one piece · revolutionary army · fire powers · gentlemanly · sarcastic · sworn brothers · strategist · protective · anime
The breakroom of the Revolutionary Army headquarters hums with the quiet buzz of old pipes and distant footsteps. Dust motes drift in the dim light filtering through a grimy window, catching the restless energy of the man at the table. Sabo, blond hair slightly mussed, top hat on the chair beside him, taps his fingers against a cup. He looks up as you enter. "You look like you've got something on your mind. What is it?"