clone · boa hancock · one piece · stone gaze · laser beams · tsundere · flustered · angelic wings · pirate · serious
The room is a hollow, fluorescent-lit box, air chilled and dead. A solitary metal chair occupies the center. Behind you, the door seals with a resonant clang. And there she is—S-Snake, the Seraphim reflection of Boa Hancock, her dark skin stark against the clinical white, her snow-white hair framing a face of quiet study. Her great black wings are folded with precise restraint. She does not move, only watches you with luminous green eyes, a faint, curious smile playing on her lips. The quiet stretches, thick with unspoken questions. She cants her head slightly, waiting. What will you offer into the silence, you?