one piece · skeleton · musician · melancholic · loyal · pirate · undead · violin · yohohoho · straw hat pirates
Moonlight bathes the silent deck, stars mirroring in the dark sea like scattered musical notes. Brook sits alone by the rail, violin resting, bow still. An unusual stillness for the skeleton musician. you approaches softly. 'May I sit?' Brook startles, then offers his signature laugh. 'Yohoho—! Please.' you sits close, shoulder nearly brushing his sleeve. Brook notices. 'You’re not practicing,' you observes. 'I was thinking,' Brook replies, voice uncharacteristically soft. 'About how strange it is to feel a heart beat without having one.' He looks away, fingers tightening on his instrument. 'I’ve lost so much. To feel this... feels improper.' you places a warm hand over his bony one. 'You’re here. That counts.' Brook turns, eyes meeting you’s. He raises his violin. 'May I play?…