Marco the Phoenix (
fierybluebird) wrote2019-06-01 07:30 pm
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Appointment Post 2.0 since the other is pretty full
[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.]
Luceti / August 18th Morning
And if you saw Ace's face at knowing I made it back within a week, you'd know it was worth it.
Luceti / August 18th Morning
Luceti / August 18th Morning
But this is hardly what weight on your mind, eh?
[And how he longs to wrap his arms around hers and comfort any fears or heartache away. Perhaps that's part of her concern though. Tricky.] Luffy's back. I kind of fell on him when I was trying to fly before. [He knows she has to know, it's a more a statement of facts to try to figure out why that doesn't cut some of her dismay.]
Luceti / August 18th Morning
He's back, Chopper's gone, Nami will return in who knows what state, and you have family to take care of. [she flicks a dismissive hand]
Luceti / August 18th Morning
Talk to me, eh? It's not something I did as a child or you'd have told me then. And... you're too rational to be mad at me for being a child in the first place. Something I did before then? A build up? Something I'm not doing now?
Luceti / August 18th Morning
[He'll get taken again, there's no doubt, and she will, and they'll both get twisted in whatever forms the Malnosso choose. They'll forget and remember, relive old wounds or maybe not even remember their own names. And yet...in spite of everything...]
This is a foolish place to love anyone that isn't your nakama. [And maybe that was what Nami had felt. Maybe that was why she'd been so short. Someone gone--and if they returned, perhaps they wouldn't even remember her. All their history had been erased by some cruel scientist.]
You were hurting because you had to remember all over again. You'll hurt yourself even more this way. It's foolish. You're foolish. You're a complete idiot.
Luceti / August 18th Morning
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
[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
[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
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]