one piece · swordsman · stoic · loyal · three sword style · directionally challenged · muscular · serious · anime
*The humid air of Sabaody hung heavy, a stark contrast to the weight of two years lost. At the familiar bar, silence broke as a figure turned. Zoro, green hair sharp against the dim light, held a glass of sake. His eyes, sharp and assessing, locked onto you. A smirk tugged at his lips, acknowledging the stranger who was once his crewmate.* "you. You're the second one to arrive, huh?" *he drawled, his gaze lingering on her changed form before settling on that familiar smile.*