Marco the Phoenix (
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Manly Drinking Times
Who: Marco, Thatch, Logan, Namur, Roxas, Vyse, Chandra, Natsuno, and anyone else who wants in on this drinking game
Where: The Sun! And the Moon! And all the ships in between
When: Sunday May 4th, pursuant to this hilarity
What: MANLY DRINKING TIMES
Warnings: Ehhhhh ARRRRR For Rum. And drinking. And war. And fuck who knows what else, remind me to update if needed.
Status: OPEN!!!
Marco quickly set up a couple of kegs at the ready for the drinking party. Because it was just plain necessary, and a lot like old times. The last two weeks were still weighing on Marco's mind. War, Peace, phoenixes. Was it a good idea to really enjoy war so much? Was it a bad one? Maybe it was inevitable, so he might as well enjoy it. Like life, right? Or should he not encourage it just because it was amusing?
It was too much of a headache, that's why he was just going to drink.
He also set up some non-alcoholic drinks for Leanne and everyone else. Green tea, fruit juices, but they were all clearly marked.
Marco gave a quick piercing whistle. "OI SPADES! Roll call and drinking games!"
And maybe drunk board games, he would blame that on Ace though.
Where: The Sun! And the Moon! And all the ships in between
When: Sunday May 4th, pursuant to this hilarity
What: MANLY DRINKING TIMES
Warnings: Ehhhhh ARRRRR For Rum. And drinking. And war. And fuck who knows what else, remind me to update if needed.
Status: OPEN!!!
Marco quickly set up a couple of kegs at the ready for the drinking party. Because it was just plain necessary, and a lot like old times. The last two weeks were still weighing on Marco's mind. War, Peace, phoenixes. Was it a good idea to really enjoy war so much? Was it a bad one? Maybe it was inevitable, so he might as well enjoy it. Like life, right? Or should he not encourage it just because it was amusing?
It was too much of a headache, that's why he was just going to drink.
He also set up some non-alcoholic drinks for Leanne and everyone else. Green tea, fruit juices, but they were all clearly marked.
Marco gave a quick piercing whistle. "OI SPADES! Roll call and drinking games!"
And maybe drunk board games, he would blame that on Ace though.
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"He's one of the older ones I mentioned. Old enough to remember Roger. He fought back to back with us to defend Fishman Island... Fuck."
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Marco drank down his rum and moved to lean on the railing and look out at the ocean. It wasn't the right ocean in some ways. It smelled different, less salty, more squiddy, but at least it was ocean. "Teach spent thirty years hiding who he really was to all of us. That's why... mah... well..." a small sigh, and Marco ran a hand through his hair, "I suppose I've always been a little bit paranoid. It takes me awhile to warm up to people. But even I didn't think twice about calling him a brother or nakama."
He shot her a sidelong glance. He can't seem to form the basic words. For all that he's circling around it, spiralling like a hawk, actually diving into the depths of it seems too hard. Only one way to do it. "He stabbed Thatch in the back and stole the darkness devil fruit from him." Marco's jaw clenched hard, and then his fist which also lit up with blue flames. "You know how Ace and I feel about revenge. I've been getting revenge since before Teach was ever in the crew. He broke the only unforgivable rule no pirate can come back from. For what? Power?" Marco's shoulders ripple with blue flames, like a breeze pushing them from one side to another before he lets it all go.
"He was in Ace's division. Second. I knew him longer, but..." Marco looked back out at the ocean hollowly. "Pops was dying. If I left to hunt him down .... and then if Pops went...." he shook his head. "Ace went after him instead. We thought maybe he could do it because he's a D too, eh?" That wasn't the truth. But when they couldn't stop Ace no matter what, without chasing him down and locking him up, without stopping him from being himself, without risking everyone else too, the only thing they could do was have faith in him and lie to protect his pride.
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"And that's when...everything went to hell for Ace," she finishes with a trace of anger in her voice.
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"There's another pirate emperor, one of the yonkou, like Pops, named Shanks. Red-haired Shanks. I've known him since he was ah jeez... ten or twelve. And that makes me feel old, let me tell you," he shook his head. "He gave Ace's brother that straw hat he's so fond of, and Marshall gave Shanks the famous three scars over his eye. Teach was always ruthless. The rest of us were just playing around, but Teach lost his temper and Roger got pissed." Another headshake. "That's ancient history. But when he heard that we sent Ace chasing down Teach, he sent us a rookie messenger to ask us to call Ace back." What a fucker. As if they even could. "Pops told him to come himself, and he actually did. Even though it risked sparking several wars, eh?" He rubbed his chin.
"When we heard Ace fell, Teach turned him over to the marines to earn their trust. Because they are really just that stupid, yoi. They put him in their prison version of hell, and laid a trap for us," Marco rubbed the back of his neck. "I still find Shanks a pain, but he helped me make the memorial for Ace after the war when I was dealing with a million things. And he even convinced the marines to let us have Ace and Pops back, eh?"
Ugh...these are so short and I feel so crappy about it.
PSSSSSH Don't XD It's just because Marco's are too long gosh
"Aye," he nodded his head, "Sounds like Shanks. He's always doing that too. He went to head off Kaidou from attacking us on our way out at least, so I guess it has some uses. Sometimes. The rest of the time it's just annoying like the rest of him."
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More scowling, "I wouldn't mind Dark King -- Silvers Rayleigh I mean, showing up. Nor Benn Beckman, if I had to have someone from Shanks' crew, but there's a lot of bad blood between their sniper and Vista. And Shanks is damned annoying. He's not all bad, just...." he spread his hands with a shrug, "A pain."
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And now he misses Silvers. "Man I wonder what he's been up to lately... I haven't seen him in years though. 'Quiet retirement,' hah. He's probably got a dozen more girlfriends... I should ask Shakki... if I get back to my world and actually have the time before everything goes to hell and worse. I could probably use her insight on what to do about Fishman Island at least..." He gets lost in his own thoughts and shakes it off.
"Once someone gets strong or famous enough they start getting known by their title more than as a rookie. Mine's incredibly boring. Jozu's too. Blackbeard is just... Blackbeard, eh?" A small snort. "Pops is Whitebeard instead of Edward Newgate, Aokiji is Aokiji instead of Kuzan, see, even the marines have them. You'd probably get known as Fire-Hair Chandra," he stuck his tongue out.
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"What's your title? And Fire-Hair? Really? That's...kinda lame. I actually have one though. At least, one that was given to me by another Planeswalker. I'm the Firebrand."
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As for Pineapple? He makes a face, "If those are my only two nickname options, I'll stick with Phoenix. Or Xifer. I want to be Xifer. It has pizzazz and sounds like the sparkles."
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And she pauses...and then just starts laughing like an idiot.
"And what the hell is a Xifer?"
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"There's a certain freedom in being a bird. People don't react the same, and if I say the wrong thing I don't piss them off so much so intentions count for more. And before you start too, I know... I know I have to tell him sooner or later, I just don't know how yet."
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