fierybluebird | Action / Voice

[A: Action has a ridiculously cheerful Marco wandering Luceti, actually walking, not flying. This is because he's walking his Pops' dog. A big white dog with a mustache on its face. The same crescent moon mustache that can be seen on Marco's tattoo. Well they say pets take after their owners...]

[Though I'm pretty sure that's not how it's meant.]

Fetch, Stefan!

[The dog barks and goes bounding after the white frisbee, only to stop as it hits the ground. What you expected him to catch it? Or actually fetch it? No. He gives Marco a quizzical stare instead, like what the hell is he supposed to do with it? Marco deadpans him right back.]

What, you were expecting this? [He holds up a white boomerang instead. And Stefan barks. With a small sigh Marco tosses it, fetches the fallen frisbee himself, and the dog goes racing after the boomerang. Including when it comes back to Marco, who just holds up a hand and catches it.] I don't know if you're just that lazy or he gave you bad habits, eh? [But Marco gives the dog a treat and an affectionate face rub anyway. Seems his Pops wasn't the only one giving him bad habits. In any case, feel free to spot him anywhere outside and stop and say hello or join him, both Marco and Stefan are quite friendly.]

[B. Voice: After fetching food for dinner (fish and mostly vegetarian things, sorry Robin, he's been cooking with Leanne in mind) and stopping to actually return books to the library instead of just stealing them indefinitely like the pirate he is, Marco lazily grabs a spot in the garden near the Straw Hat house.]

Hello Luceti.

I'm Captain Marco, of the Whitebeards, though there's really only me left of us here. I suppose that goes for a lot of the pirates left here, eh? In any case, if you're a lost new feather, give me a call, and I can come flying out there. And for everyone, I pose to you a question.

All worlds seem to have their own ways of preserving history, and some of burying it. In my own world, I think we go for the latter more often than not. Perhaps ironically, one of the strangest things about being a pirate is that we also uncover and preserve a lot of history. Accidentally, or because of treasure and legends. What one pirate might find to be treasure, the rest of the world might see as useless junk. My father was big on preserving history through stories. When you pass on legends, you keep them real in a way nothing solid can. So my question quite simply, is what do you or your worlds do to preserve history and stories? And what do you do if it's destroyed, eh?

Thanks.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Maybe he does in his world, but he wouldn't have met any, he thinks. Pirates, that is. Ironically enough, he lived on the land all of his life, even if he was always near a source of water.]

Ah, I see – he was different from the rest. [There's a pause as he nods to himself.] I don't know much about pirates, but I can understand that. It's the ones that are different that leave the strongest impression.

Aye...

[A distant note as he thinks on his father, and the world in general.]

Pops was the best. [A reaffirmation, but the man meant everything to him.]

We should all have someone like your "Pops" – someone that we treasure, that we can call our best.

[For him, that "best" makes a precious anchor that spurs motivation in others. Everyone should have such an anchor.]

I was told that pirates are bandits on sea, but even they deserve someone like that. Everyone does.

[He nods quietly to himself.] Most pirates are, yoi. That was what made Pops the best. He said any son of the sea was a son of his and he bound us together by that. He saw a bunch of dumb, lost, angry kids and made something better out of them, eh.

Any son of the sea, huh . . . It sounds like he respected the sea, and not just the people in it.

[Color him surprised. Though he shouldn't be, he reasons with himself.]

He did.

He was able to create earthquakes and tsunamis, but he was always very careful about it because he understood the consequences it would bring.

Only a fool doesn't respect the sea. The weather itself has been the downfall of most big name pirates who overestimate themselves.

Just the weather? But he does sound amazing. He could create not just earthquakes, but tsunamis? That's a rare talent. Even more if he had the character to not abuse it.

Aye, well tsunamis are caused by earthquakes, eh. Just a little more subtle.

Someone else has the power now, so I'm not looking forward to dealing with those consequences.

Why? What's that someone like?

The worst kind of person imaginable.

If everyone has a single good quality inside of them, he has none. He spent decades pretending to befriend and love his fellow nakama like family only to stab them in the back and use them as a stepping stone for ambitions and powers that he always said he never had.

There's only one rule pirates, all pirates follow, and that's to never ever kill a fellow nakama, and he broke that. Then killed his own father while calling him Pops.

There isn't a torture imaginable worse enough for what he deserves.

[Marco has um... strong feelings about Blackbeard.]

[Whoa. That is severe.

But Oscar can understand it, can try to understand it. He comes from a secluded population, where each and every member counts as a gift. To even think of internal murder is unheard of.

Yet that doesn't stop it from happening, does it?

Ugly memories.]

I understand. It's a difficult sin to forgive.

. . . Maybe not even forgivable, after all.

It's not forgivable. If I could kill him without risking anyone else in my family, I gladly would.

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