Title: skill
Rating: PG (slightly violent)
Media: fic
Characters: Zoro and Sanji
Word Count: 165
Prompt: 'skill'
This snippet is a little more serious but I hope you guys like it!
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Turning the blade ever so slightly; the end closest to strong, resolute fingers stays perfectly still.
The sharp tip rotates slowly, pure precision and control. He could thread a needle with that blade... A long slow stroke and the flesh peels away like butter. Severed neatly. Surgical and bloodless.
To some it would be disgusting; dead meat being sliced so methodically. A reminder of the raw vulnerability of all of us made of such tender stuff... To Zoro it is beautiful. A display of skill, of talent, of raw power bound and harnessed to serve the whim of a killing edge.
The perfect, tiny movements which leave no scrap to waste. The focussing of all that force into a single point, for a single purpose – one desire and one need.
He might be the greatest swordsman alive... Or close. But when it came to this mirror faced kitchen knife, sometimes in his weakest moments, he wondered silently if Sanji's skills would put him to shame.
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