Appointment Post 2.0 since the other is pretty full

[fierybluebird]

[Voice]
Hey, couldn't get to the comm right away, probably out kicking things. Since that doesn't last long, leave me a message and I'll get back to you as fast as I can, eh?

[Written]
Have a haiku.

There was a bluebird
Who was too busy for you
Leave me a message

[ooc: This post is a catch-all for threads that have to happen between posts. Start off with the Date & whether it's written/video/action in the comment bar and just start threadining.]

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Luceti / August 18th Morning

[fierybluebird]

[Somehow, his expressions softens even more as he steps even closer. He gently puts two fingers under her chin, as soothing as he can and kisses her cheek. It's still far more restrained than he would have normally done, but he figures she's likely to be mad enough at him for being that forward.]

That's what being in love is, eh. Being willing to be a fool.

You forget. You left here once already and went home. I thought I'd never have another chance like that, like this. That the next time you saw me, you truly would remember nothing. But I realized something else. I'd rather have that pain than the one of holding back, of never knowing. I'm not looking for forever Robin. So our time in Luceti will end, just as it would on the Grand Line. Are you any less alive right now just because one day you're going to die? Or maybe, because it will end, maybe knowing that, you should make the most of every single moment and seize all the life of it you can.

I don't miss the things I did with my father, I treasure them. Every moment, every time he laughed, every story, every drink. I always knew he would die someday, it hurt extra when I was small because I didn't have the fortune I do now to have spent the last thirty years with him making all those memories. [And he was scared of going back to being alone like he'd been before his Pops found him.] I would rather wake up tomorrow completely alone and friendless in Luceti despite all the friends I've made here; than have spent the last year here too scared to live to my fullest.

The first time you were here I could have told you how much I wanted to kiss you, how much I'd have given nearly anything to take you on a date, but I didn't. I kept it to myself until it was too late. And when you went home I figured I just lost that chance. Maybe tomorrow I'll wake up and you'll be gone, but I won't regret chasing you or the time on the beach, or the laughs and books we shared, or any of it. And maybe you'll come right back just like you did before, just like Luffy did.

You don't want me to give into the Malnosso and stop fighting, but you're willing to let them stop you from living the way you want? Who's the bigger fool? [There's a small grin, even though he's quite certain he's going to be slapped -- at the minimum.]

Luceti / August 18th Morning

[toujoursfluer]

[He talks too much... and she doesn't begrudge him this because all his words have meaning. But there are so many of them and so much to think about and she does grind her teeth about being called a fool even if his words to make sense. She doesn't know how she wants to live. She doesn't know what she wants to do. With greater pleasure comes greater pain. She's overwhelmed with all this. With his feelings. Is she really that special to him? And if she is, what should she do about it? What does she want to do about it? What is the right thing?]

[She wants to sit and bury her face in her hands until her head stops spinning but she can't as long as he's here, hovering, waiting and she wants to lean against him and just accept-- but accepting comes with too high a price and she wants to understand what she has to pay before she does.]

Leave. [And then because she realizes how that sounds, tries to soften her voice]

Please. I just need to think and... I can't while you're here.

Luceti / August 18th Morning

[fierybluebird]

[He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes and nods, cheeks flushing a little.]

[Could have gone better, but it could have gone worse too. What did he expect really? Nothing.]

As you wish. Thanks for everything, Robin. [It doesn't take him long to get to the window, but he glances back, his expression as soft as before.] You know where to reach me, eh?

[He doesn't wait for an answer, just switches to phoenix as he jumps and flies on home in a blue flash.]

Luceti / August 18th Morning

[toujoursfluer]

[He's gone before she even realized it. The word 'wait' is already climbing up in her throat. Though she could have said it before he climbed up, before he spoke. So she just stares out the window and she can hear him singing suddenly in her memory, high and sweet.

one rainy afternoon
yellow bird nest in my grandpa's tree
I have stories to tell you tonight
I have stories to tell you tonight

Robin closes her eyes and shuts the window]