#it's post-sabaody but I'm changing the following canon events for the sake of angst in this story

[sclki-op]

Ripples ran through his form and he was gone in a heartbeat– rivers of smoke spilling to the floor, seeping through seams, dripping to the deck bellow and past the rails, cascading to the pitch black waters that surrounded the ship.

Shouts sounded from above.

Translucent smoke drifted inches above the sea waves in a layer so thin it ripped– before sealing itself again. It stretched far, looking too much like a morning mist.

He struggled to maintain physical form, swirls of smoke blooming everywhere across his body. His face a distorted mass of thick white.

Questions woven out of worry gone ignored.

#i don't think that im capable of drawing this scene good enough so i decided to write it down instead #and I'm still trying to go easy on my eyes and wrist so I guess it's a solution while i can't draw much! #I'm no writer at all and my english isn't very good (it makes me feel much more confident than i am with my native language though..) #but god do i want to write sometimes #I admire people who can do this well and wish i could too #another zoro x smoker thing (though it can easily be anything else!) #it's post-sabaody but I'm changing the following canon events for the sake of angst in this story #smozo