high_seas | fiery violent pirate babies

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fiery violent pirate babies

Who: The Spade Pirates. Babies.
Where: Somewhere on the ocean, constantly circling the same reef. Babies.
When: May 15th - May 18th Babies.
What: IDK, look at the subject header.
Warnings: Babies.
Style: Action, Log, Babies.
Status: Babies.

General catch-all for baby-things! Make your own threads, babies. /slaps

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[Fists still on hips. Still looking annoyed. More so now as MARCO told her to explain herself.]

[At least he remembers her... or... her smell?]

You got to be kidding me. Marco. I am Haruta.

[Stare.]

[Stare.]

[Stare.]

[Grabs her hair flips it up.]

[Tilts his head.]

Something is wrong.

[Understatement.] Your feather-- hair is the wrong color. And you're taller.

[His eyes narrow.] If everyone around is youthenized [Wrong word Marco.] why are you older?

Where is Papa?

[She doesn't draw back as he grabs her hair or... is... is he inspecting her? Come on man. She knows you look young, but...]

[her belly dropped out, getting a good look at him. This is him. Being younger. Honestly younger. She's so glad he remembers her though.]

Last time you saw me was, what? Dragging me up to the crows next? Or was it before that? Trying to cut you to escape? Or... was it before the falling into a barrel of booze incident?

You're so... young. [And odd kind of smile at that, running a hand over her face and fixing her hair] I dye it now. Blonds too... girly.

[as for Pops, her chest constricted at that.] Pops? He's away on business. Something to do with all these kids. I thought he told you before he left. [lies aren't the best ideas, huh? But she's good at them, sometimes. And she isn't sure how to deal with Pops]

[HUGE HEAD TILT.]

[He knows she's lying, but he can't narrow it down about what. There's so much to take in.]

Crow's nest.

[He doesn't smile yet though, same deadpan birdie expression for now as he's thinking.]

I liked it blonde. You looked like my brother.

[But he tugs her into a one-armed hug around the shoulders and leans into her head, breathing in her hair as if to make sure it's really her.] Still do. [Noogies! And then taps his foot to the deck.]

What about Joz? And Vista? Did they go with him?

[Oh. She must really look off if the Crows nest was it.]

[When he said he liked her hair better blond, her face flushed, a hand reaching up to smooth it down.] Don't tell me that. [soft protest to the comment, but not the one armed hug. She tilted into him awkwardly, letting him smell her.]

[The noogie made her flail a bit, pushing at his offending hand. Idiot! But he was tapping his foot, asking about the others.]

Yeah, they went with him. Couldn't let him go alone. Namur is here though. Thatch too, I think. [she hadn't ran into Thatch yet... eep]

What's a Thatch?

[her face paled. Right. Right... Crows nest. That was so long ago. Of course he wouldn't know Thatch. He wasn't with them at that point. Hell, SHE wasn't even a son of Whitebeard just yet, if she remembered right. Still fighting against that.]

[Frowning she peeked up at him]

It's a long story, Thatch is. Marco, you got to believe me when I say there was something really weird going on. People got younger, memories and all. So people you might not think you know will know you. Kay? Like me. I'm like... forever old now.

Okay.

[A small laugh and he picks her up onto his shoulders even though SHE IS SO MUCH HEAVIER GOD.]

[Not that he'll say that.] Point me where to go.

Did we pass through Rainbow Mist? I read a book that it fractures time like light. But I thought it was guano, because light is a wave with particles, and time isn't. [Then again, far be it from him to say anything is impossible. He sparkles. What the fuck does he know?] Maybe we're in another dimension. Of time. [HOW COOL WOULD THAT BE?! OH HIS GOSH SO AWESOME. Now he just has to find Pops to share it with him.] Do you know all of the brats? Are they children of Pops' women or chibied crew members?

Edited 2014-05-15 08:28 (UTC)

[And she was picked up and placed in her favorite spot. She curled her arms around his head a moment and leaned in, nuzzling his pineapple hair with a small mmm sound before letting out a huffed sigh.]

[Thank the maker, he's going with it. She'd NEVER believe that shitty story and here he was, find with it. Huff.]

That... could be it. Not sure. It just kind of happened I think. I woke up to some brat crashing though the ship. I think it's just... crew. New crew and such. All... bitty. Chibied. You'll help me and Nam-chan keep an eye on them?

I don't want to.

[BLUNT.]

[siiiiigh and she flopped more on his head now, mumble]

You suck.

[shitty brat, she was never this blunt at that era ~~Lies!~~]

[Eheheheheh.]

[He loves being a pirate.]

Pirate.

You'd think I'd remember you being this much if a dick. Here I remember you being so nice to me, even when I tried to run away. Boy was I wrong.

[she said, tugging his hair a bit.]

Fine. Don't help. See if I care.

[Alkdjslaksjdlaskjdalskjd]

[That won't work!]

[You can't guilt him!]

[He doesn't have a conscience!]

[But he does love Haruta and he doesn't like her being upset.]

[Boooooooo.]

How many are there? [NOT THAT HE IS PROMISING ANYTHING D:<]

[HOW the hell did she make him love her that fast when they picked her up? She might never have known how much he trusted her so early on. Kind of surprising. But... she was smiling now, at his comment.]

[Nuzzling his hair a bit she move to lean forward and kiss the top of his forehead as best she could. She didn't leave kisses for many people.]

Not sure yet. Quite a few though. Some of us are okay still, I think.

[Marco falls hard and with his whole heart. Which is what makes it so painful on him.]

[And awww kisses... he is ALL THE BLUSHES. He might have been willing to pick her up but he's not as used to physical affection at this point, not that he'll let it show much.]

Mmn.

Four ships? All ours or an ally's?

[she knows he does. She's seen him do it. But she never considered herself being one of those people who he fell hard and fast for. She was a sick lil brat as a kid.]

[And too bad. Cus she's going to shower you in affections as long as she knows you.]

All four are our ships. I don't think any of ou ally's ships are around right now. [she's still learning who is allied with them anyhow]

[That's the kind he likes best though!]

I see.

What about Rogers? We were just fighting him... by my time.

Mmm, nope. That was a while ago, Marco-bird. We're not fighting Roger anymore. We've got different fights now.

[Well good, because she will give him what he likes best then, because she's playing with his hair, since shes here, kind of petting his hair back a bit.]

What? That's boring. I wanted to fight Ray-san again. Now I'll have to drink with him instead. Who are we fighting now?

[Aw pets, yaaay.]

[ooc: also check your Logan html]

[yes, pets. be a good bird]

We're fighting the local navy, but... if I told you Ray-san was somewhere around these waters, would that make you feel better?

[ooc: D-don't look at my shame .///. ]

No. Unless I can kick him. Can I kick him?

[Say yes, then he'll feel better.]

Why are we fighting navy?

[ooc: No worries, I mess up all the time :T]

Of course you can kick him. That's the point of me telling you he's around.

[What? You thought she'd say no?]

Apparently they're a bunch of assholes. I don't have the whole story yet.

[ooc: it's near three am anyhow, i blame that. :|]

Yaaaaaay. [So so so so so very deadpan, but he's mentally celebrating. Kicking Ray is fun! Yaaaaay.]

Okay, we'll kick them too.

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