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[Well those are plenty surefire signs that something is off...]

Zaveid?

[She'll uh... just be going off to find him now...]

Edited 2016-10-21 03:19 (UTC)

Tha's me.

[ How are you doing, voice from the glowing box.

His room's got his name on it, it's not particularly hard to find. ]

You okaaaay?

[So that's a slight singsong tone she's throwing in to match how....near loopy he seems to be. There's something wrong, but if he's somewhat positive, she can at least match it until she finds out what's going on.

His room is too easy to find, and she knocks before opening the door and-]

......whoa, what?

Mmmn.... Maybe. [ He has no clue, okay. If he's dead, then technically, no, he's not okay.

If he's fine, then... wait, no, he knows he's not quite 'okay', at the moment either. Eh.

Either way, there's a sprawled Zaveid who blinks sleepily up at her from mostly off his bed, and.. yeah, congratulations Dove, it definitely seems like they're pretty high up on a mountain, but for that bed and.. bright yellow caution tape pile. Hmn. ]

Right? Howzit fit? Why's it nice?

[Initially, without even looking at the video properly]

Shut up and go back to sleep.

[Just uh. Give it a moment. Or two. He'll catch on eventually. And when he does--]

... Oi, the hell is that?!

But tha's borrriinnggg... [ There's a whine in reply, Sanji, as the view moves - yeah, this is a big mountain, strangely complex mountain, and it actually looks like they're not all the way to the peak. ]

S'not suppos'to be here...

[ That isn't the answer Sanji was looking for, Zaveid.. ]

You think, genius?!

[Sanji's calculating numbers and square feet in his head, but really, what math is necessary to understand you don't fit a mountain inside a castle?]

Where are you? Is that your room?

[ Yeah it just doesn't work. ]

Was in m'room ... Kinda looks like... not really anymore...

[ Yeah, it's his room, he's just too asleep to really connect the dots. ]

[Oh for shit's sake--

Storming out of the kitchen - it always seems to be the kitchen - and Sanji doesn't bother with questions anymore. Zaveid's punishment is a loud train of curse words and threats while the chef stalks after his aura, both confused and relieved when it's exactly where it's supposed to be.

His hand steels over the knob.]

I'm coming inside.

... Thought this was outside...

[ There's a mumble from the phone, not really audible from the closed door. Look, he's decent? It was his kids who hauled him back to his room, okay, and its not like he usually sleeps.

Although as Sanji opens the door, there's another mumble, from Zaveid who is.. sort of on his bed? Like.. There's a leg and foot up there, bright yellow tape proclaiming CAUTION wrapped sitting on the floor like something pulled off, and a blanket sort of covering him. He is wearing pants though, jeez dude. ]

'nless a whole lot was a dream...? [ ... He's just really confused over here, okay. ]

[Look, Zaveid, you parade around without a shirt, and Sanji doesn't know what you do in the sanctity of your bedroom. Nakedness he could handle, but that'd be the only freebee he'd give out.

And upon opening the door... Sanji still doesn't know what to make of anything. Easier instead to keep his focus on Zaveid, who looks bleary from exhaustion, but otherwise alive and well]

Tch. So you're fine. [Closing the door behind him, not sure what else is the correct response here.]

And why would it be a dream if I'm here?

[ Exhausted, but fine. Really exhausted - he's worn really thin, somehow in a way that has nothing to do with his breezy nature.

He blinks confusedly up at Sanji. ]

'cause s' Reyfalke. [ He flops his hand to the stone under him, which sort of looks like on purpose, no matter how he struggles to keep his eyes open after he blinks. ]

n'doesn't stink of dragon...

[ So somethings up. Could be his nose isn't working. ]

Uh-huh.

[Sanji's little hum would sound patronizing if he weren't so distracted by the landscape, disbelief still clear in his face. He half-expects everything to go up in a puff of smoke, a trick of mirrors, except Zaveid seems to actually be sitting on that stone.

The chef gives a jump. It's enough to propel him next to the seraph, and there's a moment of surprise when the stone holds his weight without effort]

And what's a Reyflake?

[Rayflak? Falke? Whatever.]

S'Eizen's... house. [ that probably doesn't explain much either, unless Sanji really thinks on it. Eizen was described as earth, right? If Zaveid can be the wind, what could Eizen do to stone?

Suddenly those arched pathways are as natural and yet made as they look. ]

C'n almost see the top from the sea... might've been Edna's... adding to it...

[Ah, there's a name he recognizes (and one he doesn't). Not that the information does shit for him, but Sanji's seen stranger on the Grand Line. Zaveid says it's the guy's house, and so the chef takes it at face value]

Not what I'd call homey...

[Still not comfortable with the idea of sitting, Sanji juggles his weight from foot to foot, shifting around as he continues taking in the scenery.]

But you recognize it, eh? Must be the castle hiccupin' or some shit.

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shirtlesspersona - 2016-10-23 21:16 (UTC) - Expand

...Are you on something?

[That's her first comment and the first thing that springs to mind with his manner speaking, incredulous until she actually gets a good look at that video feed. Whoa, that's impressive. Breathtaking to boot.]

The ground...?

[ His initial reply doesn't help any of that, does it? The video wobbles and then there's a view of blanket wrapped about something not visible, and bed edge. ]

N'the bed. That too, 'parently.

Edited (i can remember that outside the brackets is the spelling mistakes, totally) 2016-10-26 04:54 (UTC)

And you're very high... [Rin, stop.] Up, that is. High up.

[But no seriously, he's obviously unwell. She's missed a lot in the past few weeks and thus doesn't know the source, but as that time was spent being out sick, she sympathizes.]

But you don't have to worry, unless you think you'll fall out. You're not hallucinating or anything.

Right~ 'e did good on Reyfalke~!

[ Either he mangled something, or managed a proper word. Either way, he seems to be less confused...

For a couple seconds, at least. ]

... Huh? Howzit fit?

[A what now? It sounded like a name. She considers asking, but he only barely made sense that time; Rin's not sure she'd be able to get the rest.]

It's some magic of Ozuma's most likely. A lot of other rooms look at the moment; mostly resembling places from our worlds. Ah, one... sec...

[Some fiddling. What buttons did it again? This and... Right, right, this. After a few seconds pause, the video feed is switched on, and to show him what she means, Rin records the inside of her own room (currently resembling her house's living room).]

See? This is what my room looks like right now.

Edited 2016-10-30 00:39 (UTC)

[ A really sleepy hum. ]

so.. y've got a room in a room... and I've a mountain in a room...

[ He's silent for a bit. ]

... wonder how far it goes....

[Technically the rest of her mansion is here too, but Rin sees no point in splitting hairs.]

Hard to say. All the same, you don't sound fit for exploring it.

But 'm always up for...[ Yawning so hard it might be audible when his jaw pops..

And when his phone falls out of his hand to whack him in the face. Good job sir.

Just a sad whine. Giant baby is here? ]

[A super giant baby, but as someone who was feeling under the weather for most of the month (and assumes that he is), she can't help but sympathize with a slight wince. She waits until his whining has died down before speaking, a little louder due to the position of the phone.]

What do you have?

....? A phone?

[ Although he trails off before listing his clothes, because wait, oh, she meant why he was so tired. ]

S'not anythin' humans gotta worry'bout.

[ Grumbly, a slow sound of hand in hair. ]

I.. just don't got any energy... Keep fallin' sleep all over...