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[fierybluebird]

[It's Marco's voice, but somehow with a darker tint to it. And it looks like his hair's been dyed black? That's not the strangest change though. The tattoo on his chest is completely removed. There's a rough scar where it used to be though, it's not bleeding, but it's clearly still healing.]

Can you believe the arrogance of those fools? First they drag me away, then they removed my father's mark, and gave me a mockery of it. [Oh yeah. He's deadpan, but it doesn't take a lot of knowing Marco to recognize that he is thoroughly pissed off. More angry than he's ever openly shown in Luceti for that matter.] But the joke's on them, oh yes. [His eyes glitter darkly, burning blue for a second, as they might have done before.] Just because my healing is slowed here doesn't make me any less a phoenix. They can remove my tattoos and piercings but that's a simple thing to restore.

Watch and learn fools. Watch and learn.

[LUCKILY the next part is filtered away from kids ten and under, though no doubt many adults would have preferred not to see it either.]

[Marco props the book up on the edge of the fountain, and leans back to lowers his neck into the water and uses a knife to carve an old school manji symbol in it, line by line. Those familiar with the nazi swastika and not the manji symbol might confuse it for that. Marco doesn't make a sound however, but his blood is clearly revolting against the treatment, blue flames trying to battle the water, and the most they can do is hold back the damage. As he finishes, Marco smirks, grabs a bottle of blue ink from a broken pen and pulls out of the water to throw the ink into it. At that he lets out a feral sound, something like a loud crow's caw, and he shakes off the rest of the ink with a smirk, the skin already still stitching over his chest and trying to cover his neck, but hitting a barrier where it's inked.]

[He fiddles with the journal again to turn off the filter and grins.]

There. I don't know about you, but I feel better already! Now who wants to get on my good side and help me find some earrings?

[[ooc: Marco's returned from Mallynap in "evil" mode! He'll have black hair, be a lot more emo/depressed/dark, and comments will come from evilfierybluebird and fieryblackbird respectively!]]

Comments

[evilfierybluebird]

Two!

[windandrain]

...I will ask you again, why do you want mine?

[evilfierybluebird]

[Because he's greedy and wants them allllllllll.]

Are they not spares?

[windandrain]

[Actually, they aren't. She doesn't wear them often]

They are a loan. Nothing more. I don't keep many jewels.

[evilfierybluebird]

[He hesitates, and then nods.]

Only one week then please. If I do not find replacements, I'll return yours nonetheless and simply deal with the holes closing.

[A sigh.] Really, the Malnosso are such a bother. I would have invested in seastone blocks, if it wouldn't just drain me of energy entirely.

[windandrain]

Then I'll meet you at the shop in five minutes.

[And off she goes. Birdbrain may take note of a curious, large crow with a pair of silver earrings in it's beak. Simple ones with clouds dangling on tiny chains]

[evilfierybluebird]

[Very cute, and he hopes not too precious. He whistles and holds out an arm for a perch.]

Good day Saori-chan.

[windandrain]

[The bird alights on his shoulder and offers the earrings]

I see your demeanor is more casual than usual. You're lucky you returned a week later than I did.

[evilfierybluebird]

Thank you Goddess.

Oh? What happened last week? [Just strokes a finger casually under her chin without asking. Feel free to bite him.]

[windandrain]

[Consider yourself bitten. Playfully.]

I came back with my spiritual side dominant. And...twisted to an extreme.

[evilfierybluebird]

[Cute. He's unfazed however, and he keeps tickling lightly.]

Oh? Sounds intriguing. Albeit dangerous. [Glances around.] And swaths of tornadoes that left a mark around here or did you manage not to go so far?

[windandrain]

No one offended me enough to warrant my ire.

[She doesn't move, scritches are always welcome]

And my family managed to figure out how to control it. Keep that side of me from doing anything bad.

[evilfierybluebird]

Do I seem that different now, just from the hair change, or am I being paranoid, do you think? Everyone's acting so strangely, but I can see the equation enough to tell that the only factor changed here is myself, eh.

What do you think Saori? [Wanders into the store with her, since he's already seen from Rei that jabbing the earrings into his ears might freak a few people out. Wusses.]

[windandrain]

You smell quite different. You feel quite different. I would say it's you.

[evilfierybluebird]

I smell different, eh?

How strange. What is that new factor, would you say?

[Burnt.]

[windandrain]

Darker. Less...cheerful.

[evilfierybluebird]

I just came back from being tortured and my brothers were sent to their deaths, am I supposed to be cheerful after that?

[HE SAYS THAT, but the fact that he even openly says that is weird in and of itself.]

[windandrain]

You are always a man to put on a smiling mask. I misspoke. And I do understand your pain.

[Her head quirks to one side]

You are a source of smiles, not this. It worries me to see you like this.

[evilfierybluebird]

[Grins~!] My apologies, my Goddess. By no means am I still suffering tortures.

[windandrain]

[She playfully nips your ear, Marco.]

Your snark will get you nowhere with me, Phoenix. Go find your earrings.

[evilfierybluebird]

[Laughs.] As I shall, Saori. [Bows mockingly.]

[windandrain]

[She flutters around, finding a new perch]

[evilfierybluebird]

So what do you think? Diamonds?

[He's going for the diamonds either way.]

[windandrain]

[The bird makes a disgusted sound]

What color?

[evilfierybluebird]

White on platinum.