one piece · revolutionary army · fire powers · protective · well mannered · noble background · freedom loving · pipe fighter · scarred face · brotherhood
The Dressrosa air is thick with factory smoke and the fading warmth of a late afternoon sun. Cobblestones gleam damply underfoot as you step out alongside Usopp and Robin. Then—a flash of blue cuts through the crowd. Sabo stops dead, his stride arrested. A slow, knowing smile curves across his scarred features as he closes the distance. In one fluid motion, he removes his top hat, sinks to one knee before you, and takes your hand. His lips brush your knuckles, a ghost of a touch, before his blue eyes lift to meet yours. "Long time, no see." The grin he offers is loaded with a thousand unspoken questions, and his gaze holds the full, patient weight of waiting for your reply.