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~♥TWENTY-NINE♥~

[Masaomi has been dreadfully ill since, well... since about Nagisa's party and going to look for a starfish the night before. Since then, well... he passed out there, barely made it home, and had been nursed ever since. He was slightly delirious though all this, and he relied on Saki to get him through things while working on autopilot. He wasn't able to really move much himself until about the 29th or so. After that you might have seen him going in and out of the kitchen. But had he not seen Saki as much somehow...?

This pattern lasts until he wakes up about three PM on the 3rd. He's finally feeling better, and is able to pick up the journal, flip through things, and then go check on Saki and... she's not there. He searches the apartment, is it just him or is it more empty. Finally, he goes to make a filtered message to her to see if she's around...

And. She's not. The filter breaks.

She's gone.

Gone.

He got back his cell phone a while ago - he hasn't opened it, really, but after Fray gave it back to him the only thing he used it for was that thing with the texts and "Tanaka Taro." But. He flips it open to see Saki's picture in there. His grip tightens. They never even talked and she's gone.. completely gone. He begins to shake. The rage lasts a while and he tries to calm down enough to make a little post saying she's gone. and finally... two hours later, he thinks he is]

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Everyone. Ah, I - I... [...No, he can't do it. He can't be calm]

Son of bitch! No! [And then he throws the cell phone clean across the room. It hits the wall with a loud sound - it's not broke, not quite, but the battery pops out of the back and the screen cracks. But who cares. Now, now? His voice is pained beyond anything people have heard in Luceti since about when Mikado was sent home, but this pain is different - Mikado's was cold fury, this one is erratic fury and sorrow and... well yeah]

Why now?! [Voice break] Why- dammit, [He grits his teeth] Dammit!

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[Tiny ball of black fluff intimidating? Must be the orange eyes, because while Sumire is six months old and going on seven, she's still small even though she's grown quite a bit.

Or maybe it's because she can be so forward in her affections.

See her purring and trying to rub her face against Katara's as soon as she's claimed.]

Oh thank you, Katara. [Law makes a noise between laughter and exasperation.] Sumire, you know you're not supposed to be out of the house.

[Katara just gathers Sumire up - much to the cat's protests, affection is fine, but having any sort of freedom curtailed?]

I'll just drop her off inside.

[Masaomi just... follows suit. Into the house, that is, following Katara still silently]

[When Law suspects said cat is in the early stages of heat? You better believe it. No kitten-surprises for him, thank you.]

I'd appreciate that. [And things are feeling more than a little tense over on Masaomi's end - the nervousness is literally jumping up and biting on Law's senses. And it makes things awkward.]

Oi, Masaomi, you've eaten yet?

[Let's try breaking the ice here.]

[Just walking right in like she's done it a hundred times before... which she may very well have... and not letting go of the cat until the door closes behind her.

She glances at Masaomi when Law asks that question, not knowing the answer herself.

...and also takes in the set up on the table there. Huh.]

Aah... hah. [And he forces a smile, itching the back of his head]

Not... really.

[Law's gaze slides to the table and to the single bottle of sake (which he had gotten into while he was waiting) and a couple of ochoko, and back to Katara. He's... not sure what that look is for, and in turn his expression turns slightly confused. Masaomi's certainly old enough, plenty of pirates his age... and he wouldn't not offer a drink in this case. It's customary to share one in bad times with friends and good acquaintances.

... really not sure...]

Rather get some sleep right about now?

[Yeah... awkward.]

[No particular look at all, actually - just a curious one in Masaomi's direction. Regardless of what she thinks of it in general, right now alcohol would eventually help Masaomi sleep and... she doubts he'll get much of it otherwise so. Good.]

Sleep might not be a bad idea.

[She sets Sumire down and turns to address Masaomi. How to say Are you sure you're going to be all right here? without just. Insulting everybody.

Besides, he's about as 'all right' as he's going to get.]

Unless you're hungry? I could help make something, if you want.

