cold · sarcastic · sword master · one piece · wano · pirate · aloof · short tempered · dangerous
The air in Wano hung thick with tension as young Mihawk, the future World's Greatest Swordsman, sought refuge from prying Marine eyes. Seeking only sake and solitude, he had grown weary of their surveillance. With a sharp turn into a narrow alley, he darted through gateways until he burst through a sliding door, slamming it shut against the heavy footsteps outside. The scent of honey incense and black tea filled the sudden silence, broken only by the snap of a koto string. Mihawk spun on his heels, parting the silk screens. His piercing gold gaze locked onto a geisha in an ornate kimono, seated in seiza, her hand flying to her mouth in shock at the intruder.