Log 004 [Video]

[toujoursfluer]

[You will see Robin sitting in her bedroom, glancing at the journal. It could seem like it was accidental, as if she was reading something else]

Strange how it seems both quiet and crazy these days, ne?

[Much quieter than she likes. Much quieter than she's used to]

Tell me your stories. Any stories so long as they are true. I want to know what Luceti is like. I want to know who you are. It could be fun.

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[fierybluebird]

Quiet and crazy. Sounds about right.

So this one time, the pineapples that raised me thought it would be cool to teach me how to ski. Of course at the time I couldn't quite get the ski boots over my talons, so they told me to just hold onto the skis and pushed me down the hill.

I made a very nice large snowball.

[Oh, did you want a true story? He's not sorry. That was obviously the truest story he's ever told.]

[toujoursfluer]

You should tell the Judge that. He might enjoy it. [Have a smile]

Is that really how you ski, Bird-chan? Throw yourself headfirst down a hill?

[fierybluebird]

I'll make sure to.

Hey hey, I got better, eh? I can ski just fine now.

Except moguls. Them I don't get.

[toujoursfluer]

Can you really? [It might sound like she doesn't believe you. But she may just be teasing. Which do you think?

She cocks her head to the side at the strange word]

Moguls?

[fierybluebird]

I can actually. [Completely confident, of course.] Though I rather prefer the lodges with the fires and hot springs. Great for reading a book at night.

They purposely make bumps in the snow. Death traps to kill you I assume. [Forever deadpan, and possibly serious.]

[toujoursfluer]

I think I would prefer the lodges and hot springs as well, as long as there was someone to wash my back.

[But before you can dwell to long on that]

And how many times were you killed on them? [Given that he is a phoenix. And the image of him rolling down a hill in fiery panic amuses her somehow]

[fierybluebird]

[You are a terrible woman Nico Robin and you should be ashamed. Or proud. But he's pretty sure she's definitely proud about it. Which is somehow more awful and awesome at the same time.]

Make sure you stay until winter and that can be easily arranged.

[Coughs discreetly.] Only a couple... dozen.
[Honestly, whether he's lying or not is really up to the imagination by now.]

[toujoursfluer]

[She laughs. Whether it's a lie or not doesn't matter, really.]

I think I will, if only to watch you tumble downhill. But, of course you can't die too much. I'll need someone to warm me, after all.

[fierybluebird]

I'll keep my dying to a minimum just so you can never get cold.

[toujoursfluer]

I'll hold you to it. [All the seriousness in her voice]

Can you die? How much of your phoenix aspect is a myth?

[fierybluebird]

I certainly hope so.

[Oh woman. He adores you truly, but that is not something he wants to reveal to anyone right now.] I could die permanently, yes. [By removing his devil fruit. A reason to very very seriously avoid Blackbeard and yet...]

As for separating truth and legend from myth and man, isn't that your job? What fun would it be if I just told you?

[toujoursfluer]

[Clever. And just a touch mysterious. There is a reason she likes you after all.]

Hmm. It will take intensive study. Are you sure you're up for it?

[fierybluebird]

[That gets an actual chuckle out of him.]

Are you?

[Why yes, he did just throw down the gauntlet.]

[toujoursfluer]

Of course. It's what I'm trained for. [She pushes her hair over her shoulder and gives you a long look]

So of course, I'll have to be thorough.

[fierybluebird]

[Whistles to himself a little.]

Do you prefer to start at the top or the bottom?

[toujoursfluer]

[Strangely, she likes that whistle. Even if though it's such a small thing. How curious]

What would be the fun if I told you? You'll just have to wait and see.

[fierybluebird]

[If she ever starts unlocking certain bird whistles he really will be completely helpless to her. Even more than he already is that is.]

I could hazard a guess, but aye, it'll be much more fun to see in action I have no doubt.

[toujoursfluer]

And what would you guess, Bird-chan?

[fierybluebird]

That you go straight to the middle.

[... Yup.]

[toujoursfluer]

Perhaps. Perhaps not. Who can say?

[And she whistles faintly back at him.]

[fierybluebird]

[Just flushes a little without explaining it.]

Ah... who indeed.

[Okay obviously flustered, at least for Marco.]

[toujoursfluer]

Something wrong?

[She's not completely clueless-- Something she said obviously affected him, but that kind of come back--or lack thereof--seems unusual for him]</small.

[fierybluebird]

[Shakes his head mutely, a little flushed still.]

I seem to have forgotten what we were talking about. Which is... unusual for me. I guess I lost my head due to the beautiful company, eh?

[toujoursfluer]

[It is unusual and he's being strangely candid about it. How odd]

Are you sick? [Or hiding something? She's faintly worried.]

[fierybluebird]

What? No. I'm fine.

Ahhh....

[Rubs the back of his neck and whistles something experimentally to her.]