Supply Stop at Serenes

[thatched]

Who: The Spade Pirates
Where: Serenes
When: April 10th-13th
What: chillin' out maxin relaxin all cool Gathering supplies
Warnings: Nothing more than the usual
Status: Open



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[kingkilvas]

[um]



[wait]

You're not serious.

[fierybluebird]

Ask him about growing up in the wild.

When his little brother says he wants to taste me, I take him at his word.

For a reason.

That and he's licked me and I'm pretty sure one day I'll wake up with my head in his mouth and Ace won't help me at all because he'll just be like, "What's it matter Marco, you regenerate. You should let me try too."

And they think some zoans are carnivorous. Hah.

[kingkilvas]

[Here he thought the two of them couldn't get any stupider. Silly him.]

So when Luffy said you taste like pineapple, he was correct? [you know what nevermind] ...Erm. Right. You're on your own. I think I'd rather try and steer clear of their idiocy entirely and leave with my feathers thoroughly un-licked.

[really though] But if he does anything to this island, all bets are off.

[fierybluebird]

That is fair.

Okay.

One step at a time.

[One.]

[Two.]

[Three.]

[Nom a flower.]

[kingkilvas]

[just shaking his head]

Shall I pick you up?

[fierybluebird]

[Shifty eyes.]

Would you, please?

[At least it's almost a tradition with him. He usually rides out on Thatch or Whitebeard's shoulder so, good enough.]

[kingkilvas]

[Naesala reaches down and does so - those flames are still weird as hell - but does end up letting Marco perch on his shoulder. Not that his are especially wide, but it's as close as he can come to "carrying" without getting awkward about it.

Don't make a break for it, Marco. Don't make him tackle you mid-air.

He hovers up, slowly beginning to leave the flowery clearing.] There, there. You'll be out of the forest's grip soon enough.

[fierybluebird]

Thank you.

[You are the best crow king friend bffle ever and he will never forget you ever.]

[Especially if you slightly pretend to ignore his totally not manly blush.]

[It's a trying last four days.]

[Not helped that Marco hasn't slept once.]

[He needs his sleep to stay sane.]

[Who knew.]

[kingkilvas]

[He can ignore the apparent blush, if only because he's not looking at Marco; instead taking in the sights of the forest before they reach the ships. He hopes by then Marco will be a little less manic about nature and will settle down properly.]

Mm, someone had to stage an intervention at some point.

[pause] Don't worry about it.

[fierybluebird]

[Indeed, he slowly calms down in general as they leave. His focus is by no means entirely back, but it is at least slowly returning.]

Ikki tried, but we mostly just beat each other stupid.

Chandra says phoenixes are really aggressive birds. I don't think we could handle the peace and rebirth cycle as well as you and Leanne, sorry.

[kingkilvas]

[snorts]

[As much as he's acting like a heron, Marco's probably closer to a hawk than Naesala'd like to admit. Phoenix, Phoenicis. Damn macho birds.]

Is that what you're calling it? [the whole "cycle" thing] I've never seen a group of anyone so sensitive.

[fierybluebird]

[Puffs his cheeks with a pout.]

Pirates are meant to be chaotic, yoi!

[kingkilvas]

[And he looks so very chaotic right now.]

I never said they weren't!

[fierybluebird]

Sensitivity sucks.

You keep it, yoi.

[kingkilvas]

I'm great feeling unaffected in comparison, thanks.

We just need to get you off the island. You'll be fine.

[fierybluebird]

And Ikki.

[A pout.]

[It's weird, he hates the island, hates the double spring, so shouldn't it be easier to leave? But it's not, because that idea of peace. He almost wants it. Almost.]

[But it'll never be for him.]

[Maybe that's why.]

And everyone else, yoi.

We have to make sure no one's left behind. That's how we lost Espio.

Not here. But the marines

[kingkilvas]

Yes, yes. Everyone affected will go back to normal. [you weird sensitive people]

[And oops, he has no idea who Espio is. But he understands the urgency, so he makes a noise in agreement.]

I can make a sweep through once more, but we're better off asking Leanne to commune with the forest before we leave if you want to be entirely sure. [He looks behind them momentarily, as they near the forest entrance.] Might be best if anyone else became as...entrenched as you did.

[fierybluebird]

Aye, thank you.

I don't think anyone was as badly affected as me. Ikki came closest since he's the other phoenix, but he was smarter than me and stayed away better.

[kingkilvas]

[Yet they still got into a fight. He bites his tongue.] Good to know this is the worst of it and rounding up everyone will be easier.

[They pass the last few trees near the beach and come out the other side.]

Congratulations, you've completed the first stage of escape.

[fierybluebird]

Yaaaaaay....

[Kind of a weak deadpan cheer, but this is a good sign. Marco deadpan is a normal sane happy Marco. As opposed to previously cookoo Marco.]

[Still he takes a deep breath and shivers slightly.]

Can you feel the hum of it all breathing too?

[Maybe that's a crazy thing to say. Maybe it's a phoenix thing only.]

[But he needs to know if the other bird laguz can even feel it, they just handle it better, or if they don't feel it at all.]

[kingkilvas]

[Naesala only shakes his head and continues on at a slow pace.]

I'm not as tuned in to nature as the herons. Or, I suppose, phoenixes? Never was.

[He shrugs the shoulder Marco's not perched on.] As much, anyway. I know what you're talking about. The sense varies between laguz.

[fierybluebird]

[He shivers and curls in on himself more, sort of cuddling Naesala's neck.]

It's eerie, yoi.

For every rebirth, for every new life in the world that this island sings with, no one can see the dead that came before it.

I don't think I like it.

[kingkilvas]

[He isn't quite sure why this has Marco so spooked.]

Is it because you think death isn't being properly honored?

[fierybluebird]

No.

It's an undercurrent instead.

Still there, unseen to most, but screaming as oppressively loudly as all the life in its silence.

For every new life that breathes in the forest now, how many dead fell before it?

It's like a clock spinning so fast it's almost stuck on twelve. Everyone else doesn't notice it, but Ikki and I can see the hands spinning.

[kingkilvas]

[Naesala doesn't respond right away.]

...I think maybe you need a good sleep. You shouldn't focus so much on that kind of thing.