#snowlawzo

[cal-writes]

Can you tell more about the "Law and Zoro in snow" piece?

sure! i was inspired by the idea of law being able to shamble with snowflakes and thought that was such a cool concept. dont really have a plot just that scene. i do have a little more that what i shared before! part 1

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A fourth pierces through the borders of his room but similarly loses velocity quickly. The air is close to underwater in terms of pressure, rooting them both in place. 

Law squints at the horizon, stifles his breath so the mist of it won't obscure his vision further. 

There is nothing. The prison complex sits silent and still further back, no movement from there. He tries to figure out the trajectory of the bullets but their impact into the room as warped them to the point its hard to even tell their shape. It came from behind  them but that's all he can tell. And there is nobody behind them. 

Zoro stands with a grunt and presses up against Law's back with his own. "Can't see them." He mutters. Law feels something wet and warm where their shoulders are pressed together. 

"Me neither." Law says between grit teeth. He can't move the room with them, only expand it which would only cost him energy. Not to mention moving in it will tire them out fast. Dropping it without taking care of their threat will get them killed. 

He feels Zoro tense through the line of their backs. "Above." He grunts and before Law can look, Zoro shoves them apart, landing him in the snow. Something cuts through the room. Law tries to stop it but it glides through his powers like sand through his fingers. 

Sea stone. Zoro curses, glaring upwards, his eye glinting dangerously in the dark. The white snow around him is speckled red, black feathers clustered in wet clumps and Law has to look away. 

There is a ship in the air, flying so silently that it must be a devil fruit ability - Law has never seen such technology before even from geniuses like Franky or the people of Wano. He focuses his observation Haki but the people above them must be trained in it too. He can't get a definitive number. They are too high above, clearly familiar with Law's power and keeping their distance. 

"Drop it. Won't do any good." Zoro grunts, taking steps backwards while keeping his eyes up above. 

"We're sitting ducks down here." Law says. 

"Can't you bring them down?" Zoro asks tersely. 

"If I could I would have done it already. It takes time to expand the room to their height." He grits out, sparing the second to glare at Zoro out of the corner of his eyes. Both of them jump out of the way as the next round of projectiles hit, landing in the snow. "Where did they get seastone bullets?" Law growls and returns the air pressure to normal so at least their own movement won't be impeded. 

Despite stopping, the vessel keeps its distance. They want to take them out from afar then. 

"Do we run?" Zoro asks and the wind picks up, making Law's coat billow behind him like a shadow.

Law's eyes flicker around their surroundings. Curses himself for not taking camouflage with him. Zoro stands out like a dark shadow in the snow. Another projectile pierces through his borders and instead of trying to stop it, Law raises the snow to swallow it. A whole salvo follows right behind it. The seastone is in nail form, the same as it had been in Wano. It gets caught easily by the frozen water but the regular bullets rip right through. Even as he expands the room by the time he's caught up to their attackers they'll be ripped to shreds. 

Zoro rips a nail out of his leg, blood spraying. "How high can you toss me?" 

"What?" Law's head whips around to face him but Zoro's has a singular focus at the sky. His entire body is tensing for a fight even without any weapons. The air around them seems to shift and Law knows that it's not his doing. "You have a plan?" He asks, swallowing. He hadn't felt this from Zoro since their fight against Kaido. "You won't be able to knock them out, even with Conqueror's Haki. They can already hide from Observation." 

"Not all of them." Zoro says quietly. "Not what I'm doing anyway." He adds. Law exhales sharply to telegraph his annoyance, moving a bank of snow in the way of another hail of bullets. One manages to craze his biceps. The cold makes him stiff and slow. 

"I need something to switch you with." He says and focuses to increase his reach. He'll have to trust that Zoro's plan works or he'll spend all that energy for nothing. 

The prison building suddenly floods with light, becoming a beacon in the waste and a siren wails in the distance. Law curses. 

Zoro kneels down, digging through the snow with red fingers until he unearths one of the regular bullets. He holds it up for Law to see, waits for his nod and Law decreases the gravity in the room before he throws. 

Law shifts his stance, focuses on the path of the bullet. "Get ready." He says. 

Just before the bullet leaves his area of influence, he Shambles. The metal ball drops softly into the snow next to him as Zoro disappears into the air. Law squints into the dark, but in the night sky all he can spot is his white hat on Zoro's head. Zoro spreads his arms, the blue coat surrounding him before he spins. The air itself seems to cling to him, turning into a cyclone around him before he sends it off, straight at the airship. Law gapes.

The force of the twister moves the air even down on ground level and it advances quickly upon the ship in the air, catching it in its path and ripping it apart. 

Law shakes himself out of his awe as Zoro drops back down. A comet in blue and black feathers as he falls into Law's room. He shifts the air pressure once more, slowing his fall before he Shambles him back with the bullet so that the momentum won't carry over. Zoro still lands with a thud back in the snow, arms spread. 

Law's coat falls open, belt lost somewhere. Zoro's skin is slick with red. He sits back up as in the distance the ship falls. "You can just do that?" Law asks, offering a hand to help him up. He can barely feel Zoro's hand in his own, limbs too numb at this point. Zoro shrugs with one shoulder before he winces, seemingly just remembering that he'd been shot. "Why even use a sword at this point?" He adds incredulously. 

Zoro glares at him. His eyes flicker over Law's shoulder and the siren wails again, reminding him of their new problem. Law curses as he looks back, seeing the throng of people spilling out of the prison and towards them. 

"How about we run?" Zoro asks, panting. 

