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Log 007 [video/Action]

[The video appears on Robin, looking up at her as she is sitting on her windowsill, despite the chill in the air. The wind stirs in her hair before she speaks]

Living here is hard on everyone it seems. People are changed. People flow in, go home, die and are restored. The Malnosso have us forget one another, betray one another, even forget ourselves and yet we live on broken in our own way.

[She glances down at the journal]

But we are all united here. Wether or not we wish to go home or we call this our home. Whether we love or hate it. We all exist for the same reason. For our friends. To find something better. But whether dark or light, living in silence or in grief only divides us. [She remembers broken nakama too much. It is almost too hard to bear sometimes because there is no reason to be]

There should be a place to talk about this. The fears, the joys, the grief...who we miss. Who we are glad have gone. A place without judgement or worrying whether or not you will cause concern. In order to live. In order to survive we must understand one another and we must not be afraid of the truth--whatever that might be.

[She will stare at the journal more as if contemplating what to say, then kills the feed. Then she leaves the window to make her rounds about town and will ultimately end up in the library. She may seem a bit preoccupied but feel free to approach her, and never mind the cat tail, that will be gone soon enough]

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[He rubs the back of his neck and goes back down to the floor, leans his back against a bookshelf, and grabs a book. Was it the way he worded it? Was he being condescending without meaning to? Even Chun-Li thought he was underestimating her, but at least Chun-Li gave him the credit that he was playing around. Then again, Robin was always quick to go cold. What could he say when he wasn't even completely sure what the problem was? She wanted more information but the information just made her mad? Or was it the way he said it?]

I trust you too, Robin. Or I wouldn't have said what I did. [Sighs.] I trust you to handle dealing with her however you want, and I don't think she even would use seastone. She said she wouldn't on me, and she knows me enough not to use it on someone I care about. [Waves a hand.]

Trust me enough to tell me what it is you dislike? [Glances up at her coyly.]

[She takes his points. And she knows what he was trying to do. She knows what he is saying. Intellectually she understands but she's still so irritated. Especially when he says he trusts her. She knows he does. She doesn't need to be told things like she doesn't understand. But maybe he doesn't understand. And maybe she doesn't either.]

I don't know. [It's probably an unsatisfying answer but it's the truth] It's not instinct. I just don't know.

[She's not looking at him at all while she speaks because she feels embarrassed somehow. Weak. To be this worked up over--something so insignificant]

Perhaps it was surprise. Perhaps because who she works for. [Those are paltry excuses and there is more too it than that. It isn't just that woman but it's everything it seems. Digging at her until she just wants to say something she'll regret to release the tension. But she won't. She has more control then that. She shakes her head and takes a deep breath]

Forget it, ne? It's not important.

[He closes his eyes. He's spoiled isn't he? Getting along so easily with those she likes, but she's more particular than him. More guarded. And even those she works with, she's not used to trusting, not used to liking. Just like how she was ready to kill Crocodile. Trust... is there a harder word for someone like her? He doubts it.]

It's important.

You don't have to like someone just because I do. That would be... impossible. I didn't always like everyone my Pops loved. [He suppresses a small surge of emotion at just remembering how he felt about Squardo. He wasn't trying to be distrustful when Squardo was out of place, but it was also his job to notice things like that.]

You protect your nakama by knowing about dangers. With a captain like Luffy or my Pops, it's our job to be careful, or how else can we protect our crews, eh? I get that.

But she works for herself. Not for justice, just to bring down an enemy organization that wants to do to her world what the world government does to ours. I don't trust cops either, but she's Chun Li first, and she doesn't follow any laws. You don't have to trust her, you don't have to like her, and I won't tell her anything else about you, but you should know that she's not a threat to us for being pirates, and she doesn't have any bosses to answer to for it. Any marine here would have to deal with bosses if they came, she wouldn't have to care. Understood? [Bird-like head tilt.]

[Understood. She smiles faintly and feels like she's being lectured somehow by a superior officer. She's never really felt his position as a Whitbeard Commander until now. Ultimately, though, he is defending his friend. Explaining her. How she is. Why she is. Defending her honor as his nakama.]

Understood, sir. [She's mocking him but gently and still doesn't face him, instead running her fingertips along the shelf]

She seems a very honorable woman...and she likes you very much.

[This conversation is getting to her, though. Everything feels as if it's pressing down and she wants to go home... Home where they are still missing Nami while she can't. She closes her eyes briefly]

I need time, Marco. [Always time. To process. To reorganize. She can't know how she feels about anything like this]

[He freezes. And by the time he moves, it's just to tuck his legs a little closer to his chest.]

Time from me?

