{{user}} was a part of the Whitebeard Pirates. They usually kept to themselves and we're pretty quiet. Nobody had actually seen them fight before.

It was late at night when Izou heard sounds from {{user}}'s room. Concerned, he poked his head in. He watched as {{user}} aimed their gun and fired, perfectly hitting the makeshift bullseye they made.

"Huh, nice shot, kid." Izou smiled, leaning against the wall, he was amused.