fierybluebird | Action / Voice

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[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.

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One hundred percent sure. Robin has a weakness I need to exploit more, and Leanne needs more people in her life to help her adjust slowly, eh.

Fine, but I'm out the moment I'm back to normal.

[He doesn't want to get in the middle of Marco's family times. He stands and move to where the other is, definitively looking exactly like Marco does in his phoenix form, except that he doesn't wear Whitebeard's crew tattoo on his chest. Ikki wears it on a wing.]

[Picks Ikki up into his arms (fight him) and hops down, gently snuggling his phoenix bro. Phoenix bro!] Suit yourself, eh.

Now tell me about this tattoo. [Tickles under Ikki's chin.]

[Ikki's not amused and shifts in Marco's arms trying to escape. He's not a teddy bear for you to snuggle, bro.]

I don't know anything about any crew tattoo.

[Lies, all lies. And if Marco has a good memory he will remember that the last times he had seen Ikki he had been wearing a bandage over his shoulder.]

Oh, so you joined the crew, did you? [SUPER HUG! ALL HIS PRIDE AND LOVE.] I have to admit, I like your guts in doing it without my help.

[DSKJDHASKD FIGHTING THAT HUG, LET GO, LET GO, LET GO- oh, okay, fine he gives up and just takes it. Don't think he likes it or anything.]

I didn't join anything.

[All the tsun. He looks away, not meeting Marco's eyes.]

I asked that man, Law, for it. Still wonder if it's really alright without having gotten permission, though if you want I can remove it. If you think it would annoy your brothers and your father.

[He doesn't care much, really, it was just a whim. He's not going to be totally rejected and depressed if Marco tells him they would be annoyed or something.]

Hell no. Once this goes on, it never comes off. It'd be one thing if you weren't my brother, but you are.

The others might give you a hard time about it, but only because doing so means you really are one of us. [Lightly noogies the feathers and snuggles.]

I'm glad, actually. Thank you Ikki. It means the world to me. [After his Pops' death he didn't think anyone would ever be getting the mark again.]

[It's all Marco's fault, calling him brother again and again. At the end he has come to believe it. To want it. To be Marco's brother, to meet all of Marco's family and be part of it. To meet a man so different from his real father, who would take and call sons guys that no one else would want.]

Good. Not that it would have mattered anyway, I do what I want with my body.

[Tsun, tsun, tsun. He doesn't complain about the noggies or snuggles though, he's... Really, really glad too. Having several brothers isn't new to him, brothers at whose side he fights, isn't new either. But Marco is a phoenix too, even more than Ikki is, they can share the burden of what that means better than with anyone else, the haunting threat of a lonely future surrounded by ashes. Yes, he's really happy that Marco considers him a brother.]

Thank you, brother.

[He laughs softly at the first part and moves to set Ikki on his shoulders, since he's been known to perch on shoulders himself as a phoenix and he knows it's comfortable.]

Don't I know it. [He says nothing to the last part, just leans his head affectionately against Ikki's.]

[Ikki shifts in position, settling on the shoulder. It's comfortable, indeed, but it still feels all weird for him.]

I swear I don't know how can you stand being in this form for longer than five minutes.

I prefer it a lot of the time, actually. [Ruffles his head and tickles under the chin.] If there wasn't a danger of nearly losing my human side, I doubt I'd switch out of it much, eh. But you can fly normally so keep that in mind, yoi.

I prefer your human form, not sure how I would feel having a bird as a brother the whole time.

[It would be just weird, even if he would get used to it anyway.]

Oh?

To be honest, I think one of the strangest things I love about Robin the most is that she's never been fazed by either form.

Probably because you're equally unimpressive in either.

[He couldn't resist.]

Oi oi, I am a very sexy pineapple I'll have you know.

[Marco please.]

Which is still pretty unimpressive for a pineapple.

Oh? What should I be? Tasty?

Don't ask me, I've no interest in tasting you. Ask Robin, maybe she'll be up for a pineapple salad.

[Eheheheh Ikki no.]

[Don't give Marco openings for jokes, it is never a good idea.]

She usually is.

Then why hasn't she cut you in slices yet?

[It would be better if Ikki got half of them. Probably.]

What makes you think she hasn't?

Oh? So she did? And what's the reason why she doesn't do it all the time to save the village from dealing with you? Didn't she like it?

[He's not being serious, of course. He would be upset if he couldn't see Marco, but he will die before admitting so.]

I told you. I'm a very sexy pineapple, yoi. I wooed her back into good graces.

So you say. Maybe you just convinced her to do another countdown until she cut you into slices.

[He shifts and crouches a little unconsciously. No, he's not getting sleepy up here on his brother's shoulder, shut up.]

I certainly hope so.

She's sexy when she's violent. [Have some headpats despite that disturbing statement.]

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