[The words are out before he wants them to be. After their last fight he was scared, terrified of doing it all over again. Fuck, just once he wishes he could say the right thing with the right timing.]

What?

[She turns and raises her eyebrows to see him sitting in the chair like a child who is afraid the ax is going to fall.

That wasn't what she'd meant but now that he said it she wondered if it would be a good idea. Time to think. To process.

But that isn't fair because she is already committed, isn't she? And it is not him who is giving her the problem.]

Don't worry, Marcchan. [she moves over to him and leans down to plant a kiss on the top of his head, resting there a moment in those bizarre yellow fronds.]

Not from you but...I'm afraid... I'm going to be ...strange. It's hard to be open. It will be hard for you if I am because I don't... I don't always know how to deal with things without pulling away.

[Her face is red and she's glad he can't see her. The truth is hard. Ahh, she knows it better than anyone. Some secrets are easier to keep. But he has given her so much so she will do her best to give something back. As little enough as that is]

[He relaxes instantly at that, moves his legs back down and tugs her a little closer with a hug around her waist. He leans his head against her stomach, and just holds her close, for the reassurance she was physically there. After so long apart from the Malnosso he wasn't sure he could take trying not to talk to her or see her for a few days again.]

No, that's all right, eh? You're dealing with a lot more than just trying to figure out how to handle new people and whether they're threats or new worlds and...

[He laughs softly and grins up at her.] Have I ever told you that you're the most brilliant woman I've ever met? [Because he's certainly told just about everyone else. He grabs her hand and lightly kisses the top before she can stop him.] I really admire that, eh. [A deep breath to calm himself down and he nods.] Take your time. And if I can help you, I will.

[She likes the feel of his arms creeping up around her and the warmth of his head. It feels nice there. Like it belongs somehow. She blushes again at the compliment and wishes she could stop because it's unusual and it's making her feel off center. How can she respond to that kind of compliment?

She strokes his hair as he takes a deep breath. He must have been really worried. Poor Marcchan. To be so attached.

He is so foolish. She lightly curls her fingers over the ridge of his ear.]

Thank you.

Honestly I think part of the reason why I didn't like her was...because I was a cat.

[And suddenly it seems funny. Too funny. Though in that sharp relieving way]

And cats...don't like anyone. [her words are broken up with hints of laughter and then she can't hold it back and buries her face in a hand, laughing weakly at that stupid little joke. It hurts but it feels good, too]

[Marco laughs at that too. It's so adorable, that all he feels is another surge of affection and the ever present desire to protect her a little.]

You liked me and Sabo~

[Teasing, but he'll accept that as a valid reason. He rises and moves her hands away into his own and gently kisses her lips.]

And as you reminded me, you're not a cat anymore, eh~? [He smirks evilly and very lightly moves to pet her tail.] Well, not mostly.

[She has nothing to say to that. It's all just a joke. A tease. Even if he doesn't know or understand he can accept it for now and that's all that matters. Still she can't quite meet his eyes. But when he pets her tail it sends another little jolt through her and surprises a small laugh out of her before she wraps her arms around him and buries her face against his neck.

It's warm.

He's warm.

And she just wants to stand there for a minute and lean on him. To know that he's still there despite everything. Still she admits softly]

Sabo is cute, and you're like a virus.

[Easily caught, hard to get rid of. Hard to even want to]

[That just elicits more amused happy chuckles from the pirate.]

Hopefully infectious with... [He pauses. He can't come up with a good one for himself. Enthusiasm isn't really his style. Laughter and cheer weren't even his fortes. Laid-back-ness? What's even a word for that?] witticisms. [Hah. Just try and argue that one.]

Sabo is adorable. You're lucky I'm so in love you or I wouldn't share. He's my baby treasure. [Sadly, he's kind of serious about that. Luffy doesn't want to be a hero because he'd have to share/sacrifice his meat, Zoro doesn't want to share/sacrifice his booze, and Marco? Marco wants to be selfish about his brothers.]

Definitely not your witticisms.

[She leans back and smirks at him, rubbing their noses together briefly]

And if you didn't share Sabo I would steal him anyway. After all you can't expect treasure like that to remain unchallenged.

[He smirks right back and returns the nuzzle lightly. ~~God they must just sicken anyone observing/spying on them.~~]

Infectious with love of nakama? Since it seems to be spreading.

Don't you know, if you love something, set it free. If it returns, it's yours forever.

And it's no good trying to steal him with books, I already thought of that and took countermeasures. [Countermeasures of preemptively stealing him with books, okay.]

If you love someone they must be free. [Otherwise it's possession. But nevermind. It is in a good place now and she doesn't want to clutter things up with philosophy or letting things go. ~~she's had to do that often enough already~~]

Nothing so complicated as that, Marcchan. I would just pick him up and take him. But don't worry. [She tugs at a strand of his hair] I'd let you come visit.

