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[She wakes up in the middle of the forest. It is hard to tell what time of day it is but things seem to be more alive. Everything is moving. It is then she realizes she is somewhat...changed.]

[Well then, this is interesting. She tries to speak, but only comes out with a faint meow. How frustrating. Finding her journal she flips it open with a swipe of a paw, and sees that the writing function has been disabled. Of course it has. But you may, if you are fortunate, see a black cat staring down at you until she flips the book back shut, picks it up in her mouth and trots villagward.]

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[Of course she is. But if only she could speak. If only Chopper were here but he isn't. So she will just have to be resourceful... Ah! She bumps her head under his chin and then squirms out of his grip to hop lightly to the ground and carefully trace out in the dirt]

Was I gone long?

[Small nod.] A month. It's the day before Halloween, eh.

Do you want to borrow a book and pen for around the village?

[A month? It had felt like less than that. It had felt like more. So much can happen in a month and she wonders if her crew are still there. She wants to ask but he distracts her with the question. She is about to nod but then looks at her paw. She is not sure she'll be able to manipulate a pen, however, she unsheathes one claw experimentally]

ink?

Edited 2012-10-31 04:33 (UTC)

[Holds up a finger and dives into a little small messenger bag ~~he is so straight you don't even know~~ and pulls out a bottle of ink.] I might need to get a better saucer for it or something eh.

[Actually, Marco was going to tell her about the crew before, because well, he knows her. He knows himself. The first thing that is a priority upon returning? Nakama. Always.]

Brook from your crew is here now, I don't know if you saw that before you were taken. Zoro... [What is supposed to say? They were on a draft and Zoro died?] Zoro, Nami, Ace, Sanji, and Vivi were on a draft. Luffy's around, Nami is at her grove and was this morning when I was checking on your lavender garden. Ace is back too.

[She is mildly amused that he has ink with him though that quickly fades when she realizes she will have to carry around a saucer as well. Ink and saucer and paper. She supposes she can manage but it will not be particularly easy.

And then the hesitation with Zoro. Her heart sinks]

Zoro?

I wasn't there, but Ace said he died. I know that means, he'll come back here before you know it, but still... sorry Robin.

Anything I can do? Want to go see Nami?

Ace already broke the news to Luffy. And also about Moro. Sanji and Vivi are still fighting I think.

[Dead. Of course she suspected as much and even as she knows he'll be back, fur tightens along her back until she is almost bristling. But... perhaps it can't be helped. She shakes her head at his offer. She'll go see her in her own time and alone would be best.

She dips her head and tucks her tail around her feet again. Return or no return, he will have suffered and pain is pain whether or not you choose to acknowledge it.]

Thank you

[For telling me. For not keeping it]

Mmn. [Opens his arm to give her a hug again, but only if she wants to take it.]

You've always told me the truth too, eh? [Even about hard things like Blackbeard taking over most of his islands. C'est la vie. Life is hard, so he keeps telling Ace, even while telling him to live it.]

Any mind-scarring trauma the Malnosso tried to induce outside of this?

[It is too difficult to explain really and some things are best left hidden. Marco doesn't need to know everything and he already does know that no time with the Malnosso is ever pleasant. She jumps to his leg, but then to his shoulder where she can make her own peace by grooming his hair. It is just the kind of affection he'll have to live with for a while]

[Blinks at first and then just laughs and hugs her back, happily petting gently down her spine.]

I missed you too, love.

It's been a pretty terrible month for everyone, seems like. [Tickles gently under her chin.] But being together makes it a little better, eh?

[She is fortunate that cats don't have expressions as such. She likes the feel of his hand and his voice vibrating through her paws. He sounds so much different. So much more nuanced. And it is a little better, but only a little, since this is certainly disappointing. As it is she can barely communicate, let alone fulfill the role in any kind of relationship.

And what if they keep her this way for months? Or years? It is unusual, but possible. The Malnosso are not exactly known for their compassion. She knows she will bear with it because she is a Mugiwara. But bearing with it does not mean that things won't change. As it is, she purrs lightly, and nips the top of his ear in light affection]

[Flushes a little and grins happily, petting and nuzzling Robin more. She can worry all she wants about being trapped like this, because as far as Marco's concerned, she's back and that is more than enough to make him happy. Well that, and she's being affectionate and -- oh his gosh purring HOW CUTE! -- really, he is actually pretty happy just to say hello to her again. Well, Marco's easy to please at least. Any sign of affection and he's practically yours for life.]

I have to show you the origami pineapples Sabo made me too for my birthday. I scared the hell out of him about it, but that was half of the fun. [Nuzzles!]

[Scared the hell out of him? She cocks her head and wants to ask but of course it comes out as a tiny meow. She thinks for a bit, then traces a question mark on his cheek lightly with a claw, wondering if he will be sensitive enough to guess it]

[Nearly jumps, yes, he's highly sensitive. Fortunately aside from her slightly shaving his cheek a little, he trusts her not to scratch him for no reason.]

