Marco the Phoenix (
fierybluebird) wrote2013-01-26 11:31 am
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4th Wall Break Time!
[Wow, this is a lot of people. Marco gives up fighting his way through the crowd and just switches to hovering. Don't mind the half phoenix, half man above you, okay? He's relatively tame...ish. After flitting about for a little though, he gets tired of trying to spot everyone through the crowd.]
[He gives a sharp piercing whistle and yells out loudly:]
MARCO!
[One might wonder why he's calling his own name, but he's trying to see who will call back Polo. For science! Or you know, so he knows who will be interesting to go fly down to.]
[And later on, he'll be playing hopscotch, and that night he'll be hanging out on the roof of CH3 drinking and saying a toast to his father's memorial. Anyone care to join him?]
[He gives a sharp piercing whistle and yells out loudly:]
MARCO!
[One might wonder why he's calling his own name, but he's trying to see who will call back Polo. For science! Or you know, so he knows who will be interesting to go fly down to.]
[And later on, he'll be playing hopscotch, and that night he'll be hanging out on the roof of CH3 drinking and saying a toast to his father's memorial. Anyone care to join him?]
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[He says as they fall to the ground. No worries though, Marco wastes no time in rolling over and trying to pin Namur back. Sup bro?]
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Man, how many freakin' wings do you need?
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[Finally scrambles to his feet and puts the phoenix wings away so he can show off the Luceti ones.]
These two bite though, eh? Present from this world.
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You're late. Ace and I have already had six or seven parties without you. What, get lost trying to swim the way to another planet?
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[He's... actually being sincere there. He thinks it will help. Namur stands and kicks his feet a little. That landing hurt bro. You gotta work on that.]
Nah, looks like I ain't gotta. This place is plenty weird, an' all I did to get here was blink.
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[Slings an arm around Namur's shoulders (you know, as much as he can since Namur is huge) and ruffles the spiky hair.] Well, I'm glad you finally made it, eh? [Laughs.] I was starting to think it was just going to be me, Ace, and a bunch of kids forever. Man you've got to see this new generation. I don't know what to make of them. Doctor Law's one of those supernova rookies, but I think he might just be my new favorite. I'm totally rooting for him in the New World.
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[Slings his arm around Marco, not even being careful of the fragile Luceti wings.]
But what, you ain't gonna root for Ace's little bro?
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I will. I think they're allies though. Law's the one that came in the submarine to get Ace's little bro out of the battle at the end, eh.
And he hates Doflamingo even more than us. That's hard to do.
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[Namur chuckles, but it's a dark sound. The Whitebeard Pirates are such a mess now.]
Hatin' someone don't make ya a good person though. Even if the bastard deserves it.
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He fought droids here to get back his best friend. And I've trusted him with Ace's life here.
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[All this politicking is kind of more than Namur usually bothers with. He's a Division Commander, sure, but he doesn't stick his snout in the big decisions very often.]
So how long you been in this place, anyway?
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I've seen Shanks in and out of here before, but he's always from when we finally got rid of him after the funeral. I take it it's still about the same as that?
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[All the uncertainty in Namur's voice. What the hell, Marco? You ain't talkin' sense.]
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What's the last thing you remember before blinking and winding up here?
[He probably should have known. After all, the news that Ace was here hadn't set Namur running to find him or check on Marco's mental stability.]
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That.
[The funeral. He's been wandering around here enough to know it's some kind of weird other world or something. He just couldn't keep up with Marco's explanation. What's Shanks got to do with anything? Other than having finally left, damn barnacle.]
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And then Ace's little brother's crew is a good two years ahead of us. It gets weird, eh.
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[Weirdass island.]
Gonna take some time to get my head wrapped around that one.
[and then he realizes.]
Waitaminute. You been here like a year and a half? Why didn't you come back to us? Or are you from the future too?
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Because I promised Ace I won't go home until I can figure out how to come back here and bring you lot with me.
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Hey, do me a favor, eh? Turn around for a second. I want to see if they gave you fishy wings.
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[Have a webbed hand in your face, Marco, don't you dare go snoopin' around back there, that's just weird.]
You crazy, man.
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It's usually automatic for anyone who arrives. Mah, I guess I'll keep at it for now.
Oh hey! I've got news for you too!
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Ace had some too. Thought he'd just gone fanboy crazy or somethin'. What's the news?
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[And he snorts in amusement at that.] You think Ace would fanboy me? How much have you had to drink today?
I adopted us another baby sister. I swear she's like Haruta's daughter or something. Just as bratty.
Oh, and I have a girlfriend.
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What's 'er name?
[Namur chuckles because. Well. Same question, both bits of news.]
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