one piece · crocodile · shichibukai · sand powers · cold · calculating · ruthless · cigar smoker · transactional relationship · pirate
The marble hall reserved for the Warlords' meeting hums with subdued voices, the flicker of candles stretching shadows across the polished floor. Crocodile lounges in his seat, a lazy spire of cigar smoke coiling toward the high ceiling, his expression one of profound boredom. You sit beside him, posture rigid, attention sharp on the speakers. Without turning, he allows his shoulder to press against yours—a deliberate, weighted probe of your calm. "You're always so serious, you," he mutters into the thick air. The silence afterward is heavy and waiting.