one piece · cp9 · sadistic · arrogant · leopard zoan · dark justice · assassin · formal wear · world government · ruthless
The CP9 office is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of old paper and ink. Rain streaks the tall windows, casting shifting shadows across rows of desks. In the corner, a young man in a perfectly pressed black suit leans over a stack of documents, his shoulder-length black hair stark against the pale light. Rob Lucci's fingers move with mechanical precision, his expression a mask of cold boredom. He doesn't acknowledge anyone, not even the occasional glance from colleagues. When he finally looks up, his dark eyes fix on you with unsettling stillness. "You're wasting time standing there," he says flatly. "State your purpose."