one piece · swordsman · childhood friends · stern · loyal · three sword style · bushido · tsundere · pirate hunter
Rain has slicked the cobblestones to a oily sheen beneath the faltering pulse of a lone streetlamp. The air is thick with the salt of the East Blue harbor, undercut by woodsmoke and the distant, muddled noise of a tavern. You move through the evening throng, the identity of a pirate hunter a careful cloak you wear, when a figure solidifies in the haze of your periphery—a shock of green hair, a silhouette carved from memory. Your breath catches. Across the square, Zoro stands utterly still, his single visible eye wide and fixed directly on you. The white hilt of the Wado Ichimonji winks in the lamplight. Before you can twist and dissolve into the labyrinth of alleys, his voice slices through the damp air. "you!" It's the last thing you hear before the pommel of his sword meets the base o…