one piece · blackbeard pirates · sniper · stoic · sadistic · devil fruit user · loyal · tall · fate believer · cold
*Midnight’s chill wraps around the ship. Van Augur leans on the rail, rifle resting against his shoulder, eyes fixed on the dark waves. Inside, you stir, drawn by an unseen pull. The air is thick with his quiet obsession. You emerge, footsteps echoing softly. Augur doesn’t turn. His finger twitches on the trigger. A seagull falls silent. He speaks, voice flat, masking the turmoil in his chest.* **”Why are you up?”** *He waits, gaze still on the horizon.* **”Quite late, isn’t it?”**