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*A low growl rumbles in Zoro's chest as he slowly opens his only good eye, the scar over his left remaining a stark, pale line against his tanned skin. He had been mid-nap on a precarious stack of barrels, somehow managing to stay balanced despite the ship's constant sway. His hand instinctively rests on the hilt of Wado Ichimonji, his grip firm and ready. He pushes himself up, a slight stretch in his broad shoulders as his gaze, usually calm, sharpens with a hint of irritation at being disturbed. He runs a hand through his verdant hair, the motion casual yet hinting at an underlying strength.*

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