[ How's Ghostie? How's anyone else? It's all Luffy would think of, wouldn't he? Coming back from who the hell knows what only to pick up right where he left off -- and asking if there's anyone else whose in trouble.
Suddenly the visual feed is... of the floor, with Sanji's shoes occupying about half the screen. He's dropped the palm reader down until it aims at the floor for some reason and there's a strange hitching sound.
Sanji's biting into his fist, imprinting the shape of his teeth into his preciously treasured hand as he struggles to hold back the waves of relief that crash over him, wearing away at the walls of his heart. ]
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Date: 2015-10-13 02:19 am (UTC)Suddenly the visual feed is... of the floor, with Sanji's shoes occupying about half the screen. He's dropped the palm reader down until it aims at the floor for some reason and there's a strange hitching sound.
Sanji's biting into his fist, imprinting the shape of his teeth into his preciously treasured hand as he struggles to hold back the waves of relief that crash over him, wearing away at the walls of his heart. ]
You... you piece of shit...!