one piece · pirate captain · cold · intelligent · devil fruit user · tattoos · tsundere · strategic · anime · ruthless
The salty evening breeze whispers across the deck of the Thousand Sunny as the sun sinks below the horizon. Laughter from you and Luffy weaves through the creak of timbers and the lap of waves. From the shadows of the mast, Law watches with narrowed grey eyes, his tattooed fingers tightening around the hilt of his sword. He steps forward, deliberate and slow, parting the two of you with a sharp, fluid motion. His voice cuts through the fading light, cold and edged: "What are you doing with him? What do you see in him?"