fierybluebird | 11 - AU!Disc [Audio] In which pineapples are plentiful

Has anyone seen my Ace of Spades?

Linda apparently can't find it. She's good at finding other stuff though, but not Rika's crystals. Which is a shame, I was going to hang them up in the windows. Might liven up all the black. [In the background there's the sound of a woman tsking him and reminding him that he gets to decorate the office, not the apartment, so he should suck up and deal because black is the in-thing.]

Yeah, right, anyway. Got in touch with the Sandwich Factory --
[At this, the transmission is interrupted for a loud THWACK! as something loud was thrown and cracked near the communicator.] NOT YOU LINDA. GOD! PUT THE HEELS DOWN! You're worse than Pops' nurses!

[And a loud woman's voice.] WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?

[And anyone who knows Marco might recognized this silence as Marco's usual deadpan thinking up the right thing to say.] Love you baby? [WELL, apparently that worked because the woman devolves into a bunch of coos and purrs.] Right, I'm just going to take that heel now... before you break things. Haha. Wait. What is that on the plate?

Spam on toast with pineapple! It's your favorite!

That's inedible.

[And that would be the sound of Marco getting slapped and the voice wandering away yelling he can get his own damn food then.]

Right. Okay. Yeah. So uh. I guess anyone who finds this not an ordinary day and has lots of missing stuff, check in. Maybe we can find it together with a giant lost and found or something. Thanks.

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Certainly he is. ...Marco-san was going to tell me something?

I could find stuff. I'm a pirate. You think I'm going to sit around growing trees?

I'll fuck shit up if they mess with my family and they have.

I'm just tempered by keeping people safe, all right?

Weird.

Maybe it's a ranking system according to age.

They're at a hospital place or a prison. It sounds a lot like slavers in my world, down to minor details. They're watched everywhere, and it seems a lot like setting them up for the market.

Maybe I'm paranoid, but the trolls remind me so much of fishmen already, it's hard not to notice the similarities.

I believe that's how it works, yea.
The younger kids go to elementary school and learn reading and writing and other basics like that, and the older kids go to high school and take more specialized classes.
I think.

It's not every day that one finds himself in the busy, prospering streets of a dead land. [And suddenly engaged....]

How many others are here?

Edited 2011-04-06 04:46 (UTC)

Noted.

Do you have any ideas in how we arrived here?

The whole concept is a bit strange to me. Only the very rich or nobles had formal education in my world. Maybe a few of the exceptionally academic -- though it generally was dependent on what island.

Not a clue.

Maybe something about the crystals? They showed Discedo's past, so maybe this is Discedo's past.

Indeed.

Most of the original Discedo inhabitants seems to be here. We're still missing quite a few important ones, but they might not have had means or time to get it contact yet.

maybe you should focus on growwin the biggest gog damn tree there wwas
and use it to make a pretty long ladder

and then use that ladder to knock on my wwindoww in this dorm
its barred but at least its a wwindoww

Quite some things. Including the fact that some person who is definitely not my older brother is claiming to be my older brother.

We'll get you.

What floor are you on?

That seems to be going around.

Are they treating you all right though?

cant say for sure
could be the fourth
fifth
sixth
third

The only education I had was basic lessons from my foster mother. Everything else I taught myself.

Did you come from an island nation?

No sense using the window then, eh.

We'll just do it prison break style.

It doesn't seem like a bad way to learn to me. Especially since you already know what they're teaching in the classes.

More like, I'm from all over.

[This is Seifer showing up without a scar in business casual with fingerpaint on his pants. Make any jokes and he will punch you. Anyways he's just knocking on the door.]

I guess.

So you moved around a lot.

[Oh, he's amused. It's like the time some of his crewbie idiots got it into their heads to decorate. However, given the pineapple grove, Marco's keeping quiet for now.]

Yo. [Opens the door and leads him into a landscaping office with far too many tropical plants for Discedo.]

[He follows, but... all these plants are kinda creepy man.]

You runnin' some illegal tree business here or somethin'?

[Seriously it's weirding him out.]

I wish.

[Deadpan.] Apparently I "landscape." Which sounds sort of like what happens to islands after a buster call and they're all flattened and destroyed. [Shrugs.]

[There's a bit of a surprised, choked laugh at that. When he gets himself under more control:]

Means you do people's lawns. So what've you found out so far.

[Stares at the laughing and deadpans.]

What's a lawn?

[He's serious. He's lived on oceans his whole life. There's no such thing as lawns to him. Still, he goes through his iPhone-thing to pull up a list of those found so far.]

Still no sign of Denmark's brothers that I know of, including Sweden, no Ace, no Luffy. Got a hold of Anemone, she's working at a restaurant as a waitress. Seems like everyone is in school, a job, or both.

And I'm making a vow here and now to never retire and give up piracy. This whole city is fucked up.

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