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Log 009 [Video/Action]

[On Day One, Robin will open the journal and look faintly bemused... ~~Though she's been waiting for the distraction.~~]

Well then, this is interesting. There seems to be Alabasta outside my window. [~~how familiar~~]

I hear pyramids are often rigged with death traps, curses and murder. [An open invitation to go exploring with her]

Days 1-2

[Either by going into a pyramid or falling through an unseen pit of sand, you will find Robin in the tombs, investigating hieroglyphs, treasures or mutilated mummies.]

Day 3

[Robin will be on a ~~not really~~ tame Mammoth, exploring the chilly countryside and might offer rides to weary passersby or, then again, might ignore them completely]

Days 4-5

[Robin will be relaxing in the Shogunate, you may find her reading under a cherry tree, dressed in the local wear though she does have an eye (or several) open in case of ninja]

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[Robin. Robin, please.]

[Marco gets even more jumpy when she grabs his tail and nearly falls off, just stifles it all with a squeaking chirp. He uses that tail for direction sense. You ever grab an animal's tail? Although this is what he gets for flashing it.]

♫ Your love lifted me higher,
Than I've ever been lifted before.
So keep it up, quench my desire,
And I'll be at your side forever more.

[Song is courtesy of Brook and Jackie Wilson.]

[That song sounds utterly ridiculous and not one she's heard before. Still it has a certain charm and the snakes are dancing to it, turning around and around in snakey pleasure until, at the end of the song, they fall in something like sleep. Perfect. She gives his tail another little stroke, combing her fingers through the individual fronds before tucking him under her arm and dropping lightly to the floor.

Then she moves down the short steps into the well which must have been a pool or a bath of some sort, though the water has long since evaporated and moves the snake away gently with blossomed hands as she peers at the writing on the bottom of the well]

It's a poem, I think. Or some sort of lament.

So that no one gets left behind,
Or lost upon that distant shore
We light the way, make fate unwind.
But we find our lovers...

[She pushes her hair from her face]

Nevermore.

[If being carried like a chicken fazes Marco, he doesn't show it.]

I'm not sure I understand that one. Only one person can go through?

[Of course not ~~since he's not a chicken but a handbag~~ Still she thinks about the answer for a moment]

I think it's a warning. To go back... Light the way could mean that phosphorescent moss. Unwind time... go back the way we came. If we go on it could be certain death. The lovers were never found...

[But there is a wanderlust in her voice. What were they hiding there in the dark]

[Laughs.]

Oh, is that all?

Let's go on then. I'll keep you safe. And so long as I'm with you, I think we've already found each other, eh?

I'll keep you safe too, ne?

[But it's not about safe or not. It's about the darkness and what it holds]

Will you walk, Bird-chan, or shall I continue to carry you like a chicken?

Aye.

Which do you prefer? Or I could give you the ride now, eh?

I think it's a little too close to fly in here. But walk with me? After all, if we're the lovers we should go forward like lovers, don't you think?

[Switches back to human and grabs her hand with an impish grin. He keeps his arms lit up just in case though.]

As you wish, eh?

Of course. [she takes it as her due now. You're in very deep, Marco. You may never get out.

That in mind, she squeezes your hand and leads you into the dark which is just as well because the snakes are stirring again. ]

The suit looks good on you. Where did you steal it from?

[As they go down a narrowing hall, hands ghost from the walls, testing curious dents in the floor and wall. Searching for traps or secret rooms]

Thank you~ [Struts a little, showing off of course.]

The city area, over by the shops. I'm sure they won't miss it.

It looks much better on you. You should make sure to wear it more often.

[Mostly so she could take it off but nevermind. A hand in the distance presses down on a floor tile and she hears a faint click. She quickly slips against the wall, pulling Marco with her and pressing an arm over his chest to keep him back as four poison tipped iron spears blast past them, ruffling her hair]

How unimaginative.

You think so-?

[He's distracted with trying to be suave, so it's definitely a good thing that Robin grabbed him.]

[Because he squeaks out a startled chirp as the spears go by. And flushes bright red. Yeah, better start paying attention.]

