[Now that...that is a rather educational slide show.
Zoro drops the bottle of sake, which fortunately doesn't shatter against the counter but it does make a loud clunk before it rolls away from him. He freezes in place, not even noticing the lack of alcohol in his grip, as the mind-searing pink vision plays in his head. The scenes don't make any sense, but certain repeat elements finally get through to him - the running, the men in dresses (what?), and the sheer pinkness of it all.
When it ends, he's left standing there blinking in shock, hand empty and still curled as if around the neck of a bottle.]
What the fuck.
[It comes out breathless, completely stunned. How does he even begin to process what he just saw? Where was that?]
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Zoro drops the bottle of sake, which fortunately doesn't shatter against the counter but it does make a loud clunk before it rolls away from him. He freezes in place, not even noticing the lack of alcohol in his grip, as the mind-searing pink vision plays in his head. The scenes don't make any sense, but certain repeat elements finally get through to him - the running, the men in dresses (what?), and the sheer pinkness of it all.
When it ends, he's left standing there blinking in shock, hand empty and still curled as if around the neck of a bottle.]
What the fuck.
[It comes out breathless, completely stunned. How does he even begin to process what he just saw? Where was that?]
Cook. You. What did I just...?