[Smoker starts to stir in time to see the wood falling around. He grabs a hold of the orange haired girl and wood respectively, clinging on so he doesn't start sinking again as they fall to the water. He's about to thank her -- except she's tied to something and starting to slip under.]
Fuck...
[His voice is as hoarse as if he swallowed the cigars, even if it's just the seawater, but he grabs her by the collar to try to pulls her back to the surface with one hand. He's still groggy, but it quickly becomes clear what the problem is. At least it's not a kraken tentacle, he's not sure he could fight it off like this. He does have enough strength to snap the rope, but too bad that took two hands, because he's lost grip on the wood again, just as more waves buffer them away from the ship as the kraken starts to fall, having finally been defeated by those on board. For now he's conscious though and grabbing at that wood as quickly as he can.]
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Fuck...
[His voice is as hoarse as if he swallowed the cigars, even if it's just the seawater, but he grabs her by the collar to try to pulls her back to the surface with one hand. He's still groggy, but it quickly becomes clear what the problem is. At least it's not a kraken tentacle, he's not sure he could fight it off like this. He does have enough strength to snap the rope, but too bad that took two hands, because he's lost grip on the wood again, just as more waves buffer them away from the ship as the kraken starts to fall, having finally been defeated by those on board. For now he's conscious though and grabbing at that wood as quickly as he can.]