Sending a Message

[fierybluebird]

Who: Spades & anyone who hops over
Where: The quickly ruining ashes of what once was a naval base + at sea with the Spades, Luffy, and anyone coming back with Logan and Rogue // AKA: THE SUN, THE MOON, AND THE STARS!
What: Coldly angry Marco lets all the navy men go free and makes sure they have enough supplies to sail with, but makes it clear he's burning the base down into the shape of a spade "to send a message"
Warnings: UH VIOLENCE? JUSTICE LECTURES? At least he's not feeling too bloody and murderous, but maybe that's worse, oops.
Status: Open!



See also this post and remember that Marco's usual reasons for holding in check (ie: Thatch, Nico Robin, Namur, Roxas) are gone or, in Marco's opinion more reasons to cut loose. Feel free to smack him upside the head, he won't retaliate.

Comments

[tactilelearner]

[Rogue arches an eyebrow and shakes her head.]

Look.

Me? I learned how t' hunt. Actually hunt.

Good ol' boy in Mississippi style huntin'.

[crackpotcrocker]

Define 'actual hunting' [Crocker finger quotes during those words.]

After all I hunt - FAIRIES! [There's that body twitch again.]

Oh? [The man's eyes seem to narrow behind his glasses.] So you're also from an Earth.

Can't say I've ever been to Mississippi.

[tactilelearner]

...Hunt fairies, huh?

[...Fairies. Mutants. That's too close in her mind. She's seen mutants that fly and do things that could be considered magic.]

The huntin' I'm talking about is me takin' down a ten-point buck.

[crackpotcrocker]

Yes - fairies! [Crocker eyes her and he wonders if she knows what those are exactly.]

Ten- point buck?.. Do you mean deer?!

No, can't say I've done that kind of hunting. Why do you ask?

[tactilelearner]

'M just wonderin' if you're any good at actually shootin'. Y'know, the non-accidental kind.

[And judging. She might be judging, too.]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel picks up the rifle and aims carefully at the cork on the side of the barrel with the booze in it. Which pops off because of the bullet.]

Answer your question?

[The man states rather harshly. Crocker can aim well if he maintains his sanity enough.]

[tactilelearner]

Y' almost put a bullet in me, I'm allowed t' wonder.

[She crosses her arms in front of her, head cocked. Perfect "teenager attitude" pose, and she doesn't care in the slightest.]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel watches the booze bubble out of the barrel and presses his glasses onto his face and gives Rouge a nervous laugh.]

SORRY!

Suppose I should had asked first before putting my finger on the trigger.

[tactilelearner]

First thing Mr. Davies taught me 'bout handlin' a gun--

Never put your finger on the trigger 'less y' wanna fire.

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel continues to laugh nervously and twiddle his fingers slightly on the side of the rifle.]

Mr. Davies?

And - I thought you where invading the ship?

[The man didn't recognize her and well jumped to conclusions.]

[tactilelearner]

Caldicott County Sheriff. Where I'm from.

[She shrugged her shoulders, watching him.]

An' y' might wanna check next time. Don' think Logan'd like you too much if y' shot me. [Namedropping because if the guy's got brains, he'll be wary of Logan? Maybe. Okay, yes. Definitely yes.]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Crocker nods in agreement. That just may be a good idea!]


You don't have to tell him this, right? [Right?!]

[tactilelearner]

[Oh, that's a nice reaction. She doesn't smirk at all, no.]

Nah. I won' tell 'im.

[crackpotcrocker]

THANK YOU!

[How does he even body twitch like that?]