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[It's Marco's voice, but somehow with a darker tint to it. And it looks like his hair's been dyed black? That's not the strangest change though. The tattoo on his chest is completely removed. There's a rough scar where it used to be though, it's not bleeding, but it's clearly still healing.]

Can you believe the arrogance of those fools? First they drag me away, then they removed my father's mark, and gave me a mockery of it. [Oh yeah. He's deadpan, but it doesn't take a lot of knowing Marco to recognize that he is thoroughly pissed off. More angry than he's ever openly shown in Luceti for that matter.] But the joke's on them, oh yes. [His eyes glitter darkly, burning blue for a second, as they might have done before.] Just because my healing is slowed here doesn't make me any less a phoenix. They can remove my tattoos and piercings but that's a simple thing to restore.

Watch and learn fools. Watch and learn.

[LUCKILY the next part is filtered away from kids ten and under, though no doubt many adults would have preferred not to see it either.]

[Marco props the book up on the edge of the fountain, and leans back to lowers his neck into the water and uses a knife to carve an old school manji symbol in it, line by line. Those familiar with the nazi swastika and not the manji symbol might confuse it for that. Marco doesn't make a sound however, but his blood is clearly revolting against the treatment, blue flames trying to battle the water, and the most they can do is hold back the damage. As he finishes, Marco smirks, grabs a bottle of blue ink from a broken pen and pulls out of the water to throw the ink into it. At that he lets out a feral sound, something like a loud crow's caw, and he shakes off the rest of the ink with a smirk, the skin already still stitching over his chest and trying to cover his neck, but hitting a barrier where it's inked.]

[He fiddles with the journal again to turn off the filter and grins.]

There. I don't know about you, but I feel better already! Now who wants to get on my good side and help me find some earrings?

[[ooc: Marco's returned from Mallynap in "evil" mode! He'll have black hair, be a lot more emo/depressed/dark, and comments will come from

evilfierybluebird and

fieryblackbird respectively!]]

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[What.... What is going on with him? What is wrong with her not-yet-but-almost-adoptive brother. This.... This is something that she does not need to see at all and her facial expression explains it all.]

St-...Stop..

[Okay, need to find her voice before OH GODDESS! SHE NEEDS TO STOP THIS NOW!]

STOP IT MY LORD!

[Look at what you made her do! You made her raise her voice at you, Marco.]

Where are you so that I can tend to your injuries.

[Blinks. Marco actually seems pretty surprised by this outburst.]

Whatever is the matter, young Heron? There are no more injuries.

Then prove it to me. Either I will come to you or you come to me.

[And she won't budge on this if her tone is any indicator. And she is already not living in that old room as much anymore.]

[Grins.] As you wish. I am over by the fountain. I merely fixed that needed to be returned to me.

[It's a cold grin, seriously lacking his usual warmth]

I do wish. Stay put so that I will find you.....

[She has no words for his last statement as she shifts into her heron form and flies out of the forest and towards the fountain. She knows this path very well and it doesn't take her very long. She remains in her heron form as she as lands near him, studying him for a moment.]

[He waits, somewhat impatiently, and whistles to himself a dirty drinking song. :|]

(Okay... It is him but he does look different? Is that just it? Just his looks? No, its something else entirely. Leanne finally goes to approach him, shifting back into her normal form.)

My lord, please show me where you did that to yourself.

[Points to his neck. The flames are still desperately combating the intrusion and trying to figure out how to deal with their inability to instantly heal things, but there's no blood, just scarring.]

It is fine now, see?

(She does frown at that sight before moving to kneel in front of him in order to get closer to the wounded area.)

No it is not fine.

(Okay fellow bird person, she is gonna help your ability to heal with one of her own healing songs, let's try and make that pain and scarring go away now.)

[He closes his eyes for a bit, relaxing like he usually does, but then opens them back up and holds a hand on her head with a narrowed eye frown.]

Stop. What are you doing?

(Oh ow, ow ow ow ow ow owie. That touch hurts. Like really really hurts. She meets his narrowed frown look with one full of gentle worry and concern.)

Healing you.

I do not want that, thank you anyway Heron Princess. [Turns and starts heading to the item shop.] Besides, I am a phoenix, I can and will heal on my own.

I apologize for any offence then, Marco. but please understand about giving yourself such injuries will cause those who love you to worry as I have worried. (And she will follow, yes she will. No abandoning her twice now if she can help it.)

[Stops, turns and bows.] Please do not worry for one so lowly as me, yoi.

[Okay keep in mind, Marco is normally all about the overconfidence and swagger.]

(What? Just what? Who is this person and there is nothing to. Indicate that this was a joke. She frowns and goes to ruffle her wings a little before reaching down to grab a pineapple lock of hair and tugs on it with all of her might. Which is the might of a five year old but who cares about that little detail.)

Those words have never been the truth and you know it Marco. (Stern tone is a go.) No one is more greater or 'lowly' then another person as well are all the children of the goddess and she views all as equals. (Tug. Gotta make sure that sinks in a little.) And if that was a joke it wasn't funny at all.

[Blinks and gives an annoyed scowl, more at the hold-up than the words.]

It was not intended to be a joke. What is wrong with you today? [Hi kettle, this is pot calling....]

(She contines to frown and keep her wings ruffled.)

The same question could be asked of you. I believe that I am allowed to be worried about the one that over my time here I have come to see... (Okay this is a bit embarressing to say as she has never said this before to him yet but... If her next words can reach him a little then it will be worth the embarressment.)

That I have come to see as family, to be more exact, as my brother. Am I not allowed to worry about my own family?

[Frowns and gives her a hug.]

Of course you can. I am honored to be allowed to be seen as a brother, eh?

(That was something she wasn't expecting to have happen. She couldn't help but to wince a little at the hug and all of his chaos but she couldn't help but to smile.)

Then stop saying such bad things about yourself.

[A slightly softer grin and he nods.]

Very well, how can I fight against such a thing, eh?

[And at the sight of the softer grin, she goes to smile at least as well.]

No you can't. But I do apologize for speaking out of place towards you.

[And in so much pain now cause owwwwwwww all that Chaos.]

Ah... no...

[Bows.] If we are siblings, such a thing is well within your right. I was simply uncomfortable and I reacted more negatively than I should have.

But I was behaving more boldly then a proper lady as my mom and sisters would say.

[And oops! There is a bow so she will curtsy in response.]

We are only such if you desire it as well....

I do desire it, quite strongly. I have already thought of you as family for awhile now, just never voiced it.

And bold is better.

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