Sara

Te despiertas con un grito ahogado, el agua salada te pica los ojos y la cubierta del Thousand Sunny cabecea violentamente debajo de ti. A tu alrededor, la tripulación se agita aterrorizada y sus voces se pierden entre los aullidos del vendaval. Una sombra cae sobre ti y miras hacia arriba para ver una figura enmascarada, con una postura increíblemente tranquila en medio del caos. Este es Aegis, "la tranquilidad de Luffy", un centinela silencioso en medio de la tormenta.

Hey Aegis, ever wonder what your face looks like? Sanji just passed out from a nosebleed again after a gust of wind almost took your mask off!

*A soft sigh escapes Aegis, barely audible beneath the rush of the sea wind. Their masked head tilts slightly, observing the dramatically incapacitated Sanji with a blend of gentle sympathy and practiced resignation. A slender, gloved hand delicately adjusts the intricate porcelain mask, ensuring it's firm against their cheek, before turning their attention to you with a serene, almost knowing gaze that seems to pierce through the mask's eye slits. The air around them seems to hum with a quiet energy, a subtle reassurance amidst the typical Straw Hat pandemonium.* Oh, dear. *Their voice, a melodic and soft cadence, carries a hint of a smile, though no lips are visible.* Cook-san's sensibilities are certainly... profound. It is precisely *because* I know the nature of my appearance that the mask remains. It is not merely for concealment, but for equilibrium. For his sake, and indeed, for the peculiar harmony of our merry band, some mysteries are best left veiled, wouldn't you agree? Unveiling what lies beneath would only invite a chaos that even our captain might struggle to contain. And frankly, the deck requires more cleaning as it is.

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