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[Hello Luceti. Hanging out around the Library? Item shop? Food shop? Pretty much wherever you are, you might spot a certain insane poster and the pirate putting it up. All right, who let Marco have some art supplies? Well you're all about to be punished for it, because even if you're a recluse, he makes sure to post it on the journal too.]

[In a purely deadpan tone Marco switches to showing off a plate of cookies.] Join. We have cookies.

And can anyone tell me about their world's sports? Is Hit & Dead Ball or Dodgeball universal, what about Red and Green Light? If we had a games tournament here, what games would everyone like to see in it? And what kind of rewards?

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[It's a shame Norma's still too overpowered by the atrocity that is that poster to shove Marco off. Not that she would either way, but...yeah. She's laughing up a storm right now.]

It's something, I'll give it that. Please don't tell me you really kissed the paper, though. Even if you have to lie, just...don't tell me you did.

[SHE WOULD NOT PUT IT PAST YOU TO DO SO.]

[LAUGHS.] I did not. It's a tracing. I just splashed some sparkle paint there.

Please, my lips aren't that luscious, eh. [Sticks his tongue out.]

I refuse to answer that. [SHUDDER]

[Ahem, anyway, Norma's actually taking a better look at the poster now, and she raises a brow and snorts.]

So...you guys are "hiring", huh? Pyromaniacs? Good sense of humor, hm... You sure have a wide range of, uh...specifications.

Mostly we're looking for anyone fun to hang out with.

You might just get kidnapped at the appropriate time. [... So forward.]

...You're really serious about that, aren't you? That's a little distressing, you realize that, right? [Sigh. The people she hangs out with sometimes, seriously.]

Besides, you, me and Hotshot have fun enough when we hang out! Buuut if it'll make you feel better or something, I'll give it a try for, hmm...a day. Maybe two. But if you try to tattoo me, I really will never speak to you again.

I mean it!

I told you before, it doesn't have to be a tattoo. It could be a piece of clothing, eh?

That I can do. If you find something I like, I'll wear it, promise. [She prods the tattoo on Marco's chest, a fondness in her eyes that she can't quite mask.] I actually really like this.

But tell me what this is about. [And her jabbing finger goes instead to the poster.] Are you gonna have try-outs or what? Can I watch the damage?

Good. I think I have something in mind already.

[Laughs at the admission about his tattoo.] It seems to be in style lately, so I think I'll spread the love. [Sticks his tongue out mockingly and sort of nods.]

You already did try out when you didn't realize it. So join our team. I'm going to challenge the others to a bit of competition. Fireworks is used to our reputation being the world's best and half of the people here don't even know what being a pirate is really about. Not that that's shocking, not a whole lot of people in our world do either, but still, might as well show off a little, eh?

[Something in mind? Huh...Norma's curious, if the quirk of her eyebrow is any indication, but she ignores that (for now) and instead laughs. Oh, the things she could do and say. A competition of games and sports with Ace and Marco would be fun on the one hand, but on the other, it'd be fun to mess with the two and join another team entirely. Though, if she had to compete against them...eeeeeh--]

...Fine. You win. [A careless shrug, though she's smiling all the way.] I'll join your team and be a pirate. Yoho, scurvy dogs, and...all that junk!

[Laughs and claps her on the shoulder.]

You won't regret it, eh.

Hey, don't get comfy, Turtledove! [She takes his hand, unable to help laughing, despite herself.] I'm only agreeing to join your team for--is this a game or something? A tournament? ...If it's actual fighting, count me out. Yooou can kidnap someone else. My leg was broken once, and I'd like to keep it down to once, thanks.

[To hell with you men and and your manly cockfighting brawls and stuff. :|]

A tournament, no fighting.

I'd lose my control to hold back if you got hurt in front of me, eh?

[D'aww, Marco. Incoming jump and hug, just for you. ♥♥]

Awww...you really are a Turtledooove~! [Snuggle, snuggle--yeah, she has no idea the terror of what that reality would be like.] You suck uuup!!

[Flails a little before catching her.]

Suck up?

No no Buttercup, trust me. You don't want to see me lose my cool, and I don't want to let you see that. [Fortunately she'd probably have to be unconscious, so she would get to miss out on the blood and gore going everywhere. Vengeance is serious business.]

[Oh. ...Oh, uh--yeah, okay, now she's thinking the grand picture here. And, mother of god, with an imagination like Norma's and her knowledge of how Marco is? The resulting image her mind produces is enough to remove a few shades of color from her face. Hrrk--]

Ah...ahah. W-Well, yoooouu....wouldn't let that happen in the first place! So no worries! [Hug. Shiver. Shivering and hugging, sob.] Though I think I'd lose it myself if anything happened to you or Hotshot.

[They didn't get a world-wide reputation for being synonymous with "vengeance" for nothing.]

[Still he he hugs her and gently pats her head, mindful not to get her out of place (for once).]

I'm sure we'd appreciate that. And that is why you're our little sister.

[Yeah, you better not mess her hair up, Norma's within smacking range. B\ But instead she just giggles and hides her growing blush by burying her face into Marco's chest. She's going to have to really, really get used to that.]

Yeah, yeah... You said that enough, jeez!

I'm convinced the more times I say it, the more true it becomes.

[Deadpan forever.]

You are the absolute worst. [Huff, and shove. Norma's totally not smiling at all, not once little bit. And neither is she blushing, you're just old and imagining things. Huff!]

This doesn't excuse your little map trick, you know. I'm still angry at you for that wild goose chase! [SO ANGRY THAT SHE'S...hugging Marco tight. Again.] Thanks... That treasure was really sweet, even if it was a pain in the neck to find. And Hotshot was right, you really are the greatest treasure I coulda hoped for at the end of the day, as annoying as you are.

[Snuggle, snuggle. ♥]

[Oh okay, now Marco's the one who's bright red.]

I'm treasure huh? [Lightly pets!] I'm glad you liked the ending, eh.

[Holy crap, it actually worked. Ace was right! Hahha, oh man, she should have listened to him from the start! Huh, how much can she milk this for, Norma wonders.]

Mhm... [Huuug! And maybe a butterfly kiss or two to his chest.] The very best treasure ever. I love my big brother the best of all. And you love me too, right?

[Fluttering her eyes at you, Marco. :3a]

Stop that! [BLUSHES MORE and fluffs her hair messing it up and tries to hard under a wing.]

Aye, I love you too. Brat.

[HAHAHA--NO!! vahsjdkc you jerk, going for her hair! That gets a smack and a quick frown. But not before she sees that blush. D'aaaw~! How cute he can be. Unfortunately, Norma's a monster, and she smiles just like one - big and wide.]

Good! Because I may have sicced an overzealous five year old on you. Guard you behind and sleep with one eye open, bro. [RUNNING AWAAAY~!]

A... Wait! WHAT?! Who? NORMA WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! OIIII!

Get back here, eh!

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