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24th Confession [Partially Accidental Video/Action]

Ow, ow, ow, ow!!!

[This morning is starting off excellently, Wolfwood. Just peachy.

Ugh, what a headache. What a bodyache. They didn't have to be so rude about kidnapping him. Once the drugs have started to wear off and he can walk in a straight line, he'll retrieve the journal slung open against a tree and speak up into it, now that he notes it's recording anyway. Whelp, at least the journal was trying to offer an act of kindness. Even if it did squat... Nah, right now he was too worried about a.) Amelia's problems with Legato, b.) Vash being a dumbass while sick, and most of all, c.) how Milly's doing.]

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Looks like I'm back. How long did they have me this time? [He makes a fist and presses his back grumpily; they also managed to give him back his clothes. How sweet.] And I think I actually got it good this time; no problems as far as I can tell...

...

Did I miss anything? Please tell me it was at least peaceful around here.

[Because we don't all have to come out of this annoyed, right?]

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[You can catch him fully clothed and walking through or out of the forest. Maybe he'll stop by the restaurant or the bar. Gotta refuel myself, ya' know. Little does Wolfwood know, he's actually effected by his shitty ~~luck~~ mallynap: he can't answer any question untruthfully. Won't this be just good fun for a certain spikey-headed bastard. Otherwise, he's doing just peachy. B|]

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[Only one way to find out, right? Sanji gives Wolfwood no warning before he asks]

What's your favorite kind of food?

[Hush you, he's thinkin—]

Any kind of pasta, really, though I'm more savvy to noodles.

...

.... Whelp.

Pasta? Really? [Maybe he and Wolfwood really are long lost brothers--

Oh yeah, there was a point to this.]

On second thought, keep that closet idea as a backup.

I used to eat it all the time while I was training. It's quick and I guess I just grew a liking to it all that time.

[But now he's genuinely uncomfortable. It's not like he wasn't one for telling the truth, but it feels like it's not stopping where it should. Not to mention, all the things that should never be uttered to the general public. Least of all Vash or Milly.

Not you, either, Sanji.]

[He leans into his hand thoughtfully, and then decides to just swallow that growing concern for a more lighthearted mesh of feelings. Vash was pretty good at it, so he figures he has a shot.]

Well, it was nice knowing you Sanji. I'll be hiding underground if you need me for anything.

[The chef looks momentarily surprised, and then winces from his own guilt. He hadn't meant for that to be a... nngh. And he can't stop himself from connecting the dots between the young, half-starved child from his memories - some kid far too young for smoking and wielding a gun and murder - and what Wolfwood is telling him against his will.

If a thoughtless question can get that type of answer... Damn. This experiment has too much potential to be a shot in the dark.

But he chooses to press on like Wolfwood for now, and with care sidesteps any questions on his tongue - joking or otherwise]

I'll bring you some noodles. And some pasta I think you'd like. Just try and ration it.

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[Testing a smile—aaaand he can't even do it, so he just settles for a curious look. How the hell does needle noggin do that shit? It's like a superhuman power, or something.

Still, he appreciates the caution.]

Pirate pasta, huh? I'm a little worried about what it is.

Seafood pasta. [Sanji can certainly grin - maybe not with Vash's potency, but he's had his own type of practice]

Unless you don't got a taste for it.

...

I'm guessing you ate some pretty weird ocean life in your time.

Oi oi, you wouldn't know a shitty difference if I cooked it for you.

That depends on if I find any eyeballs, claws, or fishy parts in the process.

[You uncultured swine. Sanji waves off your concerns like smoke]

I'll see what I can do.

[Well, duh. Gunsmoke.]

Wonderful to hear.

... By the way, thanks.

[He doesn't even need to know you spoke to Vash and Milly to know you've spoken with Vash and Milly.]

Eh? ... Don't mention it. [And Sanji doesn't even need to be aware of what he's being thanked for, to know Wolfwood means it.]

And by the way... why didn't you ever mention Amelia-san?

[HNNNGH QUESTION

... but fortunately, one he'd answer truthfully anyway.]

We're all being a little... cautious right now. That last shift had her, uh, as girlfriend to a certain asshole from our world. Chances are if he finds out too much, he'll use her against me or Vash.

[... Which fucking sucks. He's not the kind to enjoy being pushed around like this, but with the circumstances as is? It's hard to do anything permanent to solve it, huh?]

[No elaboration is needed on certain assholes. Sanji's eye slits]

Tch. That explains why she looked nervous giving out her name and Vash's. Ho-- [He stops abruptly before the question is finished - damn, but that's annoying - and considers it carefully. While he doesn't like forcing Wolfwood to talk... in the end he decides to put faith in how much he'd tell him regardless]

How much do you think certain assholes know about her? Or is it too hard to tell.

Well... [That's the hard part, ain't it?] I'm not entirely sure yet, but...

[A pause, as he presses his hand to his mouth. But he knows he has to admit it. He can tell from Legato's tone that he's got a really fucking good hunch.]

I slipped and told her things she didn't want to hear. And then Amelia slipped, I think.... Probably told him she knew he killed me. From how the bastard talks, he probably ventured a guess about her being from Gunsmoke after that.

[Frankly, only you and Mihai know he's dead, outside of his usual traveling buddies. He had no intention of telling her without being forced his hand.]

... This is a problem. [No shit, Sherlock, but they both know Legato is no fool. And at this point the psycho could easily torture Amelia on a half-guess and get the same result]

I'll talk to her.

[Even if it won't do much.]

But once he's got an idea, I can't imagine Legato'd just let it go, until he knew he was right. And even then... he knows she's close enough.

[Gotta watch my blood pressure.]

She's at least staying with me and Vash and the girls, for now. It's as safe as we can make it, without making this messy.

Maybe with his master gone, the shitty dog won't bite as freely. [There's a question in that statement somewhere]

... Or maybe it just makes him more restless.

[He hasn't forgotten Kaori and the shitty ordeal that followed. In fact, all of Wolfwood's dangerous encounters with him had been before Knives came and went.]

Without his purpose in life, he's more rabid.

[At least, from what he's witnessed.]

[So it's about what Sanji figured, when pushing optimism to the side.]

Well, if you end up needing help, putting the dog down for a few weeks... [Whether or not Legato's as dangerous as Vash and Wolfwood make him out to be, it's against Sanji's policies to back down from a good brawl.]

[LOL OPTIMISM. Clearly a factor missing in Wolfwood's life.

But still. He tries.]

I'll be sure to remember that. For now, he's been fairly quiet, so... we'll see how it goes.

... Sure would like to muzzle the sonofabitch, though.

Heeeh. Save all stupid attempts for after you stop spilling your shitty guts and secrets everywhere. I'm sure he'd love to have a word or two with you right now.

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