... Which, in this case is Sanji's startled holler and what should be his sorry ass sliding through the trapdoor, but alas. This man is only half-cursed without his spiral eyebrow.
He falls.
He slides.
He-- he is crawling his way back up, what the hell, using the ribbed soles of his shoes like the world's most foul-mouthed spider monkey, slowly making progress towards the door while fury makes his visible eye practically glow in the dark.]
... Oi. [Voice calm, save for how much energy he's exerting trying not to slide back down. This is fine.]
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You win the prize.
... Which, in this case is Sanji's startled holler and what should be his sorry ass sliding through the trapdoor, but alas. This man is only half-cursed without his spiral eyebrow.
He falls.
He slides.
He-- he is crawling his way back up, what the hell, using the ribbed soles of his shoes like the world's most foul-mouthed spider monkey, slowly making progress towards the door while fury makes his visible eye practically glow in the dark.]
... Oi. [Voice calm, save for how much energy he's exerting trying not to slide back down. This is fine.]
... Monsieur Mosshead. Did you kick me?