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2 - [Voice]

Hey. This weather doesn't seem to be letting up at all. And I'm getting pretty worried about any fine-feathered friends out there. [Which thanks to filial wings, could be everybody. Though knowing Marco...]

The wind is bad enough, but this shit sticks in feathers, okay? So if there's anyone outside who needs a warm place, stop by CH 3, room 40. I put a lantern outside the window, just tap if you want in.

And I stocked up sunflower seeds.

[It should also be noted that coming from the New World, Marco expects the ice storm to be pure hell, so his worries are perfectly legit in a place where spoilers: there can be lightning rain, half an island on fire, half of it frozen solid, and so on and so forth.]

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I'm worried about feathers... Not mine. Others.

[Because good luck getting Marco outside right now. He will stay in a phoenix form and chirp cutely even if you carry him until someone takes pity on the poor bird being tortured. Not. Going. Out.]

Yeah, I heard. [Gestures to his journal.] I can go looking for some, if you want.

No, it's all right. I'm not sending you back out in it either. But you know how badly trees get fucked up in this...

[He glances up at him.] Are you sure? I can tell how worried you are.

Yeah... there hasn't really been much by way of big storms here before, eh?

Nothing like this. The most we've had it just snow. And hell, we could play in that. This is just shitty ice.

Aye. Snow's not so bad, ice I could do without.

[Another distant look, as Marco worries about Joz and his arm and is all too keenly reminded of Aokiji. Still he gets over it quickly and snuggles up warmly around Ace.]

They'll be okay. [Somehow talking about more than just the birds.]

I tried to just burn it away, but the rain kept dousing my flames. It sucked.

[He snuggles closer too, pulling the blanket close and stealing his thermos to sip some soup. Mmmm it's warm.]

[Cheers up from Ace snuggles. Mm... warm brother.]

Eh, they'll be fine... or get a message through. Got enough supplies?

[Bros are warm. Herp derp.]

Yeah, I'm pretty sure. I got as much as I could.

[Yup.]

So on a regular night it'd last an hour, but for this you'll hold out, eh?

Oh, very funny. [He'd shove you. But that requires moving. And possibly losing his warmth. FUCK THAT.]

I can just run to the store real quick and get more if we need it.

[Grins.] All right, all right. [Switches to a bird and lays on his back.] But then you'd be wet again.

[Nooo, his warmth. Fine, he'll lay down next to you and rub your belly. He shrugs.]

It'd be fine, I just have to run fast.

[Guh. Melting.]

I'm pretty sure that's not how rain works Ace.

I meant if I ran fast enough, I wouldn't get that wet. [More rubs and scratches.]

Like I said. Rain doesn't work that way. [Melt melt melt.]

The less time I spend in it, the less wet I'll be. 'S all I'm saying.

[More pets for the birdie. And snuggles.]

I guess. [SNUGGLES.] Better to just not have to go out I expect.

You're telling me. But the rain and ice will be worse on your feathers. So if we do run out, I'll go.

[Gonna just bury them both in the coat.]

You know what... normally I'd protest, but I really don't want to go out there. So okay. [Snuggles forever.] We should stuff on fire. [No. Stop it. Bad pyro.]

[He chuckles, and picks up Marco and places him on his chest. Stay there, you're warm.]

As long as we don't burn the building down, sure. What sounds good?

[Stays.] Dunno. We shouldn't do it near Pops' jacket either. [That's a given.]

No shit. If we burned it, I would feel like crap forever.

... especially since I'm the one who can actually burn stuff.

I can burn things. [Huff.]

Just not with my devil fruit.

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