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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?

[Arches an eyebrow, hands casually in his pockets as he follows him.]

Couldn't possibly be more ready than I am at this exact fucking moment.

[Sanji's so impressed with this totally plain white room...

His brow furrows a bit as he looks around. This is Vegeta's super special training thing? Huh.]

[yeah, he knows, that was his impression the first time too. But that's all the warning Sanji gets. As soon as the door is closed and the simulation active, Zoro raises his voice to call out to whatever computer runs this thing.

Gravity, five times normal.

[BOOM.

He's actually already sort of used to it, aside from a brief wince at the instant the gravity takes over.]

[Sanji's got his legs on his side, at least, since they're where most of his strength comes from, but the sudden increase in gravity still takes him by surprise. His eyes go wide as his knees buckle, and he instinctively throws his arms out to steady himself, though since he's standing in the middle of the room it's not like there's anything nearby for him to grab onto.]

Shit—!

[But after he's sure he's not going to fall flat on his face, he's able to straighten up and experimentally swings his arms back and forth a bit.]

...Whoa.

[It's a little weird. Everything just feels heavier. And this is only...the hell did Zoro say, five times normal gravity? Geez...

He eventually remembers to look around for the other man, who's of course just standing there like this ain't nothing.

Tch. Annoying.]

This the level you've been training at?

[Takes some practice steps toward him, trying not to look like an idiot. It's not too difficult or anything, just really different.]

Yep.

[notice, he's still just standing there, the only real movement he makes is folding his arms]

This is what he threw me into, right off the bat. I figure once I get used to it, I'll push it up another five.

[Huffs.

Sanji can totally just stand there, too. He can exactly mirror Zoro's position, in fact, crossing his arms over his chest and letting a dumb expression settle on his face.

...Actually it's just sort of a grumpy expression, but it's the best Zoro impression he's got right now.]

You're not used to it yet? I'm used to it.

Ohh, are you?

[he smirks, and then smoothly draws a sword. No letting it show on his face how heavy it weighs]

Show me, then. C'mon. Kick my ass.

[Blinks, eyeing the sword and looking for any signs of strain in Zoro's arm as he holds it up, but there's nothing. Hmph. Still, the corner of Sanji's mouth automatically tugs upward in response, and he lets his stance widen a bit.]

Gladly, shitty swordsman.

[He shift his weight to one foot -- and wow, that's actually a lot of weight, fuck. Doesn't stop him from gritting his teeth and lifting his other leg, but holy shit are his movements slow. Even when he tries to snap his foot around, he's completely lacking his usual speed and power, not to mention a good amount of his attention is focused on trying to keep his balance like this.

So you get one fairly sloppy kick that probably doesn't even really reach Zoro because he has to quickly let his leg slam back down before he topples over sideways.

Damn.]

...So maybe I should warm up first.

[yeaaaahhh he expected as much. Zoro grins widely, if only because he likes being right. And the cook looks funny flailing around like that.]

Uh huh, don't hurt yourself, there.

[it's not like he's that much more capable of moving smoothly, but he's at least trained enough to know how his limbs and swords move in these conditions. He's not going to say as much to Sanji, though, he just can't let the cook know his shortcomings. Definitely not telling him that he pretty much just got repeatedly smashed into the wall on Day 1, himself.]

Least you can see why I'm training here, now. In here, my swords weigh more than all the weights in the gym put together. This is real training.

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