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We're more than carbon and chemicals

Who: All Draftees
What: Fighting Third Party
When: 26th, 27th, 28th, 1st, and 2nd
Where: The Southern Farmlands
Summary: See here for overall details.
Rating: Probably gonna be gorey in places :|a

DOESN'T NEED A CUT. People should know how this works, if not, just follow other people's lead. I'm gonna set up some strategist threads at the top, for the four strategists to use if they want to, otherwise people should start their own threads.

((Mod Note: Since this has been asked a few times, just fyi, the livestock do not talk. Happy hunting!))

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Well, Ian, congratulations. You got Sanji to stop. Completely. He hasn't even applied enough pressure to crush the ribcage and splatter the heart. That would be because he's too busy staring with his mouth hung open at your face, and that it's on your shoulders where it belongs and--

You're... alive...]

Ian?

[Ian lets go and rubs a hand across his hairline, assessing if he was all-healed yet; seemed so. And so it goes, he's standing in the middle of blood that came from his neck, looking at a guy who'd just watched his face fall away from his body.

... Suffice... to say, he's not sure what words he should be formulating, to make this any less awkward for him and shocking for Sanji. He swallows what's left of the blood in his throat.]

... I'm okay.

[...] Aaa.

[Very slowly he steps off the Third Party fighter, taking not heed of the man struggling for a weapon. Sanji just kicks him in the head until he's silent, though still breathing at Ian's request.

Funny - just a moment ago he couldn't imagine Ian with no head, and now he's struggling to commit this new image to memory, as if this past minute hadn't existed. It's clear he's struggling with what to say in response to it all.]

[Oh wait, he does have a response:

His fuckin foot in your face, you son of a...]

BASTARD!

THE FUCK WAS THAT! ARE YOU TRYING TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK?!

[While crushed under foot suspiciously like that icon:]

I think... you kicked my tooth... loose...

I'll kick more than that loose! [He removes his foot, and stomps it down before he gives into the urge to loosen Ian's nose next.

Damn it, he's nearly sick from relief]

Warn someone next time!

[He sits up, spitting out a tooth ~~which is already growing back in, fancy that~~, and looks up apologetically, with a little more seriousness. It suddenly (finally) occurs to him that Sanji thought he'd just watched someone die.

Ian personally hates that feeling more than anything in the world.]

Ah... sorry... I didn't—really think to tell you about that.

Edited 2011-02-27 11:55 (UTC)

You think? [There's no bite in his tone this time save the remnants of an adrenaline rush. Shit, he's really starting to hate this draft and what it does to his psyche.

...]

C'mon. [Both are still surrounded by the heat of battle. This is no time to dawdle.] Unless you want your head cut off again.

[You got a little smudge on your cheek there. 8|;;

But he follows obediently, feeling wonderfully guilty.]

Y-yeah. It's not the funnest experience.

[>_> Pretend it doesn't exist for now.

They walk in silence, Sanji hyper-aware of their surroundings to the point of paranoia. Odd, how much he doesn't care about Ian's immortality - he can still get hurt, and that's what the chef's concerned with]

... how often does that happen?

Losing my head?

[oh-so-sheepishly:]

... I've lost count.

Edited 2011-02-28 00:27 (UTC)

... I see.

[He says nothing else to that. Not much to say, after all. Except, besides:]

Be careful anyway.

[He flexes his arm at that, managing a little smile.]

Yessir, I'll do my best! As long as you don't kick me again!

[This stare, over his shoulder]

No shitty promises, bastard.

Awww, come on! Your kicks are really disheartening, you know!

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We're more than carbon and chemicals

[Any day after the first] /shoots you too, btw

Re: [Any day after the first] /;A; SO CRUEL

1/2 [Any day after the first] Says the mun who CUT OFF HER OC'S HEAD

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Re: [Any day after the first] oh come on, it's like, canon at this point for him

[Any day after the first] 8|| /judges you anyway

Re: [Any day after the first] Bah, he's been blown up by landmines, he's fine with this

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Re: [Any day after the first] wait this reply makes more sense :|a

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