13th Memory [Action/Voice]

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Sayo had been having a decent weekend, and for a moment, it seemed like it was right back to normal in Luceti. Still had those bouts of 'sleeping' problems, but hey, things were doing well. That is, until she found herself about 1 inch off the ground, barely enough to fit in a palm. Now she's shuffling sideways outside of work, leaving her clothes in a round pile to panic among the people walking by. Oh god oh god everyone's almost stepping on her—she skuttles over to the door to Seventh Heaven and beats her claw on it. Aaaah, that's right, she's early, oh no, oh dear—

THAT GUY ALMOST STEPPED ON HER.

So, Luceti. There's a high-pitch SCREAAAAA— noise as she skuttles haphazardly around people's (your?) feet. And if you listen well enough, you can hear the teeny tiny stunned voice:]

I'VE BEEN TURNED INTO A MONSTER!!

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Someone help me, I can't move well—please don't step on me—ahh!! Please, look down; o-oh, my clothes, my journal, someone!!


[Way way way later:]

[Voice]

Is... anyone else having troubles maneuvering their journals? [>_>]

((ooc: replies from whats_a_crab , time is totally breakable. :|b))

Comments

8| GOOD

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Putting on a smile, trying not to panic. Sanji knows she'll be fine - it's just an experiment, after all--

... Yeah, he's been here too long if that's his reaction now]

It's actually a crab, Sayo-san. There's no need to worry~! [Because a lesson is just watch she needs right now. Sanji slowly stands up, every movement made with care, and searches for her clothes. It doesn't take long to find the discarded heap]

The shitheads must be running an experiment again.

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

A... crab?

[Well, it's better than a monster, she supposes. She wobbles unsteady on his hand and then just decides to lay low.]

I'm sorry to trouble you, Sanji-san! I... didn't quite mean for this day to go like this.

[Look. Look at this crab in confused thought. It's so Sayo.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[... That's disorientingly like Sayo.]

Oi, you don't need to apologize. [Gathering up her clothes with one arm] Not everyday you switch into another species.

[That done, he straightens again and glances around, torn between keeping her safe in the restaurant where he can keep an eye on her, and taking her home]

Would you prefer to go back to your apartment or...?

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Oh, I-I'm not entirely sure where I should go. I don't suppose I'm in much of a position to open and close doors... Though I have to wonder how I'm going to go making dinner...

Ah, and I'm not entirely sure what I should be eating. Oh, this is quite a situation...

1/2

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[These are all very, very good inquires.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[To the kitchens, then, merrily singing out-]

Just think, Sayo-san keeping me company until she switches back~!

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Oh, that sounds just wonderful!

As long as you don't allow me near an open bowl or a fire, I think I'll be just fine!

[Lord, Sayo's attempt at morbid humor. Wouldn't that just be awful if she ended up on a dish and was almost horrifically eaten? 8|]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[lsdjkafhl he almost trips. Sayo, morbidity doesn't suit you well.]

Not to worry~! You'll be back to your original self in no time, I bet! [Oh god, Ginko would kill him if anything happened to her. He'd officially be the only life taken by the most zen man in Luceti.]

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes—






... I-I don't suppose they'll turn me back in my clothes, do you...?

[if a crab could blush, man]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[... his mind refuses to load that image. Sorry.]

... Even shitheads like that should have manners. [God, he hopes]

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

[/crab shrug]

Well, no use worrying over it!

[A pause.]

... Do you know anything about what I am, Sanji-san?

I'm a little stumped, myself.

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Crustacean. [Said promptly, as he slips to the back of the kitchen and deposits her clothes there. Then it's to the counter with Sayo] Specifically, I'm thinking a freshwater crab... but there are some that live on land or the ocean.

They typically eat algae, other plant life -- [p-pause... >_>] And sometimes non-arthropod invertebrates, among other things.

[i.e. worms]

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Oh...

What are those? Algae and... 'inverte... rbrates'?

[They sound nasty ;~;]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Nothing special. [HANDWAVE] We can probably cut it out, for now.

Are you feeling hungry right now, Sayo-san?

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Oh! Hmmm... I—I suppose I am, yes!

[She skuttles sideways toward the sink.]

And thirsty! I would love some water! I feel a little dried out and uncomfortable, really...

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's right. [Damn, he nearly forgot. Sanji fills the sink with a decent amount of water, and uses a drying rack for a stable walking board]

You have gills that need to be kept moist, Sayo-san. They'll let you breathe underwater too, I bet.

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Gills? Oh--this feels much better, actually!

[splish splash! I feel... rejuvenated!! ]

Oh, but are you going to be okay, one worker less?

I hope you know I'm judging you

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

I used to work this place by myself. Giving you a few days off is fine.

Judging me? Why, I don't know why you ever would. ಥ⌣ಥ

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

All by yourself? This huge place?

[My god.]

I imagine I wouldn't last a day, taking care of everything by myself!

DDDD8 Thank you, I'll be seeing that face in my nightmares

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Well, I've had a few years of experience. Not so bad when you get used to it.

[He's poking his head in the fridge while he talks, though he already knows the chances of finding algae there are pretty damn low.] Maybe seaweed'll work...

ಠ‿ಠ You're welcome.

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Seaweed? Ah, I'm just not cut out to be a crab! I don't even know what half the things I'm supposed to eat are!

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