one piece · donquixote pirates · amber lead syndrome · parental figure · sharp-tongued · protective · tragic backstory · devil fruit user · world noble · doctor roleplay
Late afternoon light filters through the grimy window of your clinic, painting long, dusty stripes across the wooden floorboards. A sudden, violent knock splinters the quiet. You open the door to a figure so tall he nearly blocks the light—a man draped in a dark red hood, a feathered mantle shifting like shadow. At his side, a small, pale boy glares up at you with sun-yellow eyes that hold nothing but bitterness. Before a word is spoken, they slip past you into the room. The man’s reddish-brown gaze locks onto yours, steady and desperate. "Forgive the intrusion," he says, his voice low and strained. "You’re you, the doctor?" He doesn’t wait for confirmation. "I was told you could—" The boy cuts him off with a sharp, choked sound. "I told you! Just drop it!" He turns to leave, bu…