Oh, ah... Which part? Sabo and the pineapples? [Evil plotting face: get.] He strung them all up around the apartment so I kept making him nervous for fifteen minutes talking about other things until he tried to escape. Then I hung him upside down by an ankle and tickled him. It was fun!

[He is the best big brother okay.]

Edited 2012-10-31 06:22 (UTC)

[He is evil. It's quite enjoyable. She butts his cheek with her head in a approval and slides her head under his neck, getting just under his chin with a cold nose. Then she jumps down, landing lightly and begins to nose through the bag he has at his side, curious as to what's in there.]

[Shivers a little in pure bliss at the affection, cat or not, she's fluffy and soft and he's not giving her back ever.]

[And she will find, some fruit, a carefully wrapped (in plastic no less) copy of Alice in Wonderland -- his birthday present from Vivi, but with the ghosts pulling pranks, he didn't want it to get messy if they dumped shaving cream in there, a blue notebook, a ballpoint pen, and a quill. He's also got this in there, since he has decided not to be without it ever since Norma got kidnapped.]

[Peers over at her in amusement.] I might need a bigger bag if you're looking for for a carrier, eh? [Totally straight. Totally.]

[Interesting. Very interesting. Everything is so much more interesting than it was before for some reason. There are all these smells and sights. Though mostly it smells like Marco. A kind of citrusy scent with something else added to it. She wants to purr to it. Something tingles along her back and she sees a ghost floating closer. It doesn't seem to notice her and she slips into Marco's bag, fitting herself in that tight place and peering at it through a little gap. She wonders what ghosts taste like.

It doesn't seem to be interested though. It's very difficult to sneak attack from so far away. Then she has an idea. It takes some thinking and she vocalizes a few times, trying to get the sound just right and then lets out the little melody that Marco had taught her once. The one that meant "come closer". It sounds completely different as a cat of course, but maybe he will understand. Maybe he will know what she means...]

[That absolutely causes a shiver down his spine. First off because as a tweet, he'd certainly obey, and from Robin, he'd obey in any language. Coming from a cat though, he genuinely worries about teaching birds' predators ways to eat birds, which well, certainly wasn't his goal. Ah well, hopefully Luceti's birds have enough sense to avoid cats no matter whether or not Marco cannot. He gets off the chair and bends closer with a small grin.]

Hm?

[~~Well there is only one (live) bird Robin is interested in nibbling on in any case.~~ She sticks a paw out and beckons at the ghost as if asking it to come closer, then looks up at Marco and does it again]

[Gives her another thoroughly amused look and glances at the ghost, finally helping her whistle to lure the ghost closer.]

[He really has no idea what her plan is, but he's expecting something spectacular.]

[Nothing so spectacular so much as the loudest feline shriek she can muster as the ghost passes close enough and bolting from the bag, a black streak, seeing the ghost almost start as she passes through it. It's cold. Very cold. Freezing cold. Robin lands, skidding a few feet before tearing back toward Marco and climbing up under the back of his shirt where it is warm.]

Regardless of the icelets collected on her fur, her heart is hammering in her throat. That...that was fun]

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Not the wings, not the wings, Robin--! [Voice raises into a higher octave, a little worried about those Luceti wings and and he carefully moves her into her arms, switching one to a phoenix wing for added warmth.] There there. [Pets soothingly.] I guess now we know, eh? No touching ghosts. [Gently kisses her nose to try to make her feel better. Even if he seriously wants to make a joke about curiosity killed the cat. Actually... yeah he will since Robin is probably thinking it and can't voice it.] I wonder if this is why they say, "Curiosity killed the cat?"

[Warm. Warm and glowing and comforting in its familiarity even though it's different. She does appreciate the joke, however, which is why she's purring when she bites his nose]

[Laughs and nuzzles affectionately, crooning slightly and goes back to his seat.] I really missed you, eh. I discovered I only have a patience for gardening books in the field itself, and usually only when you're with me. [Sticks his tongue out teasingly and plays a finger all over her head and ears and under her chin.]

And I kept your crane with Sabo's pineapples. My room has a very bizarre decor now, but I'm sure that's to be expected. [Pets and then plays his finger out away from her face before zooming it in closer as though to tap her nose.] Ah... and Shanks went home. Which was fast, but at least Ace got to share a few drinks and conversations with him, eh?

[Oh the garden. She hadn't considered that. Though it is hard to consider when Marco's fingers are everywhere. She purrs and kneads lightly, careful not to use her claws. The crane is why she is silent now. She remembers. Communication for communication. Quid pro quo. But she doesn't regret it. Not a single moment. She is not sure what to think about Shanks except that Luffy may be upset but perhaps not greatly. It isn't as if he won't see Shanks again some day, but Ace remains unfortunate. At least Marco remains.

She captures his fingers between two paws and bites his knuckles lightly. Perhaps it is because she is a cat now. Perhaps because it's easier to approach things when looking at it from a different perspective. Perhaps she has a faint feeling she might not get another chance, but after a few test vocalizations she manages something close to 'that impresses me'. It's not quite right and she focuses on his fingers rather than his face, her tailtip twitching anxiously]

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