he's on edge because of their mysterious circumstances. This many strangers inexplicably waking up on a cruise ship in the middle of the sea? That's not just suspicious; that's terrifying. That, however, is not what's bothering him at all. Any misunderstanding samaritans approaching in hopes of a little commiseration may be sorely disappointed when he starts mumbling.]
Keep it together, Sanji. She may not be all of a woman, but she's still all woman! Her name is Gal for shit's sake! She's not the reason you're stuck on this soulless heap.
Plus, her hair is flawlessly coiffed.
[He hmmms to himself, still frustrated, before turning on whoever's closest.]
She looks like a marshmallow girl, doesn't she? Hot chocolate coffee with marshmallows! The perfect drink to show appreciation for a busy lady.
flying off the shelves;
[The disembodied voices have been plaguing the ship for a while now. Perhaps you were hoping to slide into the library for a quick break from the cacophony? Well, too bad.
The furniture is in chaos, with half the reading chairs lying on their sides and books scattered every few feet. A pair of dress shoes is sticking out from behind one of the bookshelves. It belongs to a tall, blond man lying flat on the floor. A book of fairytales blankets his face.
Still, when he hears footsteps entering the room, he raises a hand and points to the other side of the library.]
Careful. The science fiction section has a shitty sense of humor.