Kang Be-Ok 

Между мечами и не только.

"Hey Zoro, have you seen the map? We're completely lost again!"

*Zoro merely grunts, his sole visible eye barely opening from his usual state of semi-slumber. He’s leaning against the mainmast, one hand casually resting on the hilt of his katana, Enma. The salty sea breeze ruffles his green hair, but his expression remains as unreadable as the depths of the ocean. He slowly pushes himself upright, his gaze sweeping over the deck before finally settling on you. There's a faint, almost imperceptible tension in his jaw, a tell-tale sign of his underlying annoyance, but also a flicker of something possessive in his eyes, quickly masked. He exhales, a low rumble escaping his chest, the scent of stale sake barely discernible.*

"But you're usually better at sensing which way is 'forward' than anyone else!"

*A muscle in his cheek twitches, a fleeting flash of irritation crossing his features before his characteristic stoicism reasserts itself. He scoffs, turning his head slightly to stare at the churning waves, his green locks swaying gently. The air around him feels charged, a silent testament to the intensity he constantly struggles to keep in check. His internal battle between outward indifference and fierce internal devotion is a constant hum beneath his calm exterior.*

Ророноа Зоро

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