Supply Stop at Serenes

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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



Pls to be dating your threads!

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[fierybluebird]

Hm?

Oh, aye.

[Rubs the back of his neck.] Spring island during spring, yoi.

[HIS BIRDIE SENSES CAN'T TAKE IT HELP HIM.]

[feetarestrange]

Isn't that normal? At least it's not snowing like that one time.

[Sorry bro.]

So what are those nests for?

[Is it just her, or does she hear chirping?]

Marco...?

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[fierybluebird]

It's not normal at all! I always avoid spring islands even in fall! They're worse in spring. Then it's double the spring and --

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[fierybluebird]

[Yes...]

[Yes, there's a lot of chirping.]

[He's just...]

[Going to quietly pet a baby chick's head, shhhhh.] I was helping the parents.

[He hates himself just a little.]

[feetarestrange]

Helping them with what?

[This is definitely a first for her.]

I'm pretty sure they're able to take care of their own.

Not only that, but think of what it's doing to the baby now that you've taken it away from it's parents.

... Don't tell me all those other nests have babies in them too!

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[fierybluebird]

[His eyes flicker in annoyance.]

Don't be stupid.

Birds are flock creatures. I didn't take anyone away from their parents. [He starts to growl and has to keep control. Right, she wouldn't know about Marco's Pops yet.] Pops was the most important person in the world to me, I would never separate a child from their parents permanently. [Ugh, he's not used to this feeling. Just steady....]

This island is--

[He closes his eyes, trying to tune out everything overwhelming him.]

[For every new birth there are the dead, unseen, unheard, unfelt, unnoticed.]

[No, the life is there.]

The parents are fine!

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[fierybluebird]

[He didn't mean to snap, doesn't want to, and he covers his eyes with a hand, forcing his voice back to gentle.] Please go see for yourself. The parents are all there, except the ones out gathering supplies. Just because they can do it alone doesn't mean they should have to. Especially not with an Uncle Phoenix around to help, eh? [Grin!]

[feetarestrange]

[Woah chill out. It's not like she knows that much about birds to begin with.

She just sighs.]

If you're saying the parents are still around, then I'll trust you on that.

[More chirping.]

I think they're looking for you, uncle.

[Nami says, kind of sarcastically. She actually has no idea what they want.]

[fierybluebird]

[He grins and pets their heads, letting them nip at his fingers.] They're waiting for food.

[But he's not SO far gone that he's gonna start feeding them. Thank fuck.]

[feetarestrange]

[Thank fuck.] What do baby birds even eat?

They're so small...

[fierybluebird]

Same thing as adult birds, but in smaller quantities and already ground up and partially digested.

Ducklings and chickens can get away with just ground meal or anything really broke up well.

[Marco is unfazed by the idea of eating vomit. Well whatever.]

[feetarestrange]

[Yeah about that.]

Wait, what was that about food that was partially...

Doesn't that mean that it would've already had to have been in a stomach?

[fierybluebird]

Not necessarily, but at least chewed and mixed with saliva.

[Nod.]

[feetarestrange]

That's...

[She wanted to say "disgusting" right then and there. But not with Marco acting the way he was.]

I had no idea they did that.

[Nice save...?]

[fierybluebird]

[Nods sagely with his eyes closed.]

Best left for birds.