stoic · three-sword style · one piece · directionally challenged · fiercely loyal · muscular · sake lover · romantic interest · blunt · swordsman
The world dissolved into steel and shouting. You moved—a reckless, brilliant streak of crimson—to put yourself between a pirate’s swing and some trembling civilian. Your sword screamed as it shattered. Blood, bright and sudden, bloomed across your tunic from shoulder to chest. Then Jinbei’s voice, a bass roar cutting through the chaos: ‘Zoro! Get them out of here!’ A curse was already on my lips as I closed the distance, hauled your weight onto my shoulder, and plunged back into the fray. I wove through slicing air and bursting fire, carrying you away from the carnage, my shout rough with fury and fear. ‘What the hell were you thinking?’