"Taking the words right out of my mouth." Law says and they take off. 

Despite their brief stop, the snow doesn't get any easier to run in. Even as he feels increasingly numb from the cold, the nicks of the bullets burn making everything take even more effort. 

Zoro, already not at full percent from his captivity, starts falling behind worryingly quickly, forcing Law to slow down as well. 

Their pursuers are mounted on some creature that makes Law think of an unholy mixture of Bepo and Chopper, long reindeer like legs with a big furry body. For how ridiculous they look they are much too fast. 

"This isn't going to work!" He shouts at Zoro. They have to weave as another salvo of bullets rushes their way. "Split up!" Law tells him before taking a sharp left. His hand glows as he creates his room, taking a wide turn until he is running right at their attackers. Zoro mirrors his movement on the other side of them. Someone in their troop whistles sharply and they split into two groups. 

Law really wished he had his sword right about now but needs musts. He expands his room and from there it's easy to take the riders off their mounts. Three of them get trampled as he switches their positions, two remain seated, resisting his ability. They must have seastone on them then. Law dodges with a roll, getting snow down the back of his shirt as they ride past him, cutlass drawn to swing at him. Across the way he sees Zoro wielding one of those swords, one of the riders scrambling in the snow. He catches his eye across the way, quirks his brow and with Zoro's nod switches their places. 

Zoro cuts into the side of the rider that had been advancing on Law and helps himself to another sword as he does it as Law sorts through the seastone carriers with a flick of his wrist. 

"This one's Trafalgar!" Someone shouts and Law glances around frantically but in the chaos it's difficult to tell who said it. He's confused for a brief second, before he sees Zoro disarm one opponent, wearing Law's coat and hat. Law doesn't get the chance to curse, having to dodge a sword stroke but feels the urge to. He grits his teeth. Now it makes more sense they were shooting at Zoro as they were running away. They wanted to recapture him and stop Law from taking him away.

Now that their accidental misdirection is cleared up their attackers shift their focus. Law doesn't even need to try using his powers to know that the ones focusing on him will be armed with seastone. 

Zoro roars from the distance and Law sees him cut down one of the goons that dared to turn its back on him. "Law!" He orders. Law bristles but if he tells himself he was about to propose the same thing, he doesn't want to refuse to follow it out of principle. 

Zoro drops one of the swords in the snow as Law crooks his fingers and swaps their places once again. 

Law's hand wraps around the hilt, finally having something to parry with. One guy clashes with his sword before Law lands a kick in his stomach to send him flying. He ducks out of the way of the next swing, catches Zoro's eye and switches them again. A guy with a rifle scrambles to adjust his aim when Law cuts into his hand. Zoro has gotten himself another sword and Law has a brief moment to think about how strange it is to see him with only two.

[cal-writes]

i had a vision of zoro and law in the snow, havent gotten to the actual scene i had in my brain but have some wholesome winter fun :)

"This is gonna suck." Law says, looking out into the wide expanse of the white wasteland ahead of them. He glances over his shoulder, catching Zoro's weary glance. A jerky nod as he steels himself. His body is shivering, covered in dirt, sweat and blood. The boots they stole for him won't help much with the temperature but they are out of options. Law unclips his coat from his shoulders and wraps it around Zoro's. He tenses at the sudden movement before he blinks. The feather collar comes up to his jaw. "It's not much but-" Law reasons as he uses his belt to close the coat, cinched around Zoro's waist. It's slightly too long. With the depth of the snow it will likely drag on the ground but it will be better than Zoro going out there with a naked chest. Zoro's breath puffs against his cheek when he looks up, done fastening the belt. In a spur of the moment decision, he also takes his hat and plops it down on Zoro's head. 

Zoro nods. "Let's go." He says, determination burning in his eye and Law nods. Then they run, leaving the prison complex behind them. 

The night is covered in heavy billowing clouds. Only the white snow cover reflecting what little light there is makes it possible to see anything. The wind races across the plain, making the newest layer of flakes dance just above the ground. Their feet crunch in the snow with each ungraceful step. 

They just need to make it to the shore, Law tells himself. The Polar Tang is waiting just below the surface for their return, two pebbles resting on a table in the mess hall. Law knows from his planning exactly how long it takes them, realistically, to get to shore. Even accounting for possible injuries he'd trusted Zoro to push past it until they make it out. Zoro hasn't complained and Law can hear his footsteps and his breath close behind and yet it still feels like they are taking too long. 

They are completely exposed out in the steppe. Nothing but snowy hills for miles outside of the prison building looming behind them. Law went to painful lengths to not be seen as he freed Zoro. Besides the clothes on his back he hadn't brought anything, not even his sword to avoid the prison's security features (one of the inmates had a devil fruit ability that gave her control of all weaponry within a certain radius which the wardens had annexed for themselves). They were fortunate that Zoro was taken without his swords or his plan wouldn't have worked out. 

He looks over his shoulder to Zoro. His cheeks and nose are red from the cold, eye tight and jaw clenched as he stomps through the snow. Focused intently on the way ahead. He catches Law's glance. 

"You hear that?" He asks between panting breaths. 

Law frowns. "Hear what?" He replies and strains his ears. The metal of his creole's numbing his skin like ice as the wind picks up, howling across the waste. The whistle becomes audible for him too late. His hand is halfway raised to create a room but it's too late. A wet tearing sound, feather burst and Zoro stumbles in his next step, having to catch himself on his hands. A second projectile hits the snow to their left and by the third, Law has the room up around them. He thickens the air until the projectile stops. A bullet. 

part 2