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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[Well, Saori's out for a walk with Keiko, and she's practically dancing as she moves. Yuuna's been in Luceti for four whole days and it's incredibly difficult for the suddenly clingy goddess to pry herself free to do much of anything else. But shiba-pug needs a walk, and Saori really does too, just to get out to think and enjoy the weather so...out she goes.

And nearly walks smack dab into Marco. And just bursts out laughing]

Oh! Marco! You're back!

[Suspicious.

Barnaby has seen and heard enough audio and video recordings of himself to know his own voice, and the sound of it coming out of the journal in an entirely different capacity disturbed him greatly. This Captain Marco...

...]

Captain Marco. I have a question for you as well.

[His tone was deceptively even, a thin veneer laid upon refined steel.]

Who are you really?

.... My clan, we were big on preserving history. We do it by songs and pass the songs from one generation to another....

Perhaps later on I can sing for you and my lady Robin some of our history and legends?

[Just before dinnertime, Marco is busy cooking up food, and whistling cheerfully in the kitchen. It might seem like a dull routine to most, but Marco believes wholeheartedly in such things as they add stability and a family safety net to otherwise chaotic turmoil.]

Dinner's on in fifteen, yoi!

[At least he seems to be in a pretty good mood. Even for Marco, it's extra chipper.]

[ So here's Kakashi, just strolling along, when out of nowhere, something goes whizzing by overhead, and a moment later, a big white dog comes barreling right at him. Kakashi could dodge, but he had been walking past some jagged rocks that the dog might cut its (his? her?) paws up on if it went stalwartly onwards. So, he takes the hit instead, letting the dog barrel right into him and catches the fluffy thing by the scruff as they both go sliding back a few feet. ]

Whoa there.

[ He says lightly as he looks down at the dog, fingers gently moving to pet soft fur. ]

We [and he's leaving that "we" ambiguous] preserved our history the same way – with legends. Stories that we tell each other and pass down from generation to generation . . . Oral tradition seems to be an important part of many cultures.

[Poor Stefan is going to get an interception, though, as the next time Marco tries to throw the boomerang, a white wolf is going to jump and fetch it. Don't mind Hyoga, he's just going to try to run away with your toy guys, you don't mind, right? There's an interesting lack of Ikki in the area though, so the wolf has come on his own which is actually rare.]

[Okay, so, Norma has heard of this massive dog that belonged to Marco's dad or whatever, but she never expected his stories to actually have some truth to them. So color her astonished when she sees him walking the giant animal like it's no big deal. ...Okay, probably in Luceti it isn't a big deal, stuff like this happens all the time, but we digress.

Plus, it's still weird.]

What...whoa!

Piracy's gone to the DOGS, here!

[Have a drunk complaint, Marco.]

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