yourotherleft | IC Inbox: Cerealia

Yeah, sounds good.

He told me that's how he trained back home - something about his real planet or whatever, its gravity is higher. I figured there was no other way to step up my training, regular weights weren't cutting it and we'd never catch up to Vegeta or even Luffy without it.

[Snorts a little as he starts gathering up cheese and vegetables and whatnot before grabbing a bowl and moving to the counter.]

Not likely to catch up to Vegeta no matter what you do...

[He sincerely doubts it, anyway. But it doesn't hurt to try!]

You've been going there every day? At ass o'clock in the morning? The hell, marimo, you could've mentioned it before now.

[yeah, he knows, but it's not stopping him from trying]

Why should I? You don't care what I do to train.

[that, and he doesn't want to expose himself to embarrassment if it doesn't work out. Plus, he was the only one invited by Vegeta, it was still kind of private.]

But he's gone now, so I don't have to go in when he's there.

Well.

[Okay, no, maybe not usually. But that's because most of the time his training is boring! Who wants to watch him lift weights at the gym or out on Sunny's deck over and over and over and over...

...Anyway. Point is, a gravity machine is different and actually interesting. Just as a conversation topic. Then again, talking. Something they're still not always very good at that.

Sanji huffs.]

No, you're right. I don't care. Forget that I accidentally showed any shitty interest.

[Not gonna offer a response to the last thing, just focuses on omelet making instead.]

[Nope, too late. Zoro watches him warily, arms folded on the counter to prop himself up. They're not good at a lot of things, but Zoro likes to think he knows Sanji enough to know that dropping it is not an option.]

Wanna see it?

[Looks up sharply before returning his attention to the pan in his hand, then gives a one-shouldered shrug.]

Sure.

[Slides the omelet onto a plate and walks over to hand it to Zoro.]

Guess I got some free time.

[grunts his thanks as he usually does and starts in on it]

If we break it, there's no way he'd let us use it again if he comes back.

[fair warning. But Zoro does somehow trust Sanji more than he does Luffy or Usopp not to break Vegeta's toy.]

[Looks totally unconcerned as he quickly whips up a plate for himself.]

Yeah, yeah. What's the likelihood that we actually fuck it up? Sounds like it's pretty sturdy to me, especially if that guy uses it.

[Leans up against the other end of the breakfast bar with his breakfast, glancing at Zoro with an arched eyebrow..]

Just sayin'. In case Luffy finds out and asks why we won't let him in or something.

[for someone indifferent to breakfast and scarce on compliments for Sanji's cooking, Zoro sure is plowing his way through that omelet like a starving man]

It's a miracle he even let me see it, let alone train with it.

[Actually has MANNERS so he's eating at a slower pace, as he do. Though said manners aren't enough to stop him from rolling his eyes.]

He's probably as starved for shitty training partners as you are. Hell, maybe he's even worse off. Not surprised he invited you to his super secret training room thing.

Mm. I guess there's that. [shrugs as he eats] I was thinking more that he's a top-grade asshole who doesn't seem to like or trust anybody. Guy seriously needs to unclench.

[pot, kettle, black...]

[...Yeah, just eyeing Zoro like: "seriously?"]

Right. Or he's just got a terrible case of shitty one-track-mind. Whatever, though.

[Shovels the rest of his omelet into his mouth.]

When do you wanna go?

I'm going in later today no matter what. [glances up to catch his eye] You got work or anything today to stop you from coming along?

[Shrugs.]

Don't gotta go to the studio if I don't want, I pretty much make my own schedule. So whatever time's good for you.

[shoves the last bite in his mouth and nods]

Whenever you're ready, then. Might as well just get down to it, eh?

[man, that was good. He should have savored it. He didn't. At least Zoro has the good sense to take his plate into the kitchen to leave in the sink before he goes to find where he kicked off his boots last.]

I'm ready.

[A beat.]

...Actually, I gotta get dressed first. But then I'll be ready!

[Drops his plate on top of Zoro's in the sink -- he can wash them later. And getting dressed basically just consists of changing from sleeping sweatpants into workout sweatpants, so he's back in the living room in about five minutes.]

[in the meantime, Zoro has located boots, strapped on his swords, and thrown on a hoodie. It's a bit chilly okay.]

You're going out looking like that?

[HE HAS TO TEASE. He gets so few chances. So with a gesture he leads the way, at least he can't get lost on the way to the elevator anymore. Mostly.]

We gotta go down to the big game center, they set it up in one of the virtual reality thingies.

[Harrumphs and turns his nose up.]

This is fuckin' designer workout gear, shithead, not that you'd ever know the difference.

[...Sanji isn't entirely certain himself, to be honest, but it's what the pretty salesgirl told him so of course he handed over an entire paycheck to her and just went with it.

He follows Zoro out of the apartment.]

I haven't actually been down there yet.

[As such, he has no idea how far away it might be. He'll just have to stay on the lookout for signs or something in case Zoro takes the scenic route.]

[sniffs at the mere idea of designer gear.]

It's probably faster if we take the train.

[definitely time to keep him on a short leash so he doesn't wander off and end up in the wrong district entirely]

[Just makes a noncommittal sound, focusing instead on lighting up a cigarette once they're outside.]

Following you. See if you can get us there before dinnertime.

[Except he's not so much following as he is walking beside Zoro so he can keep track of where they're going.

But maybe he'll preemptively point them in the correct direction.]

Train's that way.

I know the way! [steers into the correct direction anyway. Derp. Well he does know the way more or less since he goes there often enough. So one uneventful train ride later and they're in the entertainment district, heading for the giant region of flashing lights that indicates the game center.

The gravity room is Zoro's only reason to ever be caught near here, and he plows right past cute girls in schoolgirl skirts trying to convince people to come try this or that new game. No time for game. Gravity room.]

[Whoa whoa whoa, HOLD ON. Nobody told him there were cute girls in schoolgirl skirts down here willingly engaging any random people walking by in conversation! Zoro might plow right past, but Sanji promptly gets distracted and has to waste a few minutes twirling from girl to girl and cooing at them (and probably apologizing for Zoro's rudeness).

Though he does eventually tear himself away, but it's only when he notices Zoro's dumb green head is nowhere in sight. Again. Goddammit, every time...

It's not hard to catch up, at least, but he gives Zoro a disgruntled look once he does.]

Why're you in such a damn hurry? Those girls were trying to talk to you!

[ain't nobody got time for schoolgirls! At least Zoro doesn't, as he just forges ahead, finding an open room and getting the program set up the way he was shown.]

They're just salespeople. Trying to get you to spend money on stupid shit. Put it back in your pants and pay attention, cook.

[admittedly, it's nothing to look at inside. But unlike ViViD, this isn't about the graphics.]

[OFFENDED.]

Oh, it is in my pants, asshole, I ain't some sorta shitty sexual deviant.

[Trails after Zoro, watching over his shoulder because he's nosy like that but also, hey, he was told to pay attention. So.]

I just like to admire. From afar. By which I mean from a safe distance of at least several inches unless they invite further contact. What're you doing?

Getting it started.

[leaving that deviant comment untouched for now. He should expect this by now, really. ANYWAY. Heading into this totally plain white room with no furniture, nothing else in it. And the gravity is still normal, because that's going to be his pleasure to spring as a surprise.]

Sure you're ready for this?

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