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fierybluebird) wrote2013-02-18 07:49 am
fierybluebird) wrote2013-02-18 07:49 am
Ace and Sabo are gone // Written, Action
[The first few times Marco tries to find his voice, he can't. This is what Robin, what everyone tried to warn him about isn't it? And he didn't listen. He always refused. Even if his father had been here and told him the same things, he wouldn't have listened to him either. At first he tries to seek solace in the rooftop, the memorial for his Pops, but today, not even that is enough. Where can he go other than "home?" And home is no longer CH3. It is still Luceti, scattered throughout his loved ones, but other than Leanne, that describe CH3 now.]
[He opens the journal and tries to speak, but he can't. So he winds up writing instead.]
Happy Post-Valentine's Day to anyone. I hope many happy couples found each other and no one was too disrupted.
[His hand shakes, and then clenches and the pen breaks. Too angry, so much rage. He uses the bottom half of the quill as best as he can to write more.]
My little brothers, [A long pause. He looks up at the flag and... it's not enough. Nothing is.] are both gone. Even knowing that every single day they had here was extra time, and as grateful as I am for that, they deserve more. I can't tell you they've gone to a better place, because they haven't.
[The last thing Sabo saw before his death was fire. And Ace died crying and smiling at the same time.]
But they're in good company I guess.
[Good company? He was jealous of them, still, even now. He had a huge fight with Ace about it, but he was jealous. Ace was jealous that Marco could be with the living, and Marco was jealous that Ace could be with the dead, could protect someone he loved that deeply by dying for them, something Marco never could. It was a dumb thing to be jealous about, but even knowing how infantile it was, didn't make it go away. It's a good time to go get a new pen. So Marco jumps down and goes to the item shop, finds a pen and right there, in middle of the shop, sits down on the floor and continues.]
I've lost a lot of nakama before, but Ace's affected me the worst. He brought with him a new era. He saved the man who will be the New Pirate King and renounced the world's idea of villains and heroes. [Marco sets the book and pen down so he won't break them again and it's all bit before he picks them back up.] In legends, phoenixes are supposed to herald the changing of eras, but I hate it. Mankind's eras in my world are tragically majestic things, but what use are they to an individual?
I'm not going back to the apartment for a long time. And I might move when I'm ready. I took the important things with me, but I'm not going back there.
Luceti is still my home. Make no mistake, I'll fight forever for my right to stay and the right for anyone else who wants to stay. I always will. That's who I am.
[He needs to talk to people, to try to comfort them in the wake of Ace's absence, in the wake of Sabo's, but all Marco wants to do is fly away. It's too cowardly though, so he won't. He wants to switch into phoenix form and stop feeling anything, but that's also cowardly and he know Robin's been trying to break him of the habit.]
If you think you can find me, you can try, otherwise, say the word and I'll come find you. No promises about the state I'll be in.
- Marco
[He opens the journal and tries to speak, but he can't. So he winds up writing instead.]
Happy Post-Valentine's Day to anyone. I hope many happy couples found each other and no one was too disrupted.
[His hand shakes, and then clenches and the pen breaks. Too angry, so much rage. He uses the bottom half of the quill as best as he can to write more.]
My little brothers, [A long pause. He looks up at the flag and... it's not enough. Nothing is.] are both gone. Even knowing that every single day they had here was extra time, and as grateful as I am for that, they deserve more. I can't tell you they've gone to a better place, because they haven't.
[The last thing Sabo saw before his death was fire. And Ace died crying and smiling at the same time.]
But they're in good company I guess.
[Good company? He was jealous of them, still, even now. He had a huge fight with Ace about it, but he was jealous. Ace was jealous that Marco could be with the living, and Marco was jealous that Ace could be with the dead, could protect someone he loved that deeply by dying for them, something Marco never could. It was a dumb thing to be jealous about, but even knowing how infantile it was, didn't make it go away. It's a good time to go get a new pen. So Marco jumps down and goes to the item shop, finds a pen and right there, in middle of the shop, sits down on the floor and continues.]
I've lost a lot of nakama before, but Ace's affected me the worst. He brought with him a new era. He saved the man who will be the New Pirate King and renounced the world's idea of villains and heroes. [Marco sets the book and pen down so he won't break them again and it's all bit before he picks them back up.] In legends, phoenixes are supposed to herald the changing of eras, but I hate it. Mankind's eras in my world are tragically majestic things, but what use are they to an individual?
I'm not going back to the apartment for a long time. And I might move when I'm ready. I took the important things with me, but I'm not going back there.
Luceti is still my home. Make no mistake, I'll fight forever for my right to stay and the right for anyone else who wants to stay. I always will. That's who I am.
[He needs to talk to people, to try to comfort them in the wake of Ace's absence, in the wake of Sabo's, but all Marco wants to do is fly away. It's too cowardly though, so he won't. He wants to switch into phoenix form and stop feeling anything, but that's also cowardly and he know Robin's been trying to break him of the habit.]
If you think you can find me, you can try, otherwise, say the word and I'll come find you. No promises about the state I'll be in.
- Marco
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Because you're a strange man. But I know I can count on you.
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You're not the first to call me weird, eh? [But he's kind of amused about it.]
Hm. Dependable... [The grin drops and he just looks into the fire.] That's what I always wanted to be.
[But what's it worth when he can't save those that matter most to him?]
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[She squeezes and slides a bit closer]
Really. You've been a friend when I needed one. I just want to be there for you when you need me.
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Thank you, Rei. I wish there was more I could do though, eh?
[He doesn't know what to tell people. When Ace died, when Whitebeard died, he took over command and got everyone to safety. At the funeral, Shanks took up the reigns enough that Marco could at least breathe, but what was he supposed to do here? It was good that Ace even had an extra day, and better that he had a year and a half, but it wasn't enough for Marco. Even twenty years wouldn't be though, because that's how greedy he was.]
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[Glances up almost worried. He doesn't want to let her down, but if she is counting on him, then he'll certainly make sure he won't let himself let her down too.]
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[It's obvious he needs someone to look after, and she won't turn down another ally. Even if he is Marco, and therefore strange.]
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[And never give you up or run around and desert you~]
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[She folds her hands on her lap and looks up at him calmly. Hopefully that helped him.]
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I really do feel better already, eh? So thank you for that. Brave enough to go face more of Ace's friends at least.
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[She stands up and gives him another hug. Because even if she isn't Usagi, she knows the value of hugs]
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I will, I promise. Someone's got to, eh?