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fierybluebird) wrote2013-03-20 04:16 pm
fierybluebird) wrote2013-03-20 04:16 pm
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[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 fromevilfierybluebird and fieryblackbird respectively!]]
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!]]
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...is this true?
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Only love is forever.
No. I will not live... forever. But the difference between us two... is vast. She is a historian, so it is not that she will never understand the history and things I have already lived through, but there are many more things I have no choice but to survive and she will get to avoid.
[He gestures idly with a hand though and gazes out from his seat.] That could be said of any couple however, could it not? [It's almost a real question, maybe it really is a question, because he's not sure the answer. And he's not used to being unsure about anything.]
It is... a very big deal for pirates, for my world, for people to choose their deaths. To make their deaths mean something. To commit to changing the world's unfortunate state of existence.
Robin knows this as well as anyone in my family, because of what she has seen, of how she has lived.
Please, do not tell her. I was first drawn to her, not just because of her reputation and to see if it was all true, but because when we met, I sensed that about her. That there have been times... [He trails off again. It's not something he can share. He hasn't even discussed it with Robin after all.] Sacrificing oneself to save one's nakama, one's family, is one of the best and most noble things anyone can do. Robin and I are not in a position where we can do that. We would, but our nakama need us alive. It is incredibly difficult sometimes.
I do not know that I will outlive Robin. I do not wish to. [His eyes narrow darkly.] But I did not wish to outlive my father and always knew that I would. I never wanted to outlive Ace, most of all, but that was not a choice I was allowed to make.
If I must outlive Robin, I want to see to making the world's new era as she would like. As my father, as Ace, would have liked.
So far as I am concerned, just because I may be stuck in the world in a physical way, they are the ones who will wind up living longer, because I will be the one to carry on their memories, and more importantly, their dreams.
Understood?
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My apologies.
You carry a great burden Marco... It is my greatest hope that you and Miss Robin find the happiness together that you deserve.
[To carry the lives of everyone he loves... never alone... yet at the same time...
....incredibly alone.
It must be so hard. But you would never know it the way Marco goes about his daily life.]
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Thank you.
Everyone has something hard they must struggle with, no? I do not know how to explain these things though. And perhaps worrying about explaining it makes it harder for others to understand.
Is Robin concerned about the lifespan aspect... or is it another?
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...rather, she is painfully aware of the circumstance.
It is the fact that makes her...
[Spock tries to think of a proper word.] It is not 'sad'... But at the time we were sharing 'tragedy' stories.
[It would seem that Robin thinks it's a 'tragedy'... ]
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No.
Absolutely not.
Love is not a burden, it is a privilege.
[Spock... was actually speaking from experience for once. Spock had let go of his worries that he had for his Captain.. and now he was simply waiting.
He would wait forever. It was not a burden.]
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I see. Thank you. That is... entirely true. [He can't expand on that. He's relieved, and he'll just talk to Robin about it when he can.]
fade to black?
Indeed. Shall we?
[Spock gestures down the path for them to continue.]