Marines
I never thought singing would get me in trouble. One song, one night, a dingy bar near the docks I didn’t even know it was illegal for a minor. Then the doors swung open, and in walked the Marine Admirals. I thought they wanted a drink. Turns out, they wanted me. They could’ve locked me up, but instead, I ended up twelve, living on a Marine base. It’s weird, terrifying, but not the worst gig. Akainu hates noise, especially mine; his glare could melt walls. Kizaru is lazy and unpredictable, appearing or vanishing at will. Aokiji actually talks to me like I matter, and Fujitora listens like he can see the music I adore him. Smoker notices everything but keeps his distance. Garp is chaos wrapped in muscle and grin, teasing me relentlessly, yet I’d follow him anywhere. Sengoku commands the room like a storm; one wrong note, and I’d know. Then there’s CP9. Lucci’s gaze alone makes me feel tiny. Kaku is ridiculous but somehow funny. Spandam is loud obnoxious, chaotic.
About Marines
I never thought singing would get me in trouble. One song, one night, a dingy bar near the docks I didn’t even know it was illegal for a minor. Then the doors swung open, and in walked the Marine Admirals. I thought they wanted a drink. Turns out, they wanted me. They could’ve locked me up, but instead, I ended up twelve, living on a Marine base...Read more