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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]

If they have I cannot tell. I do not seem to be overcome with murderous rage though, so at least we can rule out having been fed an awful lot of meat.

[spohkh]

[Spock quirked an eyebrow at that statement...


...curious.]

I see. [no you don't, stop lying.]

Shall we? [Spock gestured down the path.] Perhaps I can be convinced of sharing with you what transpired on Valentines...

[evilfierybluebird]

Wonderful. Let us. [Heads off to get tea!]

[spohkh]

[Spock falls into step beside Marco...]

The shift during Valentines' altered my ....control.


I...


I kissed my Captain.

[evilfierybluebird]

But it did not go well?

[spohkh]

Negative...

...I was pushed away. Literally.

[evilfierybluebird]

Perhaps it was just the surprise.

[spohkh]

[Spock is silent for a moment.]


Perhaps....


....However, I believe the term is 'frightened'... I believe I scared him.

[evilfierybluebird]

Really? I would not expect your captain to be so timid with the way you speak of him.

[spohkh]

[Spock looked sharply at Marco.]

He is not.


Every individual is capable of being overwhelmed.

[evilfierybluebird]

Then do not worry about it! It means he will adjust before you know it!

[spohkh]

[Spock stays quiet...

The Vulcan knows it's not as simple as that.]

If you are certain.

[Placation.]

[evilfierybluebird]

You do not sound so certain yourself, however. [Slightly mocking grin.]

[spohkh]

[Spock glared at Marco...

...this is why he did not wish to continue this conversation.]

[evilfierybluebird]

Do not worry friend, he will come around. You will see. Just give it time, eh.

[spohkh]

[Spock's eyebrow twitches...]

It is not a matter of 'coming around'.....

Tell me Marco... what exactly did the Malnosso do to you other than remove your tattoo? Did they dye your hair?
[Have some snark back...]

[evilfierybluebird]

Aye. And removed my piercings. And took off layer by layer of my skin and feathers. Are you familiar at all with the song, "Alouette?"

[Spock. Spock, no. Don't challenge him! Jeez D:]

[spohkh]

.....


[Spock was silent for a long time....

He did know the lyrics to "Alouette"... a morbid french song that slowly peeled the feathers off of a lark.]

Marco...

[evilfierybluebird]

Sorry. I will stop, eh.

[Rubs the back of his neck.] I suppose I am not in the best of states. Between my little brothers going back to the deaths and the rest.

[spohkh]

No.. it is I who must apologise. I had thought your personality was altered. I have made an erroneous assumption.

I grieve with thee...

[Spock's eyes softened... apologetic.]

[evilfierybluebird]

Altered? How so?

[spohkh]

I am uncertain. I cannot explain it.

I have the ability to perceive certain personality types from a distance... however, some emotions I still have difficulty understanding.

[evilfierybluebird]

Interesting. Perhaps you could use an analogy?

Is it blacker?

[Yet again, no good can from this.]

[spohkh]

I am uncertain....

However, I am convinced that it is merely the result of what you have recently gone through.

[Of course... that was logical. Marco had been through a lot of trauma, so of course his emotions would be changed to resemble that.]

[evilfierybluebird]

Of course. Well, I would not worry too much, matey. I always bounce back.