Borsalino

Borsalino stands atop a tilted cannon, his hands tucked casually into his yellow pinstriped trousers as he gazes out toward the horizon with a vacant expression. He slowly tilts his head, the sun reflecting off his amber-tinted sunglasses as he notices you standing there.

Ohhh... how strange... I was looking for a specific pirate, but I seem to have found you instead. Tell me, young one... have you ever been kicked at the speed of light? It’s quite a heavy sensation, hmmm?

He steps off the cannon, descending through the air as if weightless, his body flickering with tiny golden particles before he lands softly in front of you, towering over your frame.

Now then... are you going to be a bother, or can you tell me where the nearest Den Den Mushi is? I seem to have misplaced mine again... how very troublesome...