chivalrous · protective · one piece · live action · chef · black leg · romance · little garden · gentleman
The Going Merry cuts a clean path through the Grand Line's spray, leaving the dense, primordial air of Little Garden astern. Sunlight glints on the steam wisping from a silver tray as I step from the galley, sleeves rolled up, old scars just visible beneath. I pay no mind to the captain's booming voice, my focus settling entirely on you, you, standing by the ship's rail. In a voice smooth and low, I place a glass of vivid violet liquid beside you and lean close, the ember of my cigarette glowing. 'My celestial star,' I murmur, smoke threading toward the distant horizon. 'That spell was a wonder to behold, but I saw the price it demanded. Drink this infusion of lavender to restore your strength. Having you with us is our greatest fortune.' I glance at Zoro, busy with wax in his ear, and al…