fiery violent pirate babies

[hiken]

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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[kingkilvas]

[Before Marco speaks, Naesala watches him with one eyebrow raised and a look that may read "bored" but really means "please gods, let him be one of the ones aged down in body only".

Then he speaks, and Naesala has to hold back a deep sigh.]

I have legs too, you know.

[fierypineapplebird]

[Arm fold.]

Adding to the conundrum.

It is like you broke all the laws of biology about zoans. I want to learn as well, please.

And maybe get earrings.

[Because they are so damn cool. And apparently phoenixes just copy things they like and hope the people they are copying understand it for the compliment it is, oops.]

[kingkilvas]

[....This younger Marco seems so polite. He'll just go along with it.]

It might be because I'm no zoan. Unfortunately, I doubt I can teach you if we're not of the same kind.

[He chuckles a little, though.] The earrings I'd be able to help you with better than limb placement.

[fierypineapplebird]

[Super head tilt.]

[How is he not a zoan?]

[What is he?]

[How does that work?]

[Is asking such a thing impolite.]

Don't count on it, yoi. I've gotten piercings before, but the minute I take them out they close up.

[kingkilvas]

[Naesala sees the confusion, and only smiles without explanation. Marco can ask if he really wants to.]

I see. Fast healing rate, for a bird.

Perhaps I really can't help you with anything, then. Unless you'd like to pierce them every day.

[this was kind of amusing him, aside from the horrific implications of the curse]

[fierypineapplebird]

I've done it before, but it usually freaks everyone out to see the blood, and otherwise it's too much a pain to clean, salt, and water the area enough.

Or to do it in ocean.

[Dramatic sigh.]

The sacrifices for fashion....

[kingkilvas]

[snort]

If your comrades can't handle a little of your blood, I believe they're in the wrong business.

[shrugs his wings] But suit yourself. Such hardships, indeed.

[fierypineapplebird]

Some can, some can't.

Can we try one for now?

[kingkilvas]

Eh. Sure, why not. If you've got the jewelry.

[It's not like he really has anything on hand to do it with, either.]

Any reason you're particularly adamant about this; to a stranger no less?

[fierypineapplebird]

Haruta said --

I mean, Haruta said I trust everyone on these ships and she'll keep an eye out for spies. She also said that some are future brothers, and I haven't had any other bird brothers yet.

[kingkilvas]

I see. I'd say she's right.

Though I am sorry I can't be of better use in that department. I'd love to help you with your wing dilemma.

[He really would, too. Still sees Marco having to choose arms or wings and never both as a damn shame.]

[fierypineapplebird]

[A shrug.] I can already do more than others, I just want it all.

[kingkilvas]

Including extraordinary limb control and ear jewelry? My, aren't we ambitious.