capeandcowl | 31st Memo- Voice

If you want me to cook dinner, my place is better-stocked with everything I need. But yours is pretty comfortable, I won't lie.

How can I pass up dinner? Your place it is.

Got to tie up a few loose ends here, and I'll be over.

Of course. I'll be waiting~. [in the kitchen with his apron on. No, it doesn't say 'kiss the cook' although he really had a hard time passing that one by]

[Callie comes the "normal person" way, which means he's hearing a knock at his door. She thought about the usual way, but she was already inside the building. She was feeling out of sorts- but if anything Sanji would make her feel better, right? That was the plan.]

Hey it's me.

[She calls to him, that way he doesn't figure its one of his charity cases that comes by for food.]

[slightly unexpected but not unwelcome. He comes out of the kitchen wiping his hands clean so he can properly greet her - taking her hands, drawing her in, giving her a quick kiss hello]

Well, well. I guess you weren't in the usual hurry if you're not coming in by window~. Come in, make yourself comfortable.

[She smiles, walking in and kissing him back]

Nah, I was in the neighborhood dropping a cat off.

[She walked back to the kitchen with him, but relaxed against a counter he wasn't currently using. She liked watching him cook. It was a nice distraction anyhow]

What are we having?

A cat?

[he heads right back to where he left off, checking what's already on the stove]

I hope you don't mind something not related to the holiday. I looked up some of the recipes since they're plastered everywhere today, and they all sounded terrible. Heavy and unpleasant. So I went for chicken almondine with broccoli. [a smirk over his shoulder] At least broccoli is green?

[ Callie gives a shrug]

Hey, it's not severed human limbs- it can be orange and I wouldn't care. Sounds great.

[She finally decides to respond to the cat question.]

Severus left a cat behind, so I passed it on to his Godson. I'm not really a "pet" kind of girl. I've got all the companionship I want.

Ahhhh... [as he moves over to start chopping fresh vegetables for a delightful salad] I can understand. I'm not big on pets myself.

So. This...Severus guy. [trying to sound all casual] How'd you know him?

We got to talking a lot when he first arrived here. He got to be a great business partner and friend. I guess I knew him pretty well... he must've felt the same, seeing as how he left me about everything he owned.

[She didn't know how to feel about the fact that him leaving supposedly meant he was dead. She suddenly got a bit tense, glaring, and looking away]

Why should I feel so crappy about him leaving? Does it really make much of a difference that him being ported out means he's going to die? He's not here anyway. This is so stupid.

[the knife falters for a moment]

...he got ported back to his own death? Well. Shit.

You remember last summer, Luffy's brother Ace? He wasn't here very long, but. [the chopping resumes, as he talks over his shoulder] He was dead, back home. His time here...all we could do was be happy that he had a few extra weeks to see his brother and hang out with friends. A few that he didn't have back home. I'm not saying that this guy going home to being dead is something to brush off, but...I guess it just happens. Even to the best of us.

[She sighs, rubbing her temples]

I guess. I should hope he'd find his way back here. He was a decent guy, and an amazing soldier. The man deserved a life. It sucks to know he probably was just getting started with one here before he left.

[Callie didn't find it necessary to tell Sanji she had slept with him. It seemed like unnecessary information, especially since it was before their relationship got serious. Past canoodling was past canoodling.]

But you're right. No point in letting it get to me. I just... really liked him.

[She hasn't been this upset since Hellboy. She might've felt a little worse because of the canoodling.]

[he got vague suspicions based on his lone encounter with the man, but that had been a weird day overall so Sanji's not about to pry if he doesn't have to]

Yeah, it's all shitty, I'll give you that. Wouldn't have guessed that he was anything like a soldier, though.

[everything he's preparing is going well, so he's got a couple of free minutes to sashay over, caress her cheek, and smile for her]

Can I get you something to drink? My booze selection is stellar as always.

[She smiled at him. He was actually being pretty comforting. She tugged a little at his tie, placing a kiss on his jaw.]

I can get us some wine. You just keep cooking, baby.

[She gave him a wink before moving to the wine rack.]

So, not a pet guy. Why's that?

[happy! he practically wiggles his way back to the prep counter. The pilaf for the almondine is just about ready, so he busies himself arranging the salad on two plates rather artfully]

Never really had one. Chopper doesn't count, he's not a pet - he's crew. [shrug] Some ships need cats to catch mice, but even the Baratie was kept cleaner than clean so we didn't need one.

I had a two headed hell hound before. He was a sweetheart, but Mom didn't want me to bring him with me when I went to go visit her in Manhattan. When it wasn't her thinking Daddy was trying to win me over her, it was the flaming piss that set her curtains on fire. I had to give him up, but then again I could have house trained him.

[She fills two glasses with a nice red wine, and sets one on the kitchen counter. She swirls hers a bit and smells it before taking a small sip.]

I was more concerned about other stuff... like teaching him how to sick someone. He was pretty damn cute, though.

Two-headed...? [he smirks, mostly at the flaming piss, while he works] I suppose that would have made a pretty good guard dog. You know, we ran into a three-headed Cerberus once. Well, it was a zombie pieced together into one, but we still did. Luffy tried to tame it.

No kidding. [She taps her lips] A three headed pieced together Cerberus? That's pretty good. I take Luffy didn't succeed?

No...he did, actually. I rode it for a little while. But it probably keeled over with all the other zombies when we defeated Moria, so no big loss.

[he's now on to creating eye-pleasing plates of chicken almondine, with a fragrant pilaf and steamed broccoli, garnish and everything. He can't help it, it's what he does]

Man, that kid surprises me every time I hear about him.

[She eyes him a bit as he worked. It really was pretty damn appealing- watching him make food. Even the apron was cute.]

Who was Moria?

[it's a moderately dumb apron, there's a fork-and-knife picture painted on the front pocket but otherwise it's plain. And he's totally into that prep, creating his works of art that taste great, even though her question makes him scowl and scoff]

Damn pirate warlord. He had a mad-scientist type working for him to build zombies out of body parts, and then he'd take the shadows from his captives using his devil-fruit ability and cram the shadows into the zombies to make them live. [clearly irritated...mostly because the fucker took his shadow]

[Callie had to smile at that]

Sounds like a conniving ass.

[She was almost impressed. She had to appreciate a man who could cause mayhem in an innovative way. She does notice Sanji's irritation.]

How'd you take him down?

That's putting it lightly. [he finishes up and stands back to inspect his own work, finally taking the wineglass she provided for him and having a sip] You wondered why I hate zombies, before...well, that's why.

It's a long story. The whole crew was in on it, though, we all played our parts. [turning wistful for a moment] I almost died that morning...twice...hm. Hell of a fight, that was. Ah, but I'm getting nostalgic at the wrong time - have a seat at the table, my dear, and dinner will be promptly served!

[Callie sits herself down, taking her wine glass with her.]

Huh. Mention you almost died twice and you're nostalgic about it?

[She sips her wine]

You really are looking for a fight like that?

[he's right behind her with their plates, setting hers gracefully in front of her. He has to back for his wineglass, though, brb]

Oh, I'm in no hurry to die, don't get me wrong. I just hate meaningless fights. The kind that settle nothing, prove nothing.

[he settles in across from her and just sips at his wine, wanting her to take the first taste and approve or disapprove of his main course] ...mmm, now, remember the time we fought together against all those demonspawn? That was really something.

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