[Stick around, make sure all food is eatable, ease the atmosphere, ect..]

[...Katara to stick around sounds nice to him. Despite the late hour, despite agreeing to stay with Law, the idea is incredibly comforting to him right now. Mostly because he just wants to leech off of Katara as long as possible right now . . ]

I'm hungry, yeah.

[Sumire pads around Katara, rubbing against her, and then walks over to sit at the feet of the other visitor, gold coin-like tag (imprinted with one very familiar Jolly Roger) swinging slightly.

Law on the other hand is already moving to the cupboards.]

Any preference? I've got some rice still left in the cooker... and uh, fresh fish in the fridge. Some eel I could grill. ... vegetables. Some miso. Tofu. Soba. Curry fixings...

[mutter mutter]

What else do I have...?

[Well it is Trafalgar's house. And it's Masaomi's stomach. So Katara will just. Glance inquiringly at this.]

[...] Eel. That's good for health anyway, right? I've been sick.

[okay so it's more demanding than he would usually be, so]

...I could do it.

Healthy and hearty. Sure, I could make that. [He begins opening up cupboards - first in his hand? A skillet.] You're welcome to help yourself to anything you want to drink in the meantime. Both of you.

Katara, would you grab the ingredients, please? [Rattle, rattle, out comes an electric grill onto the counter.] There's some sansho pepper and sesame seeds in the drawer next to the fridge. Eel's in the fish drawer [Aka the meat drawer, but Law eats more fish than meat.], there's some bell pepper halves and broccoli in a plastic bag at the bottom, and, uh, kabayaki sauce and cooking sake in there as well. Top shelf.

[Okay, Unadon. Simple... though Law does steams the eel first with sake, and doesn't just grill the fish, and his version involves grilled vegetables as well.

And beware, Katara. A pirate's fridge is always full of alcohol. Those bottles of rootbeer stuck at the back and forgotten? Might not be so kosher.

Especially with a brand name of 'Dr. Stiff's Spiked Rootbeer.']

[...she thinks she can manage to not drink those sodas, yes.]

Let's just keep it simple. [She takes out most of the ingredients, but leaves in the broccoli. Something too heavy at this hour, before sleeping? Not healthy.]

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Ah no... Eeeh... I actually meant I can cook?

[Or well, under better circumstances he totally could. He follows into the kitchen with a vague desire to do something to help with this, but is Law's all over it he's not about to interfere or anything]

Oh. You don't have to, but if you want, you could help Katara with the cutting...

[He will totally handle the grilling and steaming of things.]

[Katara just eyes him, gauging his general capacity at the moment, and then hands him a knife. She is totally willing to share work at all times, okay? Okay.]

[Oh fine. He takes the knife - his hands aren't quite shakey right now, so that's a plush and he'll go to, well, chopping things]

Katara, would you like anything as well? I'm kinda hungry myself so I'm going to fix myself up a portion as well.

[You know, might make things easier if Masaomi doesn't eat alone.]

I'll have some tea. And maybe some rice.

[But she doesn't want to stay out too long. It's getting late, and she has to walk back to the house herself. She's hardly scared, a waterbender walking alone at night, but it wouldn't the first time that she's run into trouble at night either.]

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Mmmm... are you sure you don't need to go home?

[... He doesn't want her to. But]

Tea and rice. Got it.

[... that's a point, though he's confident in Katara's ability to take care of herself.

He is... just going to give her a slight inquiring look about that.]

I can stay for a little while longer, it's fine.

Mmm~

[Okay, he tried. Not that he doesn't want her here but. Yeah]

[Yeah, this is going to be awkward the whole night, isn't it? Can't be helped.

Meanwhile Sumire has taken her place at their feet, turning begging eyes in their direction. If you would. Drop a little eel over here. She'll give you cuddles!

While Law ignores her for the moment, amused. He really does have her spoiled rotten. But only for a moment, as he slips her a little eel.]

Nearly ready.

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I see no brown, what are you talking about?..

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