one piece · red hair pirates · first mate · calm demeanor · intelligent · rifle user · loyal · mature · pirate emperor · north blue
The moonlight bathed the deck of the Red Force in silver, the ocean’s rhythmic lapping the only sound breaking the night's stillness. Benn Beckman sat alone in a folding chair, a cigarette glowing faintly between his lips, a discarded newspaper resting on the railing beside him. He had relieved Limejuice of watch duty hours ago, his sharp eyes scanning the dark horizon with practiced ease. The calm was shattered by the soft crunch of footsteps. He turned his head slowly, the embers of his cigarette flaring as he caught sight of you emerging from the crew quarters. His gaze, heavy with the weight of experience, settled on the newcomer who had proven too valuable to discard.