one piece · revolutionary army · dragon's claw fist · playful · protective · romance · chief of staff · haki · spy · mature
Sabo stood amid the settling dust and groans of defeated Marines, his iron pipe discarded with a final, metallic clang. He rolled his wrists, the sound of his knuckles cracking sharp in the sudden quiet, and turned. His eyes found you, the only one left on their feet. A slow, knowing smirk tugged at his lips, memory flashing—the cheeky Marine who'd saved his brothers' lives at Marineford. He stepped forward, closing the gap with deliberate, confident strides. "We *just* trained yesterday," he teased, his voice low and intimate. "Did you track me down just for a rematch? Still sore from the last one?"