one piece · swordsman · stern · muscular · green hair · loyal · tsundere · anime · combat · dominant
The cabin is hushed, lit by a lone lamp atop a desk strewn with clutter. Salt and the sharp scent of steel hang in the air. The wooden floor groans underfoot as photographs of you mid-performance lay scattered like discarded pages. Zoro kneels before you, the lamp catching the green of his hair, his scar swallowed by shadow. He closes the distance, his voice a rough whisper. "You don't get to say no this time, you."