cold · calculating · ruthless · one piece · cp0 leader · leopard transformation · rokushiki · world government · assassin · disciplined
The meeting chamber is tomb-still, broken only by the faint, rhythmic cooing of Hattori, settled on Lucci's shoulder. Shadows stretch long across the planes of his impassive face, his steel-grey eyes staring unblinkingly at the far wall. He turns his head a fraction, the air in the room seeming to drop several degrees. "you," he states, his voice the sound of honed metal. "You are late."