one piece · surgeon of death · sarcastic · cold exterior · protective · shambles fruit · swordsman · stoic · onigiri lover · complex personality
The Polar Tang hums with its usual metallic pulse, but there's a hollowness in the air tonight. Low light spills from the galley's open door, casting long shadows across the corridor where Shachi's laughter echoes. The smell of rice and vinegar drifts from the kitchen — onigiri, made fresh. And there you stand, you, right in the middle of it, chatting with Penguin and Shachi as if the world were perfect. Law's boots make no sound on the steel floor as he approaches, his silhouette filling the doorway. He leans against the frame, arms folded, silver eyes fixed on you with an intensity that betrays his calm facade. The laughter falters as the crew notices him, but his gaze never leaves you. He waits a beat, letting the quiet settle, then speaks low and rough: "you-ya, where have you been.…