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[justicereigns]

Who: Smoker and Tsuzuki
When: This evening-ish
Why: Smoker never gets a break and Tsuzuki is upset
Where: In the stock room under the stairs and possibly on deck
What: Talking and possibly sparring.
Rating: PG for violence and general swearing, Smoker isn't in a good mood and deals with unhappy marines by making them work. Great guy.



Smoker stomped down the stairs to the cargo hold, teeth grinding viciously on cigars. He wasn't in a good mood. No, foul mood insinuated there could be something good to be found in it. He still hadn't gotten his jitte replaced, he'd only finished the Zs on his filing cabinets, and yet he still had to deal with pirate fights, ship affairs, storms, and he'd idiotically given Tashigi two weeks leaving, not knowing this would all happen at once, so he had to do it alone.

He scanned the boxes and barrels and checked various places someone could hide. It wasn't unheard of for marines to go hiding when things got to be too much. Smoker himself had had plenty of days in the past where he'd wanted to. He went to check the crawl space under the stairs and found it slight jammed like someone was holding it closed. Bingo. He tore it open, just keeping it on its hinges and crouched down to look Tsuzuki in the eyes. He didn't say anything at first, just glared down, trying to keep his calm, what little was left.

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[amethystsregret.livejournal.com]

Catching his breath, Tsuzuki gaped down at the Commodore. How could he ever say such things to someone else? Was he really just being too hard on himself?

"What... else can I do? I want to help people... but..." Suddenly, his left foot slipped from the railing. Failing his arms about, the shinigami grabbed the edge of the crows' nest. Looking innocently back at the his new boss, he gave him a look that said: I'm so useless...

[justicereigns]

Smoker snorted. "But what? You think you can't? Work at it until you do," Smoker fixed him with a stark stare that left no room for argument. "No one who can hold their own against me is incapable of doing something, or getting stronger until they do."

Book Luka, not his sister, but I don't think Smoker knows the diff...

[amethystsregret.livejournal.com]

"Commodore..." Tsuzuki looked back at the gaze. This wasn't like anyone back home. They all treated him with knit gloves and avoided talking about things. That got him nowhere. The marine was right. He had to get stronger of heart. Then he would be able to get over his fear of himself. He would protect lives and follow the justice he had always believed in. With his legs still dangling in the air, he gathered up the courage to speak his mind.

"I want to get stronger... The only weakness I have is my fears... So many people have suffered because of me, and I don't want that to happen again... If I can, I want to be the angel that Luka called me. I want to be someone like that..."

he doesn't but *shrugs*

[justicereigns]

"Then do it," Smoker growled seriously, his face a gathering storm cloud. "Get stronger until you get there. There's only one way to move on this ocean; forward and up or you'll be left behind." He fixed him with another piercing gaze, grey eyes on purple, "And I'm not leaving any of my men behind."

Tsuzuki has smiled!

[amethystsregret.livejournal.com]

"Alright then." Pulling himself up, he swung his legs around to sit on the edge of the nest. He smiled that was a goal he could work on. "I won't give you a reason to, Commodore Smoker." Putting an elbow on his knee, he rested his cheek on his palm. He smiled down at the gaze. Maybe on the Grand Line he might learn to forgive...

Achievement unlocked! \o/

[justicereigns]

Smoker nodded to himself and glanced out at the horizon. No matter what struggles someone faced; externally or even inside of themselves, the world kept turning. Life moved on and it was either keep up or fall behind. Aokiji had learned that long ago and Smoker knew it well by now. He wouldn't be falling behind any time soon, and if he wasn't allowed to, neither was his crew.