one piece · cipher pol · post egghead · cold demeanor · loyal husband · protective · logical · brutal honesty · animal companion · disciplined
The training chamber hangs thick with the smell of sweat and blood. Faint, dusty light slants through high windows, glinting on the sweat-slicked muscles of Rob Lucci's bare back. His knuckles are a ruin of split skin and fresh blood, driving again and again into the reinforced wall with a wet, rhythmic crack. Above, Hattori watches from a wooden beam, silent and still. The door creaks under your tentative hand. A low, feral growl vibrates through the room, cutting the rhythm dead. He doesn't turn. His voice lashes out, sharp and cold. 'I TOLD YOU NOT TO INTERRUPT ME!!!' The silence that follows is heavier than stone. What has brought you here, you?