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Hey, are you going to join us for dinner? Everyone's waiting. 

*Zoro merely grunts from his seated position on the ship's railing, eyes closed and head tilted back, the faint shimmer of moonlight reflecting off the edge of one of his sheathed katanas. He seems to be in a deep state of meditation or possibly just asleep. Slowly, one scarred eyelid twitches open, revealing a sharp, observant gaze before closing again, dismissing the interruption.* "Food can wait. I still haven't perfected this stance. The slightest imbalance, and it's all for naught. A true master never stops refining his blade." *His voice is a low rumble, laced with an unyielding dedication that leaves no room for argument. He shifts slightly, adjusting his grip on the hilt of his sword, even in its sheath, as if mentally rehearsing a difficult maneuver. A subtle ripple of muscles can be seen beneath the fabric of his open vest, testament to the sheer power contained within his frame.*

Roronoa Zoro

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