Sanji (
serving_love) wrote2014-12-04 11:12 pm
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[The fountain he wakes up beside is just familiar enough that Sanji's WTF JUST HAPPENED?! explosion is cut off before it even begins. Instead, he stares at the cracked and weathered stone mermaid for a long moment before slowly turning to take in the town around him.
...Ahh, shit. This place again? The hell was it -- Ezempia, Empeniza...Isla Empieza! That's it.
Fuck.
Why is he back here again? Hell, when did he leave? It all feels like a dream. Some far off, distant memory. Another life, even.
He grimaces, gingerly rubbing his forehead for a moment as over a year's worth of experiences start trying to cram their existence back into Sanji's head. It's too much to sort through right now, especially when he's still got Nami-san and Chopper and Brook and the others on his mind. He forces the worry down, knowing he hasn't abandoned them. The ship they were just about to go up against won't do anything to them while he's not there. When he gets sent back again, it'll be to the exact time he disappeared in the first place and he won't even remember this other world exists.
...
What a fucking weird thought.
Sanji carefully shrugs back into his coat, shirt still open over his bandaged chest, and starts patting himself down. He assumes he'll have it again -- and yep, there it is in his pocket. His journal. Here's hoping the rest of his crew is even still here. How long has he been gone? It'd be really shitty if Davy fucking Jones booted the others just in time to drag him back to this place.
He flips the journal open to the first blank page he finds and, with a sigh, begins speaking in a casual voice.]
Yo, Luffy. ...I'm back. We still got the same ship?
[The fountain he wakes up beside is just familiar enough that Sanji's WTF JUST HAPPENED?! explosion is cut off before it even begins. Instead, he stares at the cracked and weathered stone mermaid for a long moment before slowly turning to take in the town around him.
...Ahh, shit. This place again? The hell was it -- Ezempia, Empeniza...Isla Empieza! That's it.
Fuck.
Why is he back here again? Hell, when did he leave? It all feels like a dream. Some far off, distant memory. Another life, even.
He grimaces, gingerly rubbing his forehead for a moment as over a year's worth of experiences start trying to cram their existence back into Sanji's head. It's too much to sort through right now, especially when he's still got Nami-san and Chopper and Brook and the others on his mind. He forces the worry down, knowing he hasn't abandoned them. The ship they were just about to go up against won't do anything to them while he's not there. When he gets sent back again, it'll be to the exact time he disappeared in the first place and he won't even remember this other world exists.
...
What a fucking weird thought.
Sanji carefully shrugs back into his coat, shirt still open over his bandaged chest, and starts patting himself down. He assumes he'll have it again -- and yep, there it is in his pocket. His journal. Here's hoping the rest of his crew is even still here. How long has he been gone? It'd be really shitty if Davy fucking Jones booted the others just in time to drag him back to this place.
He flips the journal open to the first blank page he finds and, with a sigh, begins speaking in a casual voice.]
Yo, Luffy. ...I'm back. We still got the same ship?
