You saying I ain't?! You know nothing about me! I bet this woman you're looking for ran away from you.
[ No, he's not sure why he's doing this. The point of this whole thing was to laugh at Sanji realising Ginko was a man all alone, and now he's just saying a bunch of crap instead. It's not like he actually cares. ]
[ No, he's not sure why he's doing this. The point of this whole thing was to laugh at Sanji realising Ginko was a man all alone, and now he's just saying a bunch of crap instead. It's not like he actually cares. ]
i don't look for that crazy woman
the longer she's gone, the better it is for me
( but, come to think of it, tsukuyo left behind one of her kunai. at the time, zoro didn't think too much of it. she normally has dozens of those on her person, so missing one isn't such a big deal. she could have just forgotten in when getting ready in the morning.
maybe it's a clue, though. )
did you check the palace?
i'm going there now
pheme has something to do with this
the longer she's gone, the better it is for me
( but, come to think of it, tsukuyo left behind one of her kunai. at the time, zoro didn't think too much of it. she normally has dozens of those on her person, so missing one isn't such a big deal. she could have just forgotten in when getting ready in the morning.
maybe it's a clue, though. )
did you check the palace?
i'm going there now
pheme has something to do with this
shut up
i'm not going to just sit around and wait for you
i'm already here, anyway
they redecorated things
( they did not redecorate things; zoro just wandered to the wrong building on the wrong side of town. )
plus there's fog here, too
so it's gotta be tied together somehow
i'm not going to just sit around and wait for you
i'm already here, anyway
they redecorated things
( they did not redecorate things; zoro just wandered to the wrong building on the wrong side of town. )
plus there's fog here, too
so it's gotta be tied together somehow
[ Aching, and so, so tired of moving, itβs nothing short of a miracle that Aerith made it. There would be no way to rest until she went home, assuring herself that however crazy things might have gotten in the forest, Tifa and Zack are fine, and Lorcanβs been looking after the garden - though even he looks a little worse for wear, and bashfully avoids Aerithβs bleary gaze while shoving pieces of toast and glasses of lemon water at her as she staggers through the cottage checking on everything.
For what might be the first time since she arrived here, Aerith walks through the streets of Andovale and doesnβt feel the weighty gaze of the judgemental locals. Nobody cares that sheβs still wearing the shift she had on in the forest because they all look like hell too - and she recognizes enough of them from among the chaos of the party to feel right about assuming that like her, they probably feel like hell as well.
As much as her head aches, she feels grateful that sheβs not alone in that - she wants to disappear into Sanjiβs room and not come out until she feels more like a human being (ha) again - and she doesnβt have it in her to climb through the window. Today, she feels okay about getting away with using the front door, today, everybodyβs got a headache. ]
Sanjiβ
[ Itβs wail, and itβs a croak and a whimper too - every weak and mournful tone her voice can have jumbling together when she drags herself inside, swinging the door closed behind her before calling his name.
Likening this feeling to being hit with a terrible cold, Aerith knows if she lets herself linger, sheβs not going to be able to move again without effort, so she keeps right on plodding through the boat, familiar enough with the layout to find her way to his room with relative ease. ]
Sanji, let me sleep over?
For what might be the first time since she arrived here, Aerith walks through the streets of Andovale and doesnβt feel the weighty gaze of the judgemental locals. Nobody cares that sheβs still wearing the shift she had on in the forest because they all look like hell too - and she recognizes enough of them from among the chaos of the party to feel right about assuming that like her, they probably feel like hell as well.
As much as her head aches, she feels grateful that sheβs not alone in that - she wants to disappear into Sanjiβs room and not come out until she feels more like a human being (ha) again - and she doesnβt have it in her to climb through the window. Today, she feels okay about getting away with using the front door, today, everybodyβs got a headache. ]
Sanjiβ
[ Itβs wail, and itβs a croak and a whimper too - every weak and mournful tone her voice can have jumbling together when she drags herself inside, swinging the door closed behind her before calling his name.
Likening this feeling to being hit with a terrible cold, Aerith knows if she lets herself linger, sheβs not going to be able to move again without effort, so she keeps right on plodding through the boat, familiar enough with the layout to find her way to his room with relative ease. ]
Sanji, let me sleep over?
Page 4 of 5