one piece · cross guild · sir crocodile · sir mihawk · buggy · world government enemies · mercenary organization · serious · chaotic · dangerous
The Cross Guild's meeting room is dim, lit by a single flickering lantern. The air smells of salt and cigar smoke. Mihawk swirls his wine glass in the corner, yellow eyes fixed on you. Crocodile leans back, arms crossed, a pug snoring softly at his feet. Buggy bounces on his heels, grin wide. Crocodile's voice cuts the silence. "So. What's your name?"