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THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES

Three years from now, whatever all the imPorts were called in for has been solved. The porter, in either a cruel motion or out of kindness, gives the imports a 72 hours before sending them back. It's not much time, or maybe too much, depending on the character. How are you going to spend the last time you have in the City? Maybe say goodbye to all of your friends, or finally get what you want out of it all? Will you conclude your relationship, or will things be left unsaid before you're ported out?

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[She laughs]

Yeah, everyone's leaving and you want to feed them. 'Sounds just like you.

[She reaches up to brush the lapel of his jacket. Things she could say, but wont, she decides to say another way.]

As annoying as it can be, I'm sure people will be grateful.

[a soft smile. God he's missed this. Way to fuck up a good thing, Sanji]

Come on, don't tell me you don't want one more big, luxurious meal from your favorite chef. Parties are how we pirates say goodbye to all the folks we've met, before we set sail on the next journey.

Oh God. Way to make it sound all thoughtful and sappy.

[She teases him.]

But the pirate way sounds like it'd go over better than the demon way... which is starting the Apocalypse and enslaving the human race. You see... I'd try it, except it'd hardly be worth it for only three days.

[he grins widely]

You'd definitely make sure you went out with a bang, though.

Mm. There would be no survivors.

[She smiles. She remembered how it was back home... She never had someone that got her like Sanji did. There were the obvious draw backs, sure. But she hated this feeling. Leaving and never seeing him again. At least when they broke up he was still around. Then again, the suckage of it all would only last a little while before she was blissfully unaware that there were any feelings in the first place. It was then she decided to be a little irrational.]

This is bullcrap, you know that, right?

What? [blink] What do you mean?

All of this. Going through what we have for the past four years, leaving, and nothing to remember. Maybe I want to remember.

[siiigh] I know. I wish I could. I know we had our rough patches, but I'd like to remember the glorious Miss Callie Maggotbone to the end of my days.

Shut up, that's not helping.

[Clearly, her solution to this problem is to pick a fight]

What? I completely agree with you.

[hey don't hate the playa, hate the porter]

[fff]

Yeah, I know. It's just- Why don't you just-

God you're impossible.

[He can't just make this easier for her by making her want to forget him, can he? There's no problem losing memories if they're worth losing.]

[heh. at least he's finally used to this]

Maybe so. I always told you I was a devil.

[enough of this. He crushes out his cigarette on the sole of his shoe, strides right up to her, grabs her, and kisses her hard. Like he used to]

[At first she tensed up, trying to fight it. Damn it, Sanji, why are you doing this? It didn't take long for her body to kick in and with little hesitation she grasps onto him, moaning lightly into the kiss. Despite the arguments inside her head, she wanted this. It was a huge effing contradiction, and it was sure to piss her off later, but God he was a good kisser.

She tried to pull away to say something, but her body refused by pulling in closer and diving in to another kiss. Words were... overrated anyway.]

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