[Action] HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUFFY!

[gourmet_gams]

[The Sunny is docked at a spring resort island that has a village within a short walking distance. It holds enough population for an easy access TRAVERSE point to be there, but isn't so crowded that it attracts large crowds of the rougher sort of people. The entire island is on the small side, but manages several decently bustling villages with restaurants and shops due to it's infamous spas. So there are options if somehow food runs out, no one will be without options as long as someone is willing to stop partying long enough to run out for more supplies.

And the plans are set for partying, there's enough food for every known Luffy in the contacts to enjoy and then the guests too, a treasure chest cake that is sized correctly and a whole hoard of cupcakes to go with it, fireworks planned for once darkness falls, live music, and enough alcohol to start up a liquor store and then some. Tents have been set up, tables arranged, and everything is ready for the celebration of the year.

Friends, allies, family and all Luffys have been sent the information to access the TRAVERSE point, and information on the islands location for those who wish to sail there instead of relying on the TRAVERSE SYSTEM. And no detail has been missed, no potential whim unseen to. Their treasured captain's birthday has to be perfection. And nothing less than outstanding and spectacular will be tolerated by the planning committee.

A future king deserves nothing but the best.]


((OOC: OPEN POST, Come celebrate, tag around, make toplevels, whatever. Time for one hell of a pirate party.]

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[gourmet_gams]

Maybe you're just too slow to keep up.

[They want a challenge out of this, both of them pushing further and pressing their luck in the name of what? It's not even a traditional fight. It's sparring sure, but it's more than just that. It's a ritual for them both at this point, because who's going to be able to take what they can dish out besides the other? But it usually ends before it gets too far, before they manages to wear each other out or actually hurt each other. And now, with the party away from them and people focused on Luffy rather than two bickering battlers, they're alone to deal with their nonsense together and unchecked.

It's the same old story, mixed up with different banter and moves, but still it feels good for Sanji somehow. Even if they end up passed out next to each other, still dreaming about who's going to win, this is something of a language that they actually know how to speak. When words fail, swords and kicks don't. And he doesn't have to think beyond his next move when they're fighting this way.

But no matter how much harder he kicks, or how much faster, it's not getting Sanji anywhere. And unless one of them really wants to hurt the other, or something happens, they're just not making any progress or change.]

[yourotherleft]

[Zoro knows it, too, he feels the same and while he understands their eternal dance on some level, on the surface it never ceases to frustrate him that he just can't beat the cook without killing him. And he would never, no matter what he mutters in moments of annoyance. At this rate, if he wants to pull out something flashy, it might end the fight but not necessarily the way he would like it to end. Ah well, at least it would be different.

He waits until the next time Sanji comes in high and crosses all three swords together into a triple block, catching the momentum of the kick and holding, unyielding for the briefest second. When he cuts outward with all three, it repels that motion, though the path of each sword is its own, leaving him exposed. If he's unlucky, Sanji will recover and kick him again while his shoulders and chest are wide open. The next moment should decide this.]

[gourmet_gams]

[Sanji sees the chance, that short opening that would allow him a chance to actually come out on top of things. It's just one moment, one potential opportunity to push through and try to defeat Zoro. Not that he's sure if that's even the goal in the end, even in his mind it's not about winning but proving. Even if he's not sure what he's trying to prove half of the time.

That he's good enough? That he's better? That he's stronger? None of that really fits. And even in his mind and without the worry of judgement of others there's not an easy fit for the mess of friendship and rivalry and feelings between them that are better worded with a slash and a kick. Those things rarely get messed up in translation. He can respect Zoro, believe in his strength, care about him but saying it? That's a lot to ask.

And that respect means that he's not turning down this chance. Not just for himself, but for Zoro too in a sense. He'd be so furious if Zoro had the chance for victory and didn't take it. So Sanji goes for it as soon as he's recovered enough to, kicking with as much strength and speed as he can safely afford for this.

