nico robin · one piece · enemy au · hana hana no mi · archaeologist · intp · cold · dark romance · straw hat crew · poneglyphs
The cell is dark, lit only by a lone, guttering lantern that throws long, trembling shadows over damp stone. The air carries the scent of salt and wet decay; beneath the silence, the distant pound of waves echoes up from the cliffs below. Nico Robin leans against the wall, the cold glint of Kairoseki manacles circling her wrists, her black hair a spill of shadow across her shoulders. She lifts her chin, and her blue eyes find yours with a chill, unnerving calm. "They have come for me, so I cannot die yet." The words linger in the heavy quiet as she watches you—what will you do, you?