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[Video/Written] For Whom the Bell Tolls

[Marco's a little wearier than normal, his voice is composed and deadpan, but his overall amusement is clearly worn a little thin today.]

Thanks to everyone who joined in the dodgeball tournament, eh? It was a lot of fun, and if you missed out, keep an eye on the next S.O.S. Brigade event, I'm sure it'll be a blast. [ooc: It's still going on! Feel free to join in!]

My littlest brother's been taken by the Malnosso, so if anyone's still looking for New Feathers, keep an eye out for Sabo too please. Hopefully he'll be returned soon.

It got me thinking though, about a poem I found by John Donne.

For Whom the Bell Tolls
by John Donne

No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manner of thine own
Or of thine friend’s were.
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.

The smartest woman I've ever known said once that we're all connected here. Friends, allies, or enemies, we do all have in common that we're trapped in this enclosure together, for better or worse. It's something to think about I guess.

It's nice having a lot of books from other worlds to read, eh. Does anyone else have a favorite poem they'd like to share?

[The following is filtered from Ace 75%:]
I have a favor to ask of all the cooks in the village. Or rather, of any of the cooks in the village, or anyone interested. Ace isn't alone in having a rough time here lately, so I'd like to do something to help cheer him and the others up. Sometime before Christmas if we could all throw a feast and come together, I think it'd be good for everyone, eh? We could have cooking contests for amateurs or try new recipes or anything. Anyways, if you think it's a good idea, and you're interested, let me know.

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Mm. I'll be home tonight if you need me. But he should be back soon, ne? [she smiles to herself]

Maybe he'll be a little birdling.

[Malnosso experiments are never fun but you took the cute where you could get it]

Thank you, and let's hope, eh.

[A small grin.] That'd be cute. He's always wanted to fly. I bet he'd love having that kind of freedom, however briefly.

[Robin is struck with an idea.]

Why does it have to be briefly? One moment.

[She doesn't disappear but you can see her looking away as if searching for something off screen. She finds the book soon enough and ferries it over to herself before opening it]

Why not make him one of these?

[And she points to a picture of a young boy on a glider.]

That way he can fly with you.

[Slow pause....]

[Laughs.] Robin I love you! [Shakes his head in another chuckle.]

[And he facepalms.]

Ikki told me about those things and everything and it just... didn't even click. That's perfect though! He's been trying to master wind magic so maybe I can ask Aang and Ikki if it could be a Christmas present for him. He'd love that.

[She loves to see him smile like that. It's good to see him laugh. She feels lifted herself and can't help but smile back at him]

I think he will like that.

[She leans her chin on the edge of the book and just smiles at you with all the warmth she feels right now]

Besides, I want your back all to myself.

[She's joking, of course. She doesn't mind sharing to a point]

[asdlkajsdlkasj]

[Oh, if you only knew what he was thinking about that. If you only knew.]

[But looking at his face would be a pretty good indication.]

[5 mental jokes about backsides and the lewd things that can be done with them later....]

You can have it. And you'll have to come flying with us too, eh? After all, how else will you get opportunities to share Sabo with me?

[Read: He's mine, and Marco's not a hero because he doesn't share his brothers. You can only take what he gives. Pirate or not! Or well, he's pretending that's the case. Since really Ace has Sabo most, but pssh, besides the point.]

[Now that is an interesting reaction. Robin is just going to look at you for a moment like a cat having spotted a particularly tasty bird. She has experience with this after all]

Oh I'm sure I'll have other opportunities.

[Once things are settled, if they are, with Ace. She will make sure to at least kidnap Sabo-chan once herself. Why should the Malnosso have all the fun?]

Better keep your eye on him, Marcchan.

Oh, is that a challenge then? You might find yourself missing something important in that case, Miss Archaeologist.

[The catlike expression might make him a little nervous, but then again, he's also had experience in dealing with said expressions recently.]

Like? What could you take from me? And what makes you think I would allow you to? I have eyes everywhere, Whitebeard.

Clothes, books, booze, virginity, want to try me Straw Hat?

Virginity? [She laughs softly.] If anything I'll take yours.

[She rests her chin on her hands]

So go ahead and do your worst.

But I warn you...

[And because she can see you, arms blossom from the bed and the wall, and blossom from eachother, wrapping around you and pinning you to the bed and she appears as well, over and braced in the web of arms and hands, staring down at you]

I fight dirty.

[Gulps.]

Aha.

So I see....

[Smirks up at her and tries to play with the web pinning him down. He'll break free yet! Just you wait...]

You're assuming though I even have any virginity left to take.

Tell me then Robin, what do you treasure most? [Playful leer, trying to distract her so he can cutie escape!]

[Unfortunately, you're going to have to save your cutie escape for another time because she can't hold this for very long. She has just enough time to murmur in your ear]

I'd find one.

[Before disappearing in a shower of petals. As for what she values most, she's just going to smirk]

What do you think?

I think I'd like to come see you now and find out for myself just how much virginity can be stolen, eh?

Your welcome if you wish.

[Though she's not in the particular mood for that, she'll indulge you for a little while]

If you think Firefist-san won't mind...

Let me handle Ace, eh.

I'll be over in a bit.

[He's not actually in a flirty mood, so much as he just wants phoenix snuggles and soothing pats to his head and to be reminded that he's not a terrible big brother.]

I'll be here whenever you need me.

[You might notice a slight wince, so quick you might miss it. Why is it so easy to say this to Marco but her own nakama....]

[He does catch it and pauses.]

Something amiss?

[Part of him was ready to let it slide, to not call her out on it, but his instincts tell him not to do that this time. Not if he really cares, and he does.]

I'll see you when you get here, Marcchan.

[She ends the feed. She doesn't want to get into it. Not now. Not like this. Perhaps they can sort it out when he arrives but before then, this is for the best]

[He just nods solemnly and flies on over. It's after dinner, after he settled thing down with Leanne and Ace, so by this point he's good to go. He brought a book; the works of Edgar Allen Poe, he thought she might get a kick out of it, and an added blanket just in case.

Before long though, she'll hear a familiar tapping at her window.]

[Robin is tucked up in bed with two cups of tea steaming on the bedside table and a book on her lap. A pair of hands will open the window long enough for you to get inside and shut again to keep out the cold.]

Good evening, little bird. Did you bring me a present?

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