Sanji knows what Zoro can handle, what he can take, and his heart is racing and his stomach is tied up in knots. He's excited and it's all adrenaline and motion when he closes in and makes contact. ]

[yourotherleft]

[as far as Zoro's concerned it doesn't count as defeat, if it's that close a finish. His left arm is coming in again for a follow-up but Sanji's foot is a fraction of a second faster, striking him in the chest hard enough to send him skidding back a few feet and for his swing to just miss. He keeps his swords, and his balance, and when he lifts his head, there's a moment where it looks like he's just going to keep fighting. But this is the first contact they've made that wasn't just blocking. Fair hit. Point to the cook.

Zoro abruptly straightens up, talking around the sword in his teeth]

I'm hungry. Think Luffy's left anything for us to eat?

[gourmet_gams]

[And just like that, it's over. And Sanji doesn't know how he feels about that, he expected more and further and it's amazing and anti-climatic all at once. He thought that there'd be more, a bigger fight after this, he didn't think that Zoro would just be done.

Shit. It's not hollow, it's not even a finish for Sanji, it's not anything but the end of it. Like a shift in conversation, with a lot more in the way of emotions rushing through. And Sanji's heart is still beating hard as he stands on his toes for a moment to get a better look at the food table.] He's still talking to Ace. Keeps reaching to grab at things but this is the fullest I've seen a feast stay with Luffy in the area. If we want something for ourselves we'd better get there fast.

[yourotherleft]

[honestly he could go all night, but it's probably for the best that he's actually hungry. Must have worked up an appetite by fighting.]

Yeah, all right. Maybe he won't even notice us if we come up behind him. There'd better be more than vegetables left.

[like, come on, leave some meat for the rest of us, Luffy. He sheathes his swords one after the other and rolls his neck, feeling all nice and loosened up now. He might swing past to grab the booze on his way, too. Or just come back to it, either way.]

[gourmet_gams]

I doubled up on the meats, so there's a chance.

[Sanji can't actually see what's available from here, just that there's enough to look impressive still. There's a chance that Luffy's had most of the meat at this point, but there's more where that came from. It's just not all out at once, because Sanji knows that's asking for Luffy to eat it all. And Sanji is prepared for the appetite of not just their captain, but multiple versions thereof.

If Zoro stops for the booze, Sanji will grab his wine too. If not, they can just go back to the spot to eat. It's just barely out of the way of the bulk of the party and quieter, and he can see almost everything from the area.

It's not a particularly hard task to get past a meat and brother distracted Luffy, although Sanji has to jerk back suddenly when an arm stretches out violently and nearly knocks him over on the way to grab at another large piece of meat on the bone.]

[yourotherleft]

[thank heaven for haki, really, it's about the only thing keeping Zoro from getting accidentally punched in the face right now. He flails a bit in the opposite direction to avoid that arm and then ducks, going in low to sneak at a plate. What did he get? Hm, fish. Eh, that'll do. He gestures to Sanji, though it's hard to tell whether his pointing means "do you want some of this?" or "can you grab the onigiri while I do this?"

Whatever, as long as they have food at the end of this valiant charge and can slip back to the bench with the booze to enjoy it.]

[gourmet_gams]

[It really is hard to guess at gestures, especially when they're trying to stealth mode snag food from right behind the back of the most dangerously enthusiastic eater possible. Sanji finally just grabs a tray, and makes good use of his fancy footwork, quick steps getting him around the table to grab at things they both might enjoy. It doesn't take him long to get a decent selection for them. And he's finished not a moment too soon, this time one of the other Luffys that have shown up for the party actually slingshots himself towards the table.

Honestly Sanji is lucky to escape with the food he has. But he makes his way back to the table after that, the cuisine carnage now in the distance.] Shit. [He's honestly surprised that worked. Their food run was a success.]

[yourotherleft]

[Shit yeah it was, and whew, their timing couldn't be any better. Eesh, more than one of him? Zoro looks back over his shoulder as he follows Sanji back to the bench] ...oh boy, now we're really in for it. One's bad enough, then you multiply it by Ace...

