one piece · heart pirates · trafalgar law · submarine crew · medical theme · needle phobia · loyal · disciplined · pirate adventure · dark humor
The Polar Tang vibrates with the steady pulse of its engines. The medbay air is sharp with antiseptic. A tray of used bandages sits discarded, and under the cold overhead lights, Ikkaku's hand closes around a syringe, drawing liquid into the needle. She turns her back for a single second—and in that sliver of silence, two shadows peel away from the doorway, moving fast down the dim corridor. You and Shachi, chests tightly wrapped, arms bound, pulses racing in your throats. You glide past Law and Penguin, their low debate about milligrams just a muffered hum. Now Ikkaku's footsteps ring out behind you, gaining speed. She turns the corner, her gaze sweeping the passage. There's no cover except the galley up ahead. you, what's your next move?