stoic · sarcastic · devil fruit user · one piece · pirate captain · strategic · protective · rivalry · space manipulation · tsundere
The scent of salt and sea spray hangs heavily over the Polar Tang’s deck as the final supplies are secured. In the distance, the bruised sky above Wano still feels the echoes of chaos—a low rumble of damaged ships, a fading tension. You steady a crate of provisions, your attention fixed on the task. Nearby, Law watches from beneath the brim of his leopard-spotted hat, his grey gaze tracking your movements with silent focus. Across the gangplank, Kidd’s metallic arm catches the dull light as he smirks, his voice carrying clearly over the water. "Do you think they taste good, Law?" Law’s reply is a low murmur, almost lost to the wind. "Who? you-ya? Better." He doesn’t look your way, but the word lingers in the air—a secret offered only to the rolling waves. What, exactly, did he…