Bubble Trouble

[meatthefuture]

Who: The Straw Hats
Where: Sailing log en route to Gamboller's Berth With a pitstop at Empieza.
When: March 30th-April 7th: Sailing, April 8th-11th Empieza
What: Bubbling and other shenanigans
Warnings: The usual




Have at. :3

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[yourotherleft]

[he looks away from the blushing cook, hideously awkward and finding the floor much more interesting to stare at.]

Yeah, I think I do.

[Where was he going with this, again?]

[letteropener]

Much preferable. This feels more... comfortable. Maybe that's just my perception.

[She shakes her head, which sends a veritable wealth of hair tumbling all about.]

I had no special plans, except to experience and enjoy.

[yourotherleft]

At least you're getting something good out of these bubbles. Just don't overdo it, you don't wanna pass out asleep and sleep away your human time.

[letteropener]

I am going to have to figure out what to do with these while I sleep. [These, of course, are her arms, which seem so oddly short and don't work quite the same as her forelegs do.]

[yourotherleft]

[amused!] It's not that complicated. I usually put mine...

[Erm. AWKWARD.]

...uh. Under my head? Under the pillow. They just end up wherever they want anyway, you don't gotta think too hard about it.

[letteropener]

That's easy for you to say, you grew up with them. Where would you put your wings when you slept if you had some tomorrow?

[Okay, so she still has a bit of sass left in her, no matter her attempts to dial back her loosening-up.]

[yourotherleft]

Wings?

[HMM. He has to think about that one. Not that he's popping bubbles to see for himself what it would be like, but all things considered, wings aren't the worst.]

Hmm. They fold up, right? Though I guess laying in a hammock would be hard, you'd be laying on 'em. Might have to sleep on my stomach.

[letteropener]

Sometimes when you sleep, they have a mind of their own. [She means absolutely no comparison to anything by that statement.]

[yourotherleft]

They do?

[you learn something new every day]

So, what, they flop around and stuff?

[letteropener]

Or extend. A lot of pegasi have that problem, especially when they get their full growth.

[serving_lovely]

[That makes a laugh bubble up in Sanji's throat, but he swallows it back down immediately and forces the grin to stay off his face, only allowing the corner of his mouth to tug upwards a bit. He looks back up at Zoro, arching an eyebrow.]

Now it's 'you think'...?

[yourotherleft]

Don't tease me, cook.

[pouting. This is hard enough without that feminine purr adding to it. Zoro feels like he's just fallen off a cliff, saying shit like that out loud.]

Re: 4/2

[seakingbait]

Well thanks, Zoro. You're in an unusually complimentary mood today.

[She looks him up and down.]

You want something, right?

[seakingbait]

It depends from person-to-person. Some people like eyes, some people like butts.

[She shrugs.]

How are you liking being a human?

[seakingbait]

Yeah, but you're cute like one too, so I wouldn't complain.

[Keimi might be having fun with this.]

I remember there being humans that would put little pedals and ride them like bikes.

[yourotherleft]

[okay this time he has to smirk, no matter how hard he tries to hold it back. Because he's mentally twelve.]

Lotta guys have that problem too.

4/5 ehehehe

[serving_lovely]

[WELP, thanks to Luffy becoming every person on the damn planet, Sanji's obviously aware that he could probably pop another bubble and get rid of this body.

The problem is he has no guarantees he wouldn't just end up with something worse, or even more awkward. He wasn't exactly joking when he told Zoro maybe he'd wind up as a sexy lady marimo-chan. But maybe he'd be male Keimi-chan, or pretty lady shitty rubber-chan...

He thinks, as he walks right past a familiar-and-yet-unfamiliar girl on deck as he heads for the galley.

No, definitely safer to just stick with this dumb body and wait for it to wear off—

......Whoa now.

Sanji pauses and blinks.

Then glances back over his shoulder.

There's no way. Please no.]

Luffy?

[serving_lovely]

[One of the bright spots of this whole ordeal! Not that Sanji doesn't adore Celestia-san normally, but she's so cute as a human~!!]

Celestia-swaaaan~!

[Spins toward her, which might look more awkward than usual considering he's a girl right now. THEN AGAIN it's probably always awkward.]

I made a drink for you!

[Swoops into a bow that nearly pitches him straight forward onto his face. Damn extra weight on his chest that he's still not used to, hmph. He straightens again with a sheepish laugh, holding the glass out for her. Miraculously, he didn't spill anything!]

How you doing with the shitty legs?

4/3

[serving_lovely]

[Walks in on her in the galley, sporting an outfit that's ENTIRELY NEW and fits him much better than the shit he'd been trying to get away with before. Thank you, Keimi-chwaaaaan~

The smell in the air is different, though. At least, for when it's Keimi who's cooking. It smells almost like...]

...Ah. Whatcha doing, Keimi-chan?

[Because it smells like fish in here.]

[serving_lovely]

[Sanji automatically scowls at him over his shoulder.]

The hell, asshole, your hands broken? Get it yourself!

[So demanding, sheesh.

...And then remembers that Zoro's sort of tiptoeing around him right now because BOOBS or whatever the fuck, so that attitude all of a sudden seems kinda weird.

Sanji angles a little more toward him, giving him a suspicious look.]

[serving_lovely]

[Aww... Sanji steps in closer, a hand coming up to—

Well, to nothing, because he freezes again before touching Zoro. And then slowly curls his fingers into a fist and lowers it again.]

M'not teasing.

[He feels like he should probably...say it back. But he doesn't want to when he's like this. So maybe he should at least do something else reassuring, but he doesn't know what when he's afraid to put his hands on Zoro.

Sigh.]

[yourotherleft]

[he can see the hesitation, and while he appreciates the forethought, Zoro also feels like he could lighten up a little. What wouldn't be weird?

He looks down, and then reaches to gently close his hands around the wrist of that hand that nearly touched him.]

It's okay. I get it.

[three_swords_stronger]

[so this is what it was like to be Zoro! This was great! But he had to be careful. What would Zoro say in a situation like this so he tries to scowl back]

What are you looking at, swirly cook?

[yeah! yeah that sounded good! And go poking around for the booze.]

[three_swords_stronger]

Yeah. They're strong looking. [nod. Because he's Zoro right?]

Help me find a good bubble!

[starswirl_the_awesome]

I don't have any wings though. [disappointing.] But I have something on my butt.

[looks back to check] And a horn! Does that mean I can do magic?!