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The sea is a comfort to pirates at all times of the day, but only a fool would not be wary of it.
Which is why, while his new captain snoozes next to him in their tiny dinghy, Zoro keeps watch over the nighttime waves.
It’s a quiet night and the ocean is peaceful. Food is a problem for the morning, so as far as Zoro is concerned, nothing is amiss.
For now, anyways. From what his captain tells him, its Luffy’s first week at sea and already he has managed to take out an entire pirate crew and a marine base, and recruit a former bounty hunter to his crew. Clearly anything is on the table at the moment.
A rather rough waves laps at the side of the boat, and Zoro looks over, slightly disgruntled that the relative peace is gone. Nothing’s there, so Zoro turns back –
Only to be met with two glowing orbs staring at him from the other end of the boat.
“HOLY SHIT!” Zoro flails around and nearly capsizes the boat. “What the fuck!?” His swords are drawn in a matter of seconds and –
And that’s his captain, giving him a sleepily confused glare from his end of the boat. His eyes are still shiny, but the scar on his face is faintly illuminated by the whole moon above their heads.
“Zoro?” Luffy says drowsily. “Wha- What’s going on?”
It takes Zoro a few moments to calm his heart long enough to respond. “Nothing, Captain.” He says eventually, and Luffy turns over to sleep again.
What the fuck, Zoro repeats inside his head, What the fuck.
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Chopper doesn’t really change that much after his devil fruit– he’s still a reindeer after all, his eyes will always do strange thing in the dark – but it never stops Hiruluk from jumping three feet in the air every time he see’s Chopper at night.
His son is his son, reindeer or not, but that doesn’t mean he’s not terrifying sometimes.
(Two glowing orbs and a not quite human shape at the foot of his bed, shaking his leg in not-human hands – who wouldn’t be startled?)
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Robin is perfectly aware of what being Devil Fruit eater means, and Usopp and Nami swear up and down, cross their hearts and hope to die, that she does it on purpose.
Robin can only chuckle as she walks through the town at dusk, a few extra limbs here or there. The town is quiet, in a way few places are, gothic in nature and kind at heart. She won’t receive harm here (especially not with her captain) only a silent reverence.
She holds a book in one hand and an apple in another, another two hands braiding her hair in the fashion of the island. A child looks out the door to her right and gives a little gasp. She smiles at him, winking five eyes at once, and continues on her way. The mother bows at her from the window – a thanks for not doing something Robin wouldn’t ever do now.
She arrives at the cemetery on the eastern side just as the sun sets, and breathes in the cold air.
Ah.
More eyes sprout upon her limbs, scattering across her like beautiful art.
A thousand glowing orbs stare at the old man by the ivy-covered headstone, and he does not breath till she passes.
Perfect.
She waltzes through the forest on her own, limbs and eyes still there. It’s a form of training, one Robin practiced over her two years – a way to test her stamina in keeping her limbs longer.
The added effect of something creepier than this realm is a very nice bonus after all.
“NICOOOO ROBIN!” Franky yells from the doc of the Sunny, the only one to use her full name as a title rather than an insult. “You look SUPER spooky tonight! Scare anyone?”
“A few,” She chuckles, and lets the limbs fall away into petals as she climbs aboard.
Save for one that is – she chuckles at Usopp’s startled yelp, presumably from a glowing eye upon her back.
Its only science – shouldn’t he be used to that?
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Brook didn’t think he still had it till Nami poked him through his eye sockets.
“WHAT THE HELL!” She cried, visibly distressed. “YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE EYES!!!! YOU ARE ALREADY SPOOKY! WHY DO YOUR EYES HAVE TO DO THAT TOOO NOOOOOOO!” She wilts to the floor, her and Usopp clutching at each other.
“Oh?” Brook asks, curious. “What do I have then? Nothing terrible I hope.”
“It’s nothing, Brook,” Robin answers for her distressed crewmates as Luffy peers at Brook, his own eyes flashing in the dark. “You just still have the eyeshine that’s all.”
“Oh! Splendid! – What is that again?”
Luffy hums, before shouting the answer in a sudden fit of discovery. “YOU HAVE SPOOKY EYES WITHOUT HAVING EYES!! THAT’S SO COOL! YOU HAVE TO JOIN MY CREW!”
“NO!” Nami and Usopp shut him down, but all Brook can do is laugh as his black hole eye sockets glint in the dim lighting of the fog. They are a rowdy bunch, aren’t they?