[He clears his throat with a cough and switches a foot into phoenix talons to check for traps on the floor, using the light from his arm to look at the walls.]

Anymore up ahead?

Oh many more. This is a tomb. You put your life in your hands to explore it. And the most fatal traps are the ones we won't see coming.

[She smiles and lightly traces the back of her fingers down his cheek]

Fun, isn't it?

[And she'll take his hand again and continue on]

Thrilling.

[Mostly he's just amused with how much Robin's enjoying herself. It's good to see her in a happy mood again.]

Do me a favor and let me protect you with my wings if something happens, okay?

Oh? Can your wings stop spears?

[She runs a hand briefly through the flames dancing along his arm.]

What about poison? Venomous bites?

[She's more curious then challenging]

Yes. Though I'd rather not have to. [Sticks his tongue out, but on a more serious note.] My healing isn't so strong in Luceti. I can still block and absorb, but I'm trying to be more careful than I usually would.

Don't tell Ace, I'd rather he didn't worry.

[Squeezes his arm around her shoulders.] Shall we?

Don't worry. I can avoid almost anything.

[she moves close to his side, though, and is more cautious as she searches ahead. The tunnel becomes narrower and darker and something is dripping far below]

How is Firefist-san lately?

[He appreciates her being closer, even more than her words. Maybe this honesty thing isn't so bad with people he trusts!]

Good actually. He misses Sabo, but we haven't had a fight all month. And I think I understand his point of view a lot better now. I just needed time with it, eh? And the help of a few brilliant friends. [Kisses her cheek quickly.] Thanks, eh.

[It's good to know she is helping even a little, though she isn't sure what it was she did. Mostly, she thinks, it's Marco]

Sabo-chan will return soon enough. [she smiles] Maybe he'll be a cat.

[There is a click from above and she moves her head to the side as a razor sharp pendulum swings between them.]

How uninspired.

[Hands sprout from the wood base of the pendulum and break it sending the blade crashing to the ground]

I don't think they're trying hard enough.

[His flames reflexively burn a little brighter, ready to cover and shield her with a wing, but Marco just arches an amused eyebrow at how deftly she handles the traps without a problem.]

I don't think they actively want anyone to die on this mission. It's bad publicity, eh? And after the whole zombie draft... The Malnosso do at least try to pretend to be good guys, eh.

I wouldn't mind Sabo as a cat. But Ace would probably steal him to keep him warm. Whatever he comes back as, I hope he'll be happy. Maybe he'll be a bird, eh? I bet he'd like flying.

[Hope he'll be happy. That is everyone's wish, isn't it? Everyone wishes for everyone they love to be happy and--sometimes she wonders if they are too busy wishing for that to be happy themselves.]

You're happy, though, ne?

[She reaches up a hand to thread through his hair]

Even in this place....

Even in this place...

[He grins a little wryly, and takes one of her free hands to cover her knuckles in haphazard kisses if she'll let him.]

You say that, but for me Luceti has never been that bad. Before I knew Pops, before he adopted all my little brothers I was alone. So to be without them, while knowing they are back home... I miss them, I wish they were here, but I don't wish to be there.

[He can't look up into her eyes. Not so much shy or embarrassed, or even ashamed... but hiding a little. He's deflecting, he doesn't want to get straight to the heart of the matter, but at least he's staying honest for now.] I'm happy here. Not in spite of being here.

[He drops the hand a little and swings it back and forth in his own hand like a little kid, playing with it.] Your dream needs you to be home to conquer it. Mine... [He looks up, but not at Robin, just distant and far away.] A good captain wants to his nakama's dreams come true, eh? My dream for Ace is to see him alive and happy.

[Now, he finally gives her a small nearly lopsided grin, looking at her face again.] I can hardly do that anywhere else, now can I? [Simple words, a liar's grin, but it belies some of the hurt that Marco barely acknowledges, and certainly doesn't let himself acknowledge out loud. Because that would require admitting he's not as impervious and perfect and carefree as he wants to be. As people need him to be.]

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