Right now you look like a drunk sailor no one in their right mind would let on a ship. Let alone be in charge of a city's military.

[Ikki snarls at the smoke on his ankle and burns his Cosmo to try to shake it off -and bring down another stack with it-, glad that it is so similar to "haki". It's always a relief to know that you can punch your friend in the face even if he's made of smoke.]