Oh believe me, my family is very big on that. [Ahahahahahaha Ace. :|]

You might find yourself dealing with an angry wildfire in addition to a jealous phoenix in that case. Sabo was Ace's first friend. For a long time his only friend. [Small wry grin. He always worries how Sabo handles it. Ace is twice as old, and while Marco wouldn't bat an eyelash at one of his brothers suddenly being twice as old, even Marco knows he's not normal in that regard.] That's what the S in his name tattoo stands for.

[He switches back to a devious smirk though.] Guess you'll just have to accept the added excuse to come visit more often. At least if you get along well with him I'll have more excuse to make you stay for breakfast. [That and he's banking on a hope that he can either lie to Ace and claim Robin just stopped by early, or that Ace will sleep in, being narcoleptic and all that.]

[Oh, yes. Ace. Someone else to think about. It's been strange ever since she arrived again...and that bonfire night... She trusts Marco to know how to look after his nakama but out of anyone Ace will be the one to change things.

Still she can't help but be envious at how much pull they have over each other... Then again...maybe it's because she herself is not enough...]

Perhaps. We'll have to see. [She tries to answer his smirk with a small smile. Though it would probably be better to avoid his house for the moment. It will make things less complicated and...

...she needs less complicated]

I'm tired, Bird-chan. [She isn't but she is, so tired.]

Walk me home?

[He grins softly and leans in close to whisper seductively in her ear and take one her of her hands in his own and give it a small soft squeeze.]

It'd be my pleasure.

[Part of him wants to offer his thoughts. That if they were all in this together, maybe it wouldn't hurt to ask Ace and Sabo if they'd like to move in with Luffy. After all, he really doesn't want to be the reason the crews are separate of all things, but it's a discussion to save for a later time. He doesn't want to ruin the mood with Robin, and if he is going to ask the boys about it, it might as well be on the camping trip.]

[She is too tired for seduction now. For all that Marco is good at it. But she's content with holding his hand. Such a simple action but so much. She moves closer to him as they leave and the cold wind stirs in her hair.

Going home...

How sad that she's not looking forward to it. No wonder Nami lives...

lived...

will probably live again outside of the house.

It hurts too much sometimes.

But speaking of hurt.]

Lupin-san and I are starting a Spirit Society. [She glances at him]

Will you help?

[He pauses. He was just telling Chun Li how much Lupin irritated him, but far be it from him to refuse a request from Robin.]

Of course. But Lupin? You know that guy? [For all his deadpan, some of his dislike gives itself away in any case.]

You know him? [She sounds amused at this]

I don't. Not well. I know not to trust him. Though Trap-san seems fond of him.

In any case [She shrugs] we can't succeed without volunteers or...without getting along with those we would rather not, ne?

[She thinks about this for a moment]

Except for Smo-yan.

[Since she can perhaps forgive police not from her world but not him.]

I know he's an idiot, but if you want to handle him, I'll follow your lead.

How'd you meet him?

[Swings her hand little like a playful schoolboy. Manliest pirate forever.]

Edited 2012-11-14 19:43 (UTC)

Is he? I'm not surprised. [Most thieves and pirates are--which is why they are stupid enough--and brave enough--to risk their lives for the sake of freedom]

At one of Trap-san's parties. [And then adds for clarification] Fujiko-san.

[As for 'handling' him...she's not entirely sure what that entails but...]

Anyway, it's worth a try, ne?

[Though she sounds confident enough, it's almost a question. And if Lupin proves that untrustworthy then...well perhaps the idea had little merit to begin with]

[Sort of a blank stare as Marco realizes he doesn't know who Robin knows as well as he thought, but all right then.]

Aye. He threatened Pops' flag once... when I first put it up... but he hasn't touched it so...

[A shrug and he's back to swinging that hand.] You're in charge of keeping my temper in check, eh. I'll trust you.

Did you get any other interested parties?

[She wonders at the stare but is distracted by what he says. If she had known that... ]

If he does something that incredibly stupid I don't think I'll be able to keep your temper in check. [A beat] Or want to.

But no other interested parties as of yet. It's newly created after all.

[Small grin at her words and he brings the hand up to kiss the top of it again.]

Hopefully he'll have reason enough to play nice. And if I have to enforce my thoughts... I will. [He rolls his shoulders in a shrug and brushes her hair back behind an ear.] Don't worry Robin, a start is still a start, eh. Pops and I just started with the two of us and look how quickly that grew. I think it's a good idea, just give it time for other people to see how well it works.

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