Marco the Phoenix (
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 from
evilfierybluebird 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
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[He sighs but his tone doesn't lift.]
You believed to have taken enough precautions? That's funny, I keep thinking the same every day about many things and yet I've enough experience that there's never "enough" with that. You're out in the open, do you at least realize how many things could have happened that made your filter useless?
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[He's a kid protecting an even smaller kid. And even warped and fucked up like this as he is, Marco really does feel a lot of sorrow on his behalf, despite still being brutal and cutting.]
You cannot protect her from everything, no. You cannot save her from seeing things, nor stop her from going out into those battlefields and wars.
What you must do, is help her to be as strong as she can before those things happen, and help to heal her after those things inevitably do.
Striving to prevent those things from occurring at all is impossible and a waste of your energy. A natural urge, aye, but useless.
I am sorry for worrying you, however. No children saw, I promise. I do not wish to have children around me this day, I am too raw and angry right now, but even I would never hurt a child. Not even accidentally. My father would be disappointed in such a thing.
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There's a long pause on his end before he sighs deeply and it sounds just as if he has shifted whatever weight he's carrying. His tone is slightly less angry, or at least the anger is more drowned and not directed to Marco.]
I know all that. And she's strong, she can do many things without me protecting her, even if she's sent to a draft I bet she won't just crawl in a corner and cry. She will just set traps everywhere and ask for equipment for them and then trick a whole squad into falling in her traps and be defeated by an eleven years old kid.
[There's a faint ting of amusement as he clearly remembers something, though it's quite overshadowed.]
You know, if you had broad-casted yourself killing someone? That would have been better, even if you killed them in the most gruesome way, it would have been better. Because then it could be explained as you being some crazy evil guy and we could just say that everything will be fine so long as she doesn't get near you. But self-harming is far worse than that for us.
[Even if he's sure that Satoko doesn't remember, even if she hasn't seen them hurting themselves... He doesn't know if she ever saw it or experienced it before he arrived to Hinamizawa. And even if she didn't, there's no guarantee that she will remain oblivious and won't one day remember things as well.]
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I am a pirate, and a phoenix besides, after all.
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[There's little difference between that and being on the verge of a level 5 outbreak.]
Look it's just that... No, forget it. Just next time try to do it at the lakes or at home, even if you still show it on the journals.
[A pause.]
Please.
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