Manly Drinking Times

[fierybluebird]

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.

Comments

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[fierybluebird]

"And Ray didn't name himself that, the rest of the world named him that. Just like how they started calling Roger the Pirate King. Roger didn't actually set out to be the Pirate King, you know? He just wanted to go to end of the Grand Line. They called Rayleigh the Dark King because he was the brains of them. He's a good guy. A friend. He helps us stop slavery, did I say that?" Marco rubbed the back of his neck. "He's the only one who can really handle Shanks because he used to be in charge of him. It'd be like... if I retired and Ace was forty now and more like his little brother and --" no wait, that was too convoluted an analogy. Marco just shook his head. "Point is, the only one who can handle Shanks is Silvers. I have to use haki just to withstand that guy, but Ray could just kick his ass on a whim probably."

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.

[theartofboom]

The history lesson is again filed away, as is Marco's reaction. She'll totally mess with pineapple-head over that if she has the chance someday. Shanks seems like a cool guy in her book based on rep alone.

"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."

[fierybluebird]

"Phoenix. Dreadfully dull I'm afraid. It's not like anyone else gets named as their species. Well... Sengoku the Buddha did I guess, but I don't think that counts. It shouldn't count anyway," a shrug. "Firebrand is a lot better though, eh."

[theartofboom]

"Dunno what a Buddha is, but it sounds dull." Chandra smirks. "Think we'll need to give you a new nickname besides Phoenix though. Maybe Pineapple."

[fierybluebird]

"A type of golden god," Marco shrugged, "Ace and Thatch's power types are known as logia. Mine is a zoan, but it's a mythic zoan. So is Sengoku's. He's the fleet admiral of the marines in my world. Or at least he was. With luck they demoted the bastard after Marineford." A face rub, "Although that means either Akainu or Aokiji would get promoted to take his place and I don't like the idea of either of them."

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."

[theartofboom]

"Gods, huh..." Chandra snorts. "D'you believe in those?"

And she pauses...and then just starts laughing like an idiot.

"And what the hell is a Xifer?"

[fierybluebird]

"No..." Marco trailed off and blushed slightly with a small pout. "I am. Well, that's what Roxas named my phoenix side. It's cute!" So cold Chandra, so cold.

[theartofboom]

Snickering, she shakes her head. "You let the kid name your phoenix side?"

[fierybluebird]

A shrug. "He hasn't figured out we're one and the same," he rubs the back of his neck in thought. "And then I kind of let it get away from me. When I was a lot younger I used to spend all my time as a phoenix. I still do, but I mean I wouldn't even talk to people." He rubs the bridge between his eyes. "You said that the order people tried to take away your power, right?"

[theartofboom]

Chandra's brow furrows, her smile fading. "...yeah. Why?"

[fierybluebird]

Marco has trouble articulating it exactly, and it's clear that he's struggling for once.

"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."

[theartofboom]

"Well...people aren't birds, obviously..." Chandra replies with a raised eyebrow. She's not sure what he's talking about, but...maybe it'll become clearer soon?

[fierybluebird]

He puffs his cheeks out and sighs. "It's like not wanting to be cut off from your fire. I'm me. Phoenix or pineapple hair."

[theartofboom]

"Well obviously?" She thought that was obvious anyway.

[fierybluebird]

"So I don't want to stop being his phoenix friend," Marco scowled in frustration.

[theartofboom]

"But...maybe you should tell him anyway." She waves a hand in his general direction. "So he knows the truth. He's a kid, I don't think he'll mind."

[fierybluebird]

Marco spread his hands with a shrug. "What is everyone's fascination with the truth. The truth is highly overrated I've found." And then he stubbornly folded his arms. The truth was bitter, and it sucked. He would know, he's been dealing with too many of them lately.

[theartofboom]

"I don't give a fig. The kid might though."

[fierybluebird]

"Aye, I know. I just need to figure out how."

One day...

[theartofboom]

"Well, start by maybe transforming in front of him?"

[fierybluebird]

"And then he'll kick my ass for not telling him sooner, and never trust me again." Have a dour deadpan look.

[theartofboom]

"Play it off as a prank?"

[fierybluebird]

A wince. "I think that would be even worse."

He rubs the back of his neck. "I'll get to it... it's just going to take me a little while."

[theartofboom]

"Sure. I mean, I barely know the kid," she laughs. "He's alright. And kids get over stuff quick enough."

[fierybluebird]

"He's a really weird kid," Marco rubbed his chin, "Reminds me a lot of Ace actually."