Mayhem at Malihini

[allendsmeat]

Who: Straw Hat Pirates and Guests!
When: 20th-26th
Where: Malihini Island
What: feasts! attempted cannibalism! exploring! shards! making out! awkward sexual tension!
Warnings: Just for the crazy
Status: Open to anyone in the area




Have fun! I'm gonna put up threads for the food'n'fight group and shard findin' group. We do have a map which Robin possesses. You can drop in on either or stay on the ship and guard it or just have fun on Malihini! You know, whatever. :)

Comments

[yourotherleft]

Did he.

[once he gets himself situated, propped up just a little more on his pillow, he reaches across to feel the bandages around him]

Good thing he's with us.

[serving_love]

Real good thing.

[Now his eyes narrow a bit.]

What with the fucking spearhead in your shitty shoulder and all.

[yourotherleft]

What are you so pissed about? I'm the one who took the spear to the shoulder.

[and you don't hear him complaining. Yet.]

[serving_love]

[Glowers.]

I'm not pissed.

[Pointedly turns away and goes back to reading his journal -- or staring blankly at it, really.]

You wanna be an idiot and get yourself drugged and beaten up by a bunch random-ass nobodies, you go right ahead.

[yourotherleft]

[ugh, he's still too tired and groggy to really fight back with any venom, so Zoro just flops back onto his back and rests an arm over his eyes]

I didn't know the shit was drugged. Not until it was too late.

[no need to lecture him, cook, he already feels like shit for not noticing]

[serving_love]

[Would take pity on him, maybe, but he's too inexplicably annoyed by the whole thing. He glares down at whatever page he's looking at.]

So don't just eat fucking food from fucking people you don't even fucking know!

[...Though. He can't say that and really mean it, it's not like this is the first time someone's wanted to party with them, and there are always situations where the need for food will trump whatever else is going on.

It just grates on him for some reason. Zoro is a goddamn beast, same with Luffy, and for something to take them out that easily...

He huffs.]

Wasn't there anything suspicious about them? Or did you not even bother to think something like this was possible?

[yourotherleft]

No! [he instantly regrets getting heated up to yell, that hurt. His side, mostly, he forgot about the burning sword he took there. Settling back down, he continues less angrily]

They brought us food the other day, too. It was fine, nobody got sick. I thought it was just more of the same hospitality. Nothing struck me as odd at all, everyone was happy. How was I supposed to know why they were so damn happy to see us?

[serving_love]

[Looks up sharply in time to see Zoro settle down, and Sanji deflates a bit himself.]

...Alright, don't pop your shitty stitches.

[Snaps the journal shut and tosses it somewhere off to the side, then crosses his arms and slouches down in a sulk.]

This is why you should just eat MY food.

[yourotherleft]

[shifts his face away with a bit of a pout]

I thought if we got Luffy stuffed there, it would spare our own resources.

[always thinking of the crew...and his own selfish desires, too. Better to use up someone else's booze, right?]

[serving_love]

Well, you got him stuffed, alright.

[Grumble grumble.

Then he sighs and rubs the back of his neck.]

Whatever they hit you with fucked you up pretty good. It's not always gonna take strength to beat you.

[yourotherleft]

I know. [quietly, ruefully] I won't let it happen again. I can't. It's so stupid...

[That's all the wallowing he'll allow himself, though. After a moment, he moves a hand toward Sanji, seeing if he can reach him from there]

[serving_love]

Damn right it is.

[Zoro can reach him, but Sanji isn't entirely sure what he's looking for and just kinda raises his eyebrows at him unhelpfully.]

[yourotherleft]

[poking, that's what]

I'm hungry.

[serving_love]

[His look goes flat and unimpressed.]

Sure. Would you like that drugged or poisoned?

[yourotherleft]

[deadpan right back]

I don't need your shit right now, cook.

[serving_love]

[Rolls his eyes.]

Fine. What do you want?

[yourotherleft]

[he thinks for a moment]

Not to sound like Luffy, but meat.

[serving_love]

[There's a beat, then Sanji somewhat reluctantly cracks a small grin.]

Meat. Alright. Lucky for you, I got some cooked already. Gimme a minute.

[Pushes himself out of the chair and disappears through to the galley.]

[yourotherleft]

[his eye follows, though he stays in position to rest. He can definitely tell he's weak, either from the aftereffects of the drug or loss of blood, maybe both. As much as he wants to get up and prove he isn't, it would be the height of stupidity right now, so he reluctantly sags into the bed and waits.]

[serving_love]

[Returns after a couple of minutes with a big ol' plate of beef tips and rice. He grins again when he spots Zoro, and even chuckles a little.]

Don't need to look so sad, marimo-kun, I'm sure you weren't the first green-haired moron they managed to fool.

[yourotherleft]

[damn, he noticed. Zoro tries to erase his pout as he pushes himself up enough to be able to take the plate. God, he's hungry.]

Shut up about it already. Just...ow. Gimme the food.

[serving_love]

[Holds the plate just out of Zoro's reach because he's kind of a jackass.]

I know you got some manners buried somewhere under that thick skull of yours.

[yourotherleft]

[he breathes a long sigh and grumbles under his breath]

Please.

[serving_love]

There you go.

[Smirks, but he does hand the plate over as he takes a seat on the edge of Zoro's bed. Then he leans around to get a look at his shoulder.]

Should probably get Bepo to come take another look at you if you're still wincing like that.

[yourotherleft]

It can wait. [and then belatedly adds, in a quieter tone: ] Thanks.

[he eats quite a bit before saying anything else, but the cook is close, nice and close now. He can't not talk to him.]

How long've you been sitting there?