[ like everyone else, we are looking generally exhausted, and also sans an outer robe. this is not the first time he's been through this rodeo, so he waits patiently for his turn, and then writes his own effect down on a paper napkin.
...how strange.
once he has, he nods at akira, passing the pen back to him. ]
[ time to do the yin yu thing and appear at the machine, reaching for the spout from behind to hold it so no one can make it work. he has no idea what a slushie is or how to work this thing but he does know how to deal with this kind of behavior. ]
Can the two of you desist? Master Sanji, tell me what type of flavors would be best for this machine. Akira, go fetch cups for everyone.
[ ahem. ] There's no sense in dying when five people have been killed. Focus.
[ at some point during this, dick made himself and steph each a slushie, and they both walked out of this entire building in total silence without anyone noticing, thank you ]
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...how strange.
once he has, he nods at akira, passing the pen back to him. ]
THE REVEAL
Okay. Hold up what you wrote in three, two, one--
[ZERO]
[he holds up a blank page in his travel guide. it says I really want a fucking slushie]
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I want to drink sweet-apple tea]
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sugar drink craving ]
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[giving Sanji an exasperated look, but]
Dibs on the first slushie.
[TO THE MACHINE]
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HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT RULES ARE]
-- You better save some from me, you brat!
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[he will FIGHT]
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Respect your elders more, you black-haired cretin!
[HE IS LITERALLY CHASING AFTER with the lemonade carton still in his hand]
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[he is getting to the slushie machine first and is going to FILL UP HIS CUP AS MUCH AS HE CAN]
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all so he can use his lemonade carton to fill up with slush]
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[kicks Sanji in the shin]
[I TOO HAVE IMPORTANT THREADS, AND YET]
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he... he can't do that.
That would be bad.
Fine he'll reach over with his free arm and PINCHES HIM IN THE SIDE]
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[he elbows Sanji in the ribs, trying to shove him out of the way to GET MORE SLUSHIE]
[PEOPLE ARE DEAD]
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God it's just both of them shoving and probably making a mess but Sanji's lemonade carton is only half-full, and--
Ash please get one of them]
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Can the two of you desist? Master Sanji, tell me what type of flavors would be best for this machine. Akira, go fetch cups for everyone.
[ ahem. ] There's no sense in dying when five people have been killed. Focus.
[ parent voice ]
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[yes. five people are dead. he hadn't forgotten, he had just been so focused on fulfilling that sweet, sweet sugary drink craving that he. . .]
[. . .]
[he steps back from the machine, taking a moment to look apologetic]
. . . sorry. You're right.
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Please stop...
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