[voice, mostly] and always action to Straw Hats

[yourotherleft]

Out of curiosity, has anybody figured out a...I don't know, an antidote or something to protect people from losing their damn minds every other month? By now I've seen enough bizarre behavior, it'd be nice to find some kind of immunity to that.

...not that we can predict when it happens.

Which reminds me. Ace, you ever send Luffy something like that again and I'll come over there next. You don't want me to come over there.

[some time later, he adds, scrawled on the bottom of the page as if he forgot that he can't write notes to himself on this journal...]

Needs more treasure. I need those weights.

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[action]

[yourotherleft]

[looks from him to the knife and back again]

I don't want to learn to cook.

[there has to be something else he can do to be useful. Or, he'll just get up and take his leave. Either way, he plans to avoid making Sanji laugh at him again.]

[action]

[serving_love]

[Frowns a little, looking stubborn.]

It's prep work, barely even counts as cooking. It's not like I'm gonna force a shitty chef's hat on you.

[But Zoro's clearly not making any move to take the knife back, so Sanji huffs and relents after a moment.]

Ugh, fine.

[He'll just chop up the rest himself then, hmph.]

[action]

[yourotherleft]

[Nope, standing his ground on this one. Not that he's not watching; Sanji's skill is like magic to him, he sometimes pays attention but still can't figure out how the pile of ingredients turns into tasty food. Magic, seriously.]

I wouldn't have thought you would even want my help.

[action]

[serving_love]

Yeah, well.

[Finishes with the celery and sweeps that plus all of the uneven broccoli chunks into a bowl that he totally brought with him to the table, then moves on to the carrots.]

That was obviously a momentary lapse of judgment on my part.

[action]

[yourotherleft]

[He rests his chin on a hand and keeps watching, as if trying to puzzle out some great secret of how the cook works his magic. Some part of him is actually disappointed in himself for letting his crewmate down, which feels weird.]

Anything else I can do?

[action]

[serving_love]

[Not used to being under such close scrutiny from Zoro of all people, he can actually almost feel him watching. He doesn't look up, instead trying to stay focused on his work, though honestly he could do this blindfolded at twice the speed he's currently moving.]

Nah... It ain't a complicated meal.

[action]

[yourotherleft]

[He grunts an affirmation and sits back, finishing off what's in his glass and setting it aside. That seems to be enough for today. And, as content as he is to believe that Sanji just keeps being the unfortunate victim of whatever weirdness periodically happens, Zoro still has to wonder. About a great many things.

He pushes himself out of the chair and brushes past the cook]

...I'll let you work.

[action]

[serving_love]

[Pauses for a beat, half glancing up at Zoro as he walks past, then he forces a shrug and goes back to chopping.]

Yeah, alright.

[Soon as Zoro's out of the galley, though, Sanji drops the knife and reaches for the bottle of sake still on the table to knock back a healthy dose.

Because there's something that feels eerily like disappointment lurking in the back of his mind that Zoro actually left, and that's...unsettling. To say the least. ...But he'll shove that aside and bury it somewhere and get back to dinner!]