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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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[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]

[His eyebrows twitch in amusement. Of the two of them, Marco has always actually been the more talkative, while he loves listening more than talking, Robin does tend to make him work for it even as a human. So this doesn't seem too strange to him, but that sound makes him want to laugh. He's not sure if she was trying to say she was unimpressed, or that he actually managed to impress her after all. He leans forward and impishly kisses her nose again; cat be damned, he's a pirate, he does what he wants.]

[He's quickly back to playing with her with his fingers however, and holds the fingers up higher to try to get her to roll on her back and he grabs the quill out of his bag to play with her more.] Mah, it's all right. I think Luffy's handling it well... but I'm not sure. Ace was shook up about telling him... [Pauses. He can tell Robin, right? He promised himself not to lie to her so he should at least try to be honest...] but ah Ace and I have been fighting a lot this month. [Holds up three fingers.] Three times. I've never fought with Ace this much... and believe me, we fight a lot.

I think it's okay now. Just a lot of stress, eh? [Twiddles the feather around, threatening to brush her nose and whiskers with it.] And don't think you've escaped gardening duties just because you're a cat now. You will still have to find a way to tell me how to preserve everything before winter sets in, and come sit with me and make me do it. I'm a pirate, I'm much too prone to be lazy about such things, eh?

{She wrinkles her nose as he kisses it and laconically bats at his fingers but not when they are out of her reach, switching to licking the curl of her paw instead as she listens to him, stopping as he tells her that they've fought. A lot. She looks up into his face, though of course Marco's expression doesn't change. It is his tone that does. His words. Subtle shifts she's learn to decipher. It upsets him. Fighting is hard, though she's never done it. Not really. Though she's heard the story of Usopp's fight with Luffy and seen the lingering tensions afterwards, mostly in Usopp rather than Luffy. Sometimes in the others. Passing glances. A sense that something changed. But in the end, the rhythm returned, different but not in a bad way, just in a different way.

So it would be with them. Nakama are nakama.]

[She sneezes as the quill tickles her nose and chooses to ignore it completely, shifting to rest her chin against his arm instead. She has so much to do to preserve her garden. She will have to read some things at the library, though Marco will help, of course and she pokes a claw at him at the lazy line, just for fun. and then draws words, slowly against his skin]

lazy doesn't impress me

[He drops the feather beside her as she leans against his arm and just takes a calming breath and pets her head. For a long time he was still so mad at Ace, even when things were good with them. But a lot of it; almost all of it, was just so much tensions. Things from before Blackbeard, Ace leaving, the entire ordeal with Marineford, Ace's death, Luceti, and just... all of Luceti. Yeah, that really had been the final straw and trigger hadn't it? Marco gently strokes his hand over her ears and whistles something softly about being an idiot.] I'll try harder.

[He's still fairly deadpan, but the amusement's back in spades, his words once again referring to the topic at hand; working on the garden, and even for himself with regards to dealing with his brothers.]

I told him so long as we're together, it doesn't matter what hardships we face. Because we'll do it together, eh? Agreed, kitten-chan? [Tickles gently under her chin again and leans down so she can adequately express a yes or no should she so desire.]

[Kitten-chan?]

[You know your boyfriend is whipped when...]

[You can scare him into this kind of submission.]

[With one look. As a cat.]

I didn't mean it!

Robin, Robin, Robin, love. [Tweets her name and maybe hides a little, pulling back and sliding down behind the table.]

Please don't bite me.

[Marcchan. Like a little birdling. It's dangerous to be when one is a cat. Robin stretches luxuriously and regards him a long moment before leaning forward and licking his nose.]

[Blinks... and tries to affectionately tickle her in revenge.]

Love you.

[He's still gonna tickle you though. Or at least go back to playing with the feather. If it's a bird you want, it's a bird you get.]

And we have to go skiing this winter. You and me.

I also promised to take Ace camping sometime when he can borrow Luffy, but I don't know when. Hopefully before it snows, eh?

[Camping in the snow could be fun. They could use Firefist-san for warmth. She wants to say it. She wants to tease him with it. But she can't speak and she doesn't want to jump down. She bats the quill down with quick precision and puts a paw on the ink bottle which she can't open herself. She possibly could with her teeth but that would be unpleasant and Marcchan is right there.]

[Cheerfully opens it for her, and while he doesn't have a saucer, he uses the jar lid for now, making sure she has a decent amount of ink and paper to write on it with.]

Have at.

[She nudges the lid into place and takes the paper so she can write without him being able to read every word. She extends a single claw and dips it into the ink and begins to write. It takes her a bit and she's a little frustrated by the inelegant writing, but hard times call for hard measures.]

[she wipes the excess ink off on a spare sheet of paper before showing him]

~~If it does snow~~ It is possible I will still be a cat. Don't let that ruin your fun, ne? But if I am not a cat, perhaps we can curl around Firefist-san for warmth.

[Laughs and kisses her nose.] Fair enough. We'll drag Ace skiing with us too. He makes a handy campfire. Actually, want to know a secret?

[Eyes twinkling with mischief.]

[Of course she does. She nods faintly, curls her tail around her feet and waits, ears perked forward]

I've already got my next prank on him planned. This time well enough in advance because he hasn't made his move yet. I'm thinking we turn him into a barbecue. Lay him out like a brick oven, tell him it's a new spa treatment and then cook a billion things over him.

The only problem is I think I'll need Sanji's help and Ace apparently told him about you and I dating. Which was apparently really extreme. Oh. [Sort of a half-thought flickers across his face, and he goes back to petting Robin to keep calm.] And Ace is really insistent that I tell Luffy about us. Which is ah... fair. I mean since he accidentally told Sanji I guess he's worried about blurting it out to Luffy now. [Grins in spite of himself. Awwww. Ace is so cute. Best idiot little bother forever.]

[She allows him to pet her, shifting the ink and paper closer so that she can write. It's amusing but she can't laugh. Even internally. Laughter is not part of cat physiology it seems.]

That sounds like a delicious prank, though, if you aren't careful we might be having barbecued phoenix. Don't worry. I'm sure Luffy will find you quite enjoyable. I do.

[Flushes slightly and waves a hand.] I can handle Ace no matter how steamed he gets.

[Leans down and rests his head against hers, however. More brushing it and just leaning in for the feel of the comfort than anything else.] If you're sure. I just don't want to mess up, eh? He's important.

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