fierybluebird | [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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The nestling? I may not be able to do much in this cold but I will keep my eyes and my nose out for him.

Thank you Leanne.

Don't go to any extra trouble, eh? Usually people are gone for a week or so at least. Just if you see him while out and about, let me know, eh?

You are welcome, Marco.

I will do that. If you have anything that has his scent it would be easier for me to find him.

[A quick pause as she goes to think for a moment.]

You do need a song?

I might have something, I'll check.

A song would be most welcome, thank you.

I will be in my room for when you find something.

Would you like it now or when you arrive?

Aye. I'll try to be fast, eh?

Which would you prefer?

[She doesn't have a poem as such. Most of the poems she knows are archaic and epic tales of love and loss, the rise and fall of kingdoms. She is not even sure what to say about Sabo-chan's disappearance. What is there to say? It is just the way it is.

Instead she will quietly sing, a bit unsteady in her voice but she will do her best for you, Marcchan]

Marco...your brother was taken?! [She didn't know Marco even had a brother, though. Oops.] What does he look like?

No need to be in any hurry.

There is not one that I prefer over the other.

All right, how about now while I look. If it's not too much trouble.

[A slow happy blush spreads over his cheeks as he listens. It's definitely better than any poem, he'll grant her that.]

Thank you Robin. [It might seem small to her, but he's cheered up already.]

It isn't.

[She offers a small smile before closing her eyes and begins to sing. She already knew which song to sing as this one had very fond memories attached to it.]

Sabo was. Ace is still here... for now.

Ah, Sabo's usually ten years old, he's got a missing tooth, and he wears a top hat with goggles. He's got curly blond hair, and he's pretty scrawny, but fierce. He's befriended almost all the spirits here and usually he hangs out at the library or runs around. He loves writing and sailboats, and he's a genius at origami.

I don't know what kind of state he'll be returned in though. Robin was a cat when she came back, but Norma was her usual self.

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]

He is...he is the boy I met at the library. [She'd almost forgotten about him, but with the name and description...she's definitely met him before, and the Malnosso kidnapping a child is not the most pleasant thought in the world. Sakura can already feel her anger rising.] If he does not return in a safe state, I will make sure the Malnosso pay for it myself.

[He closes his eyes and focuses softly on breathing. His youngest brother... but he was alive. He was still alive. And whatever the Malnosso did, whatever experiments they put him through, Sabo was alive here.]

Thank you Sakura-chan. [He wants to say more, but words are hard. Of all the people he wants to protect, of all the people he simply can't protect without limiting their freedom, Sabo is high on that list.]

He left an impact when you met him then, eh? [A soft grin.] He really does love the library. Maybe even as much as I do.

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.

[Things haven't been looking up for Ace, so he's just going to go wherever you are, Marco, and sit next to you with Sabo's hat.] ... I'm worried for him.

Thank you Leanne, I feel better already. [Grins!]

Does it remind you of someone, or something?

[HUGS TIGHTLY.]

Me too. But he's a smart kid, and he's scrappy as hell. He'll be okay.

[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]

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