[Action -> Written on the 18th]

[flickerflash]

[After a conversation with Buffy, Katie's on the hunt. This week, anywhere between the 14th to the 18th, she's looking for a man with red skin who may or may not be incredibly old (by her own thoughts on the matter) but she's reliably informed he might be able to help her.

That's not gonna work out so well, mind. But such is life. On the 18th, she hunts through town as a kitten, because by this time she's getting too much attention. That, and asking fellow cats for possible directions is less attention-getting when you're a cat yourself. 8|




In the end, though, she has no luck. So loathe as she is to use her journal, she tries asking outright on the journals; written and hopefully as anonymous as possible.]

[Written]

Dear John with the red skin,

Can I have my magic back, please?


[Seems legit.]

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[wise_maiden]

I would choose to wait even if it wasn't.

[action]

[flickerflash]

[...Raine ;w;]

But what if you drown?

[action]

[wise_maiden]

Your safety is more important than my fear, and... it won't catch me by surprise this time.

[concasse]

[It's a short trip, though slightly elongated thanks to Pumpkin attempting to scale up to Sanji's head despite the chef's amused protests. He's grateful to set her down once they're in the restaurant, and not to his surprise, his cat zooms right off the moment she's set free - probably to find the highest vantage point and troll incoming customers.]

I guess this is what I get for spoiling her.

[flickerflash]

Do you mind that she does it? [Hey, Katie understands the high vantage point thing. She gives a little wave at the cat.] I like to spoil my cat. She spoils me back all the time.

[concasse]

[He immediately brightens] Not at all! Pumpkin-chan can do whatever she likes~! [Yep. Spoiled with a capital S. Though Sanji gives Katie a bemused glance]

You have a cat?

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[flickerflash]

[Your fear can kill you around a changeling; Katie knows that. But she can't bring herself to say it, because Raine has touched on the one spot of comfort she needs right now. Her fingers curl into the fabric of her pinafore.]

I won't let you. Drown. I promise.

[flickerflash]

No. I have a dog. But there's a cat that likes to think that she has me. Have you seen a black one called Licorice?

[Brook looked after it while Nami was one inch high |D]

[action]

[wise_maiden]

I believe you. We'll get through it together, all right?

[concasse]

[Well in that case...]

So that was your cat. [Fitting, he supposes. Katie seems like a staunch cat-lover for some unfathomable reason.]

You should bring her over some time! I bet Pumpkin-chan would love a playmate. [While he chats, he leads Katie into the kitchen proper, holding open the swinging doors]

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[flickerflash]

All right.

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[Katie hurried her steps to catch up, scooting through the door as if she's afraid he'll change his mind.] I think I shall! Licorice needs more friends, she's very lonely. [...Licorice gets around, actually. But shh. >_>a] And she loves fish, t...

[...and your kitchen smells delicious. Whatever she was going to say next sort of trails off as she kind of leans back and tries to inhale it all in one shot.]

[concasse]

[... Uh oh, did the smell knock her speechless? Sanji bites back a snicker and just watches the expressions play out on her face, scooting closer to the fridge]

Another fish lover? Maybe I should pack some away for Licorice-chan, too.

[flickerflash]

All cats love fish. [Shiiifty eyed gaze.] Would you mind? She eats more than I do.

[concasse]

I think I can handle that. [Opening the fridge now, and... huh]

Sorry Katie-chan, I guess I'm out of finder's fish. All I've got is salmon, tuna, catfish, cod, trout...

[She must be so disappointed.]

[flickerflash]

[Oh so very.]

Cod--!!

I-I mean cod is terrible, but I'm sure if you're out of finder's fish it will have to do. [>_>]

[concasse]

[Oh no, don't let him twist your arm over this, Katie! Even if he's already pulling out said cod and inspecting it for freshness. Yep, this'll do.]

In that case, just give it fifteen minutes and-- oh! [He pauses in the middle of grabbing some foil, looking over his shoulder] What kind of fish would your Licorice-chan like?

[flickerflash]

She'll settle for cod, too. [Clearly they share the same tastes.] I think she's allergic, but that's okay. [And Katie is trying her best not to look hungry.]

[concasse]

[Ha, allergies. Licorice can walk it off. >_>

Sanji is now mindful to put in two pieces of cod, lightly seasoning them on both sides with lemon and pepper before he wraps them in the foil. The oven's already warm enough to stick them in, so all that's left to do is wait. Sorry Katie, Sanji didn't bring his physic-breaking cooking skills with him this time.]

That should do it. [Glancing over his shoulder, hands on his hips] In the meantime, why don't I get you something to drink?

[Well, they are in a restaurant. Might as well treat her like a "paying" customer]

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[wise_maiden]

[It seems to be a good time to seal the deal with a fresh-bakery muffin offering. So she'll hold it out to her.]

Hi so apparently my brain died

[flickerflash]

Okay! [But distraction by fish out of the way, she's sort of remembering that she meant to speak to him about certain things.]

Um... how have you been?

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[flickerflash]

[That at least brings the smile back to Katie's face, though it's small, and she holds out her hands to take the muffin.] Thank you. I hate muffins.

[action]

[wise_maiden]

I was counting on that. Now don't eat up.

rofl I HAD WONDERED

[concasse]

[Oh, right. Sanji had nearly forgotten about those "certain things" - or at least that he still needed to discuss them at large. Some of his smile dies, though it's more a show of deep thinking than disapproval. He hums to himself, framing a response while he goes on the hunt for her drink]

I'm fine. [It's a true enough answer, though give it a pause and he continues uncertainly] Can you... still see them?

>_>

[flickerflash]

Not at all. [She wrinkles her nose, then shifts her gaze directly to the space behind one of his ears.] Invisible fish are very tasty.