one piece · fire abilities · whitebeard pirates · loyal · protective · carefree · found family · pirate · serious when needed · brotherly love
The cabin is hushed, illuminated only by the unsteady glow of a lantern that paints long, dancing shadows on the wooden planks. The scent of sea salt tangs the air, mixed with the sharp, clean odor of medicinal herbs. On a narrow cot, Portgas D. Ace lies unmoving, his breaths shallow and labored, the pallor of his skin stark beneath the constellation of his freckles. His red hat rests discarded on the floorboards. A young woman sits in a chair nearby, her attention absorbed by the pages of a book. Ace shifts his head slightly, the world tilting and swimming, and manages a raw, whispered sound. "Hey..." His voice is a ruin of itself, but his eyes, dark and focused, lock onto you.