[Video/Written] For Whom the Bell Tolls

[fierybluebird]

[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.

Comments

[fierybluebird]

Not exactly, but I do lie a lot. For jokes, eh? At least you'll always know when I'm joking.

[Just laughs.] So long as you keep smiling I'm repaid.

[song_princess]

I am glad then.... And you only lie just for jokes? Yes, yes I guess that is true. [A small giggle.

She blinks and tilts her head against him.]

Are you sure just that? I never heard of a pirate that accepts that as repayment.

[fierybluebird]

Mostly. I lie to protect my family too.

How many pirates do you know?

[song_princess]

How can a lie protect? Wouldn't it hurt your family in the end?

.... You are the first one I have ever met, besides that undead skeleton. I have only heard only stories of them though.

[fierybluebird]

No, it's a little complicated but it works.

Oh, Brook? He's a cool guy. He's in Robin's crew, eh. And what kind of stories have you heard?

[song_princess]

I do not understand how so but I will trust you on it.

Is that the undead's name? I don't like him. [He asked for her panties.]

Only scary kinds....My nurse maids and parents always told me those to make sure that I will stay in my nest. Like if I wonder off, they will steal me and sell me off as a slave since all pirates care about are material gains.

[fierybluebird]

I appreciate that Leanne.

Ah, really? Why not?

[Hesitates and nods.] Some pirates, the worst of the scum are like that. But my Father isn't. We fought for years against slavery and to protect our islands from those kinds of weakling pirates. I'm a pirate, but I hate slavers.

[song_princess]

It is no problem Marco.

[Okay, she is just gonna blush quite a bit and frowns.] Because he is crass and deplorable. What type of creature would ask those types of questions?!

[She blinks and goes to look at him the same way earlier, trying to find any sort of falsehood in his words.]

....Perhaps, if there were Beorcs like your father in my world and near our forest. Things probably would have been different and I know that he would have many types of Laguz following him.

But it does make my heart glad to hear that not all pirates are like those of the stories.

1/2

[fierybluebird]

What? What questions??

[fierybluebird]

[His expression softens though and he gently pats her head.]

I wish he had been Princess. But just because Pops and I are different, doesn't mean all pirates are like that. We have many foes, understood?

[song_princess]

Gross and crass and I can't repeat them!

[She blinks as she was given more head pats. What is with this man and head pats, closing one eye at them.]

I believe that I do... [Okay, with all of these head pats, she probably look more like a nestling then a full grown adult by now....

What did he come over for anyway, she is kinda forgetting.... Give her a moment for to remember his original purpose of the visit. Though her face at the moment is probably not helping the nestling image at all.]

[fierybluebird]

That bad, really?

[More headpats though.]

[song_princess]

Yes. [Okay, it is bad for at least her cause no one should ever ask the panties question! Especially one that is undead!

And that blush is not gonna go away for a very long time at that memory. No amount of headpats will make it go away anytime soon.]

[fierybluebird]

Ah... I'm sorry?

I'll talk to him about if you wish.

[song_princess]

[She blinks and shakes her head.]

You do not need to apologize as you are the one that has done no wrong nor do you need to trouble yourself even more about it.

I will just have to avoid speaking and seeing him when I can. [Nope, not gonna talk about her sensitivity to Chaos anywho.

Okay, not it's her turn to give him head pats as she goes to smile at him.]

I have forgotten that I have to teach you my brother's song.

[fierybluebird]

You shouldn't have to avoid him though, he's not that bad, I think... I'll talk to him.

You know, he sings a lot too. He's a bard, eh?

But aye, please teach me. [Bows his head.]

[song_princess]

You don't have to such a thing.

A bard? [She is confused a little but she goes to let out a small sigh and nods her head.]

You don't need to bow your head for such a thing. [She goes to stand up again and straightens her back. Come on now, follow her lead, Marco.]

[fierybluebird]

I wish to.

It means he sings and writes songs as well, eh.

[He nods and follows her lead.]

[song_princess]

Then you are free to do what you wish.

I see. [Still forever do not want when it comes to Brooke.

She smiles as he follows her lead and she flares her wings behind her as she goes to sing the first note. Lets get that note done right first before moving on.

A part of her was unsure about letting someone else sing this song but.... If he uses it like Rafiel, then she can be at peace with it. Especially if he uses it on his own family.

[fierybluebird]

[Practices with her! YAY SINGING. He might not be magic, and he sure as heck isn't good with the helping people, but protecting his family? You'd be hard-pressed to find someone more devoted than Marco at that.]

[song_princess]

[YEAH YOU BETTER BE SINGING! Leanne was quite true to her word with her strictness in teaching him, giving him feathery bops with her wings with each mistake. But as he gets better at the aria, she couldn't help but to perk up and start relaxing. No... No there is no one else that can even match Marco in that respect.]

[fierybluebird]

[He blinks in surprise at the first bop, but after a couple of them he just chuckles and changes his pitch to match hers better.]

[Aw yes. He will also use these voice lessons to seduce the hell out of his hot girlfriend. What? It'll be with different songs! Ones from Brook. Totally acceptable.]

[song_princess]

[She smiles even more at his chuckles and his commitment to learning this. Marco will probably be hearing this aria in his sleep by the amount of bops and redos she had him go through.

Aw yeah! Leanne would be the best voice coach! As long as he doesn't use any Heron songs to help with seduce then he is free to use these lessons however he wishes.]

[fierybluebird]

[I don't think he'd even know how to use a Heron song to seduce. They're too calming.]

[song_princess]

[Good. They are not met for seduction anywhoitz! Just a few times of singing the aria until finally at last, while it wasn't perfect it was good enough in her mind.]

That's good enough, Marco. You did a wonderful job.

[It was the truth too. She goes to close her eyes briefly and stretches as a wave of tiredness does hit her. But she does reopen her eyes in order to reach up and try to pet his hair, smiling.]

You did my brother's song good.