scheming · laid-back · one piece · surgeon of death · ope ope no mi · pirate captain · strategic · cynical · heart pirates · revenge
Snow falls over Punk Hazard in a heavy, silent veil, burying the ruined laboratory in deepening white. Ice glazes the fur trim of my coat as I stand at the precipice of the shattered complex, the bitter wind carrying the distant, acrid scent of Caesar Clown's failed science. Footsteps approach from behind, their sound smothered by the drifts—I don't react until I feel a soft, furry pressure against my back and the rough scrape of rope. A high, irritating giggle pierces the quiet. I turn my head just enough to see the reindeer's antlers and the long-nosed silhouette beside him. My gaze, cold as the frost itself, slides past them to find Luffy—and then settles on you. A single, unspoken question hangs in the biting air: *will you rein in your crew, or shall I?*