high_seas | Manly Drinking Times

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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.

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"Gotcha," Marco nodded. It really was like him and Thatch in a lot of ways. "So you're going to do the stuff that involves darkness so he doesn't have to? Or are you going to just make sure he doesn't have to do it? Because on this ship, in this crew I mean, we aren't going to make anyone do something they don't want to. I said that before, right?"

"I don't really mind it, I mean, no heart right?" Roxas asked softly.

"I guess I'm going to remind him what he said if he does something stupid again. I can't really force- well okay, I mean I can force him but he'll be really annoying after that." He smiled fondly.

Marco laughed softly, "That definitely sounds like me and Thatch. I can kick his ass, and I can order him, but then I have to deal with him moping, and making my life miserable if I mess up."

Roxas smiled brightly and took another big drink from his cup. He leaned forward a bit with his arm around Marco's neck loosely in more of a hug. He found himself feeling like he trusted Marco a fair bit even though he hadn't spent much time with him before.

"I just don't want him to complain when I beat him up. He would, I think. I'm going to help him with his keyblade!"

Another laugh, "Thatch fought me with his darkness before, but I still made him surrender. I couldn't bring myself to keep fighting beyond that," another head pat for Roxas. "So he has one of those too? Does everyone in your world fight with one?"

"No, I don't think so. In Organization XIII I was the only one with a keyblade, but that's probably because of Sora. I can tell you I'm the only one with two of them. Lea's is new and he needs to practice I think." He smiled. "He used to use chakrams and he's all about the fire. I have light magic that's my own. I had a few other things but I don't know if I can use them or not. Maybe not since I quit."

"Light, huh? Sounds complicated. Do you use gravity with the darkness, or no?"

"No, I don't think so. I have fire, ice and thunder as my basic spells. I don't use them a lot though and I'm not that great at it. The keyblades are much easier to use in a fight. I have two strong light moves with my keyblades depending on if I use on blade or two. I don't use it a lot, but that's just how it works. Lea has fire. Everyone had something. Larxene had electricity and Demyx had water..." He trailed off thinking about it.

"I think that's all I can remember now."

"Okay," Marco pat Roxas' head some more. "We should fight sometime, yoi. But I'm warning you now, I'm like Xifer, eh? I cheat."

He grinned, because a good fight was always something he didn't mind doing.

"Yeah we should fight! It'll be fun!" He tilted his head a bit. "Like Xifer? Oh yeah, you know him pretty well I guess. He's really cool!"

"Oh, I know him very well," Marco grinned softly. "I've known him the longest, but Pops and Thatch know him better than I do." He reached up to pet Roxas' head more. "He's very fond of you, eh?"

He made a happy noise at being pet. Apparently Roxas was the clingy kind of drunk. "You think so? Seems like it. I like him. He sends me letters. Oh wait, I think you knew that. But yeah, they're good!"

Cute.... oh gosh Marco will die of cute. "Aye, I'm the one who writes them. But I'm glad they make you happy. I'm sure he's happy knowing that." More head pats!

"Yeah I hope so, because he's really cool." Roxas nuzzled his head and he smiled gleefully.

"I think flying was my favourite thing cause Xifer was really high in the sky and he knows all kinds of tricks and things. And fast. Really fast! When I flew before in Neverland I wasn't fast like that. I don't remember if I told him that but there's a little fairy there and she sprinkles dust on you and you can float all over the place. It's pretty cool!"

"Ah aye? A fairy, eh?" Marco rubbed his own chin in thought. "But don't tell the others about Xifer's tricks in flying, okay? They'd probably get mad at him."

"Yeah it was a girl fairy. She seemed kind of grumpy sometimes, but she let me fly so that was pretty cool."

He leaned down, blinking a bit. "Why not? Xifer has really awesome tricks! Why would that make people mad?"

Marco ruffled Roxas' hair reassuringly. "Because it's dangerous and even though Xifer would never ever drop you, everyone else would worry about how he could have unintentionally anyway."

Because Roxas was drunk, he giggled.

"Yeah, but people are okay putting me in situations where I have to hack my way through things with keyblades. I dunno, seems like Xifer's a lot less dangerous then that!"

A wry grin, "Aye, but I don't think they want you to be in that kind of situation either. And if you use that argument with them, they might try to keep you away from battles altogether."

His eyebrows raised at that. "Well why the heck not? I've been fighting my whole life, I dunno why I would stop now. I'm really strong you know." He frowned a bit.

"It's not about strength," Marco handed Roxas some more juice, and carefully carried him over to the railing to look out at the ocean. "My Pops was the strongest man in the world, eh? I think Xifer said this too, but I forget. Anyway, it's not that they think you can't fight. It's because they like you, so they want to protect you. You want to protect Lea a lot, aye? But Lea is very strong, and he's been through a ton of things. And I want to protect Ace, even though he's almost as strong as I am. That's how we show love. So even though my Pops was the strongest man in the world, we all wanted to protect him, all the time."

"Well, yeah I want to protect Lea. I don't want him to be sad and I figure if I can beat him in a fight maybe someone else can too. I don't want that to happen." Roxas couldn't quite explain it.

"I guess so...love huh?" Roxas blinked a few times and seemed to mull it over. "People love me?" Can that even happen to a Nobody? "Huh..."

"Oh, aye, definitely. As a nakama, definitely. And I know Xifer loves you as a friend. Maybe as family. He's like that, eh?"

He should probably stop talking about himself in third person like this. He was going to develop a complex. If he hadn't already.

"That's what love is, you know. There are many different kinds of love, but it means wanting the best for someone else no matter how much it hurts you."

Roxas grinned, nodding a little bit. "Sounds nice."

He pet Marco's hair idly as he thought that over.

"Love is kind of hard to understand you know. Yeah I want the best for Lea, no matter what. Other people too I guess, but I don't know if I'd stop them from fighting. I mean, isn't it normal?"

"Have you ever been hurt in fighting?" Marco leaned his chin into his hand and the elbow on the railing.

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