[007 || Voice (accidental)]

[serving_love]

[Waking up is like emerging from an awful nightmare this morning. Sanji comes out of his sleep groaning and feeling like his head is swimming, trying to sort through the weird and horrible images that his brain insists on showing him.

Only they're less like images and more like fragments of memory, and just when he'd groggily began to think that maybe he did have a nightmare, reality rushes in and assaults him like someone tossing a bucket of shitty ice water his way.

He shoots up in his hammock, eyes wide, heart pounding wildly as dread twists his gut, and his journal flies off his chest and lands innocently on the floor of the men's cabin -- conveniently open, of course.]

WHAT THE FUCK?!

[........Yeeeeah, he'll just be promptly diving back under his covers and curling into a ball for awhile. Breakfast might be a little late, Straw Hats, because he pretty much has no plans to leave his hammock ever again.]

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[grizzly_tea]

In my defense, I have not been on your ship terribly long, so you are correct in assuming I've missed most of the meals you have prepared. Most of the food I've eaten was what I had prepared for myself, and as ashamed as I am to admit I was... wary of you.

[Maribelle lets out a heavy sigh, turning her back on Sanji.]

Look... when all is said and done I... didn't trust most of you. I'd originally wanted to come aboard your ship to prove my assumptions correct about you and your crew being nothing but lowborn pirates. I wanted to break Smoker and Keimi free of whatever spell you must have put over them, yet from everything I've seen you're all simply earnest, trustworthy, and loving people. Not perhaps always showing those sides of yourselves, but... I've been wrong about you, and I'm not used to being wrong.

[When she turns back to Sanji, there's a certain bit of a downcast and humble look to her, some of her haughty arrogance stripped away.]

I just wanted to tell you... I'm sorry for judging you before knowing the facts about you. I hope... maybe in turn you may even consider me as one of your... friends someday.

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[serving_love]

Keimi-chan's known us for years [sort of, when she's from anyway] so you were never gonna have much luck there. Heh, Smoker...

[Just looks amused as he pulls away to dig a cigarette out of his pants pocket.]

Begrudging quasi-respect maybe? But that idiot more or less got stuck with us, he'd leave if he had anywhere better to go. And if we were home, he'd be trying to capture our asses.

[He lights up, taking a drag as he considers her, and then just smiles.]

You're not the first person who's had us pinned wrong, anyway. [He holds a hand out for hers again.] Breakfast now? Let's get you those apples.