[right, so he got grilled fish and...cheese? So they don't taste good together but eh, it's food. And hey, the booze didn't get knocked over or stolen, so bonus! He flops down and reaches for the bottle, taking a swig.]

'Bout time you sat your ass down and ate like a human being with the rest of us. [with a smirk, as he picks up a fish to gnaw on. He will never not look for something to needle the cook about]

[gourmet_gams]

[Sanji knows he made enough, he made what borders on too much honestly, and when he sees Luffy's mouth stretch over a tray that Sanji couldn't hold easily with both arms spread out he still wonders if it's possible that he miscalculated how much to cook.] How many of them actually made it here? No. Never mind. Don't tell me. I don't want to know.

[Once comfortably seated, Sanji pours himself another glass of wine, to go with the hodgepodge of food he managed to snag, the tray pushed to between them so they can both grab things off of it. It's not all for him, after all. He eyes what's closest to him, within easy reach, to see his prospective snacks.

Mmm, onigiri, cured meat, and stuffed fish. What a combo.

Whatever. He knows it all tastes good. So if nothing else, it's an issue of eating it separately and enjoying the fact that he managed to get a pretty good spread despite more than one Luffy and Ace within view.

Sanji rolls his eyes at Zoro's comment, but there's really nothing behind it. He's too busy stuffing his face with what might be the best onigiri he's ever made. Sanji is consistently skilled, but sometimes he manages to do better than even his standards would normally allow depending on the ingredients available. And this mess of a place they're in at least pulls together some of the best food he's managed to try. There's that going for it, if nothing else.

Chew. Swallow. Drink of wine. Continue.] I should have left you to fend for yourself.

[yourotherleft]

You can't let me go hungry and you know it.

[he shoots that smartass comment back easily, while likewise grabbing some of the onigiri and devouring it. Goes good after a workout and god yes how can he manage to top himself with something so simple as rice with a little topping and a stuffed center? But the cook sure has. Mmm. Zoro's silent compliment comes in the form of sitting there licking his fingers to get every last touch of salt and nori]

I see you managed to grab my favorite before I could get to it.

[AHEM]

[gourmet_gams]

That's the only reason I feed you.

[Sanji appreciates that Zoro is enjoying his food. Not that he's going to say it, of course.

And wait, Sanji grabbed the favorite? Hmmm. That's something he can work with. He knows that Zoro enjoys the onigiri he makes as a rule, but this particular flavor will be further noted for later. But for now, he's going to be an ass about it, because he can.] Your favorite? Too bad.

[Sanji holds up the rest of the onigiri he's been working on. And he looks Zoro in the eyes while taking a large bite out of it. And he chews it slowly, eating it like it's the best food he's ever had in his life. Because sometimes, words aren't enough, and the best insult is to savor a fantastically made bit of food right in front of the person who wanted it.]

[yourotherleft]

[oh you absolute piece of shit...

Zoro does his best to pretend like he doesn't care but there's definitely a vein pulsing in his forehead as he picks up his half-full bottle and drinks straight from it, locking his good eye on Sanji right back. Dare you to make him use a glass.]

Do that again and I'll slap it right out of your hand.

[even if he just finished a fight it will be on - again]

[gourmet_gams]

You do that and I never make this type of onigiri again, bastard. [Don't mind him, he's gonna finish off his last bite quickly, and lick his fingers shamelessly now. It's delicious, see? He's not brazenly staring him in the face this time at least, because he's not wanting food to go to waste if they actually do go to blows.

There is one more on his side, nestled behind the large piece of stuffed fish. And he really is tempted to just eat that one too, slowly and right in front of him, for the sake of starting a fight.

They really can't behave themselves.]

[yourotherleft]

[some sadistic streak in Zoro really wants to see what the cook would do to him if he wasted food, but thankfully, a nice boozy haze and the delicious food have him less interested in coming to blows than half an hour ago or whatever it was. He makes sure to let his one-eyed stare linger just long enough to convey exactly how unimpressed he is with this petty display and then goes back to the grilled fish he picked up. Nice and salty, mmm.]