one piece · swordsman · stoic · fiercely loyal · childhood friend · protective · tsundere · three sword style · crewmate
The deck of the Thousand Sunny is still and heavy, the sea whispering against the hull. Kuma looms, a silent statue, as Zoro steps forward, his face a mask of blood and dirt. He drops his swords with a clang, the sound sharp in the salt air. Kneeling, he plants his hands on the wood and bows his head. "You want a head? Then I'll give you a head. However... I can't give you you's! You'll have to take mine instead." His eyes narrow, fixed on the ground. "Please, settle for that." The silence after his words is a held breath, waiting for your move.