Nicholas D. Wolfwood (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
notabluesbro) wrote2011-09-19 03:41 pm
notabluesbro) wrote2011-09-19 03:41 pm
28th Confession [Lotsa' Action/Video]
[Wolfwood had been taken Sunday night, but surprisingly, they didn't keep him for long. Monday afternoon spat him right back out onto normal Luceti grounds. And to what? To being miniature again. Four years ago, Nicholas had ventured Luceti, looking unkept and nervous. Now, he's still unkept, but in a way that seemed to just be a lack of caring—clean now, free of dirt, but still carrying the bruises of struggle. Where they were once from running amuck on the streets of Gunsmoke, they were now marks of success or failure during training.
His hair is always a mess, of course. Who needs brushes. :|
But that's the least of his concerns! He's more occupied with his cross. Yes, that big, hulking cross, you know. The one Wolfwood could carry without any difficulty? Well, Nicholas has his, and he's busy with huff-puffing across the forest with it. It's on his back, but he's not the usual straight, dignified 20-something. No, he's hunched and might as well be relabeled The Little Engine That Could.
... time for a break. He sits under the trees near the lake, careful to keep away from it, and runs a hand across the journal. He remembers this place... though he never thought he'd be back. Four years may seem long, but really, it's hardly any time at all, is it? The 12-year-old opens the book up and looks at the set-up, remembering.
This button, right?]
[Video]
This thing's working, right? Is this really Luceti, or am I just having a weird dream? Feels real enough... but... I didn't—I mean... I didn't remember it. Why didn't I remember anything? [He runs a hand through his hair.] I shoulda' remembered something like this... even just a little, I definitely woulda' remembered.
[... Hm.]
Say, anyone knows if there's a kid here with long blonde hair? Blue eyes? Name was Vash. Did he make it back home, or...?
... Guess I should find a way back.
[And so he goes, with some effort at the 250+ lbs on his back! And he's a little lost, because while he remembers Luceti, he doesn't remember it that well to know his way through a dense forest. If anyone'd like to help him out or run into him, that'd be super duper. Otherwise, when he finally does get back to the village, he's hitting up the bakery after walking around to recollect his bearings and memory. One may find him in said bakery with his crazy-ass cross that's still an entire head taller than him, munching on a plate of sweets.
:|;;; it's so tasty okay
And of course, he'll give the strawhat kitchen a visit. He remembers you, Sanji. Very well. You and your shitty kitchen. Hmm... Challange accepted. He'll consider this task training, too. CAN HE GET PAST ANY OF THE OBSTACLES?! CAN THE FRIDGE BE OPENED WITHOUT DOOM AND DISCORD THIS TIME?!?!]
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His hair is always a mess, of course. Who needs brushes. :|
But that's the least of his concerns! He's more occupied with his cross. Yes, that big, hulking cross, you know. The one Wolfwood could carry without any difficulty? Well, Nicholas has his, and he's busy with huff-puffing across the forest with it. It's on his back, but he's not the usual straight, dignified 20-something. No, he's hunched and might as well be relabeled The Little Engine That Could.
... time for a break. He sits under the trees near the lake, careful to keep away from it, and runs a hand across the journal. He remembers this place... though he never thought he'd be back. Four years may seem long, but really, it's hardly any time at all, is it? The 12-year-old opens the book up and looks at the set-up, remembering.
This button, right?]
[Video]
This thing's working, right? Is this really Luceti, or am I just having a weird dream? Feels real enough... but... I didn't—I mean... I didn't remember it. Why didn't I remember anything? [He runs a hand through his hair.] I shoulda' remembered something like this... even just a little, I definitely woulda' remembered.
[... Hm.]
Say, anyone knows if there's a kid here with long blonde hair? Blue eyes? Name was Vash. Did he make it back home, or...?
... Guess I should find a way back.
[And so he goes, with some effort at the 250+ lbs on his back! And he's a little lost, because while he remembers Luceti, he doesn't remember it that well to know his way through a dense forest. If anyone'd like to help him out or run into him, that'd be super duper. Otherwise, when he finally does get back to the village, he's hitting up the bakery after walking around to recollect his bearings and memory. One may find him in said bakery with his crazy-ass cross that's still an entire head taller than him, munching on a plate of sweets.
:|;;; it's so tasty okay
And of course, he'll give the strawhat kitchen a visit. He remembers you, Sanji. Very well. You and your shitty kitchen. Hmm... Challange accepted. He'll consider this task training, too. CAN HE GET PAST ANY OF THE OBSTACLES?! CAN THE FRIDGE BE OPENED WITHOUT DOOM AND DISCORD THIS TIME?!?!]
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notpunishingyet ))
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[Not a rubber captain raiding the kitchen he finds, but a boy of twelve or so, and it stops Sanji up short. Even more because this scene looks and feels altogether too familiar.
And dat cross.]
Wolfwo-- [No. Too short and young] Nicholas?
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Didn't get me this time, huh??
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[Bah. That grin makes it difficult to discern how Sanji feels about this: seeing the kid again, despite what such a thing entails...
He's less pissed off than he normally would be, he decides after a pause, and leaves it at that for the time being. Gruff reply time is go]
Tch. If I knew you were coming, I would've tried something a little more appropriate.
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[Yeah, remember that quite, scared kid? The one that wasn't much like adult Wolfwood? Well, ch-ch-changes. He's getting there in the trolling department. Very slowly.]
... If I ask pretty please, would ya let me into the cabinets, too?
Without breaking my arm or something.
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Oi, that shitty lock wasn't the point. An alarm goes into my bedroom, and then I take a more hands-on approach. [But since Nicholas is the culprit - though looking and acting more like his adult self - Sanji can't go kicking squishy children.
And the boy could use more meat on dem bones. As for the request? Smirking]
Oh? I don't bother locking those up. [He reaches over to demonstrate] Luffy usually hits the fridge first.
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[He reaaaches on up--and hey, he can actually REACH them this time--and gets himself some bread. :D
Sanji may notice he's still as scrawny as ever, but... surprisingly muscular. He had a lot of stuff to do in these last four years. :|a]