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
[He instantly rubs the top of his head along Thatch's neck as soothingly as he can, spreading his wings to allow for the pets and trying to soothe his brother right back.]
Me too.
[He doesn't know what else to say. To make it better. He's scared, Thatch is hurting, and it must be fixed, but he doesn't know how.]
[And that scares him more.]
It's not like me.
[Thatch had said it was, but it's not. It wasn't just spring. Something was much deeper wrong with it all.]
I want to protect you from it.
[No one was allowed to touch his Thatch. Maybe that was why he was scared. Because it was affecting Thatch and Marco didn't know how to stop it for once. If he puffed up as big as he could and wrapped his wings around Thatch, would it fix it? Could he shield him from it?]
[Yes, that had to be why he was scared. He'd lost Thatch once already, the idea of losing him to the forest or anything else terrified him to the core.]
Thatch is mine. Not for the forest to touch.
[He gives the forest the most dark and menacing growl he can. He'll kick apart whatever he has to in order to protect his brother.]
[he tries to be comforted. But it's difficult without giving into the island entirely and Marco's anxiety is bleeding into him. Thatch tries to relax but he can almost feel Marco's flightiness about the whole thing]
I think I'd better go back to the Moon for a while.
[because he couldn't handle it. Not when both of them were like this. He stroked Marco's neck and kissed the top of his head]
I can be yours there, too, aye?
[he wasn't even sure exactly if it was a direct reply to the conversation or not. He just wanted to get out. Get away]
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[He instantly rubs the top of his head along Thatch's neck as soothingly as he can, spreading his wings to allow for the pets and trying to soothe his brother right back.]
Me too.
[He doesn't know what else to say. To make it better. He's scared, Thatch is hurting, and it must be fixed, but he doesn't know how.]
[And that scares him more.]
It's not like me.
[Thatch had said it was, but it's not. It wasn't just spring. Something was much deeper wrong with it all.]
I want to protect you from it.
[No one was allowed to touch his Thatch. Maybe that was why he was scared. Because it was affecting Thatch and Marco didn't know how to stop it for once. If he puffed up as big as he could and wrapped his wings around Thatch, would it fix it? Could he shield him from it?]
[Yes, that had to be why he was scared. He'd lost Thatch once already, the idea of losing him to the forest or anything else terrified him to the core.]
Thatch is mine. Not for the forest to touch.
[He gives the forest the most dark and menacing growl he can. He'll kick apart whatever he has to in order to protect his brother.]
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I think I'd better go back to the Moon for a while.
[because he couldn't handle it. Not when both of them were like this. He stroked Marco's neck and kissed the top of his head]
I can be yours there, too, aye?
[he wasn't even sure exactly if it was a direct reply to the conversation or not. He just wanted to get out. Get away]
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[Marco gives him a birdie kiss right back and his breathing is still rapid, but starts calming down at least.] I shall protect your sleep for now, eh?