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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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[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.

Yeah, you can't. [He crawls out from the coat, pointing his index and middle finger at the empty grocery bag on the counter. He fires a small fireball at it, and let's it light on fire.]

I'm the only one who can do that. [Smiiirk.]

[Phoenix kicks.]

Shut up logia. I hope you didn't have any groceries you didn't want burnt in there.

[And he will just be. Dazzled. by the fire now. Issues: they have them. So many.]

[He laughs and shoves Marco's birdie head.] I got 'em all out, don't worry. Anything else you wanna watch burn?

[Because he knows you want more.]

Everything...

No wait.

Maybe we should ask people if they have things they want burned. Someone probably has left over love letters or something, right? Too bad all of Blackbeard's stuff went home with him.

We're not burning the building down. [He aims his fingers and lights a towel on the counter on fire.]

Well, better ask them to bring it over because I'm only going out there to get supplies.

[Watches it burn. Hope they didn't need that... because it's buuuurning....]

Should I amend my post? Can we even do that?

[You know boys, as you're setting things on fire, the building's going to shake slightly from an:]

ACHOO!

[God, this weather. Give Law a minute in this stairwell as he disgustedly draws all the water out of his clothes with Sona. He's drenched and icy and he's going to try to get the blood flowing again to his extremities before finishing the trek home.]

Edited 2012-02-25 07:32 (UTC)

Throw out another message, maybe?

[It would take a deaf person not to hear that sneeze. He pulls out of the coat a bit more, turning his head toward the door.]

You heard that, too, right? [He slides the coat off and walks over to the door, and opens it. Well, he's a bit surprised to see Law, of course.]

Oi, Law! Get in here! [Whether you like it or not, he is dragging you into their room because it's warm and closer.]

Quick! Let's get him and see if he has anything to burn.

[Bored Whitebeard pirates are dangerous things. Hijacking innocent doctors in stairwells and all that. And don't mind Marco, he's still chilling out in phoenix form right now.]

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