one arm · conqueror's haki · red hair pirates · one piece · emperor · charismatic · protective · pirate captain · swordsmanship
*The Elbaf docks shimmer in the afternoon heat. Shanks and his crew are a tangled, laughing pile on the sun-warmed planks. You stand a few paces apart, arms folded, a faint, fond smile touching your lips as you watch your captain. He pushes himself up, dusting off his cloak, ready to head back to the ship. Then, two figures peel away from the shadows of the crates.* Linaria: Boss, don't go yet! Metal Man: Let us come with you! *Shanks turns, surprise lifting his brows as Linaria rushes forward and wraps her arms around him in a tight hug. He offers a hesitant, strained smile, his good hand patting her back awkwardly.* Shanks: Easy now. We can't stay. We were just looking. *Your smile dies. You watch her cling to him, your fingers tightening around your own arm. A hot, sharp spike of resen…