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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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[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.]

Mah, but enough about me. Aren't you having fun today?

[She watches him. She's heard these words before and they are honest enough. Though she has no interest in conquering the world. Nor does Luffy, she imagines, but the world might be conquered in spite of himself. But the real truth, the real answer is, of course

he can be happy.

Happy enough.

On the knife edge between light and dark, depending on which way Ace pulls. Sabo pulls. She pulls. And she wonders if he is afraid to pull back. To let the others catch him once in a while.]

It's good you have me here to protect you then. [She squeezes his hand and leads him deeper into the tomb. The walls are narrow here and even his light only goes so far. He will just have to trust that she knows where she's going]

Edited 2012-12-15 10:45 (UTC)

[He's actually quite surprised by that response. Enough that it shows and he stumbles on his first step trying to follow her.]

[But he quickly bursts out laughing and switches into a smaller phoenix form and tackles her in a phoenix hug around her neck so he can snuggle her without too much embarrassment.]

You have no idea. [An earnest mumble as he leans the top of his feather head against her neck. Truth was, yeah, he was very happy in Luceti, but Robin was also a very big part of why and how he could manage to do that. There are more reasons than just her being there, but it really is a constant source of strength for him that Robin is able to support him as much as he always tries to do for her. He just can't bring himself to tell either her or Ace just how much it meant to him. One day he'll find a way. Maybe. Even if they already suspect it at least.]

[Robin smiles lightly and strokes a wing.]

Such a strange little Bird-chan. Afraid of the dark?

[and she starts down some steps. The air is damp. Something drips far below.]

We may have a sudden fall.

[but she's not worried. She has a bluebird on her shoulder]

A little. I've got my reasons, eh. [Blackbeard. Darkness... yeah. Marco doesn't sleep in pure darkness for a reason, although part of it might just be because he likes to sleep in his phoenix form.]

[He shifts about a little so that he can safely grab her by the shoulders at a moment's notice and get larger if so needed.]

Ready when you are.

[She's not sure what they are, though she can guess at a few. In either case, everyone has their fears. But this is one fear she's never had. The darkness has always been her friend. She's learned how to move within it, move around it, and follow the light to the end]

You carry the light with you.

[She curls her fingers through his flames as she continues down the narrow steps, feeling below her. All around. It is quiet and her footsteps echo and she starts quietly humming Bink's Sake, listening to it curl in a lonely way into the darkness. Maybe something will hear it. Maybe something will respond.]

When I don't kick it in the face. [Trolololol Kizaru reference, aw yes.]

[He tilts his head a little at the song.] That's one of Shanks' favorite songs you know. [He's keeping deadpan about it and refraining from any judgmental huffs, for now..]

Kick it in the face?

[She doesn't get that reference. Though she smiles a bit about the grumpiness of the tone. Yes. She can tell. A little. Still she continues to speak lightly.]

I don't care whose favorite song it is. It is our song. We won it.

Kizaru of course.

You won it? [Genuinely curious.]

Ah.

[She's heard about that. Sort of. Rumors. Hard to tell them apart from the truth. But she's glad that's true.]

Mm. We fought hard for it through shadows and zombies.

[And it is sort of their secret anthem in a way. Dark and light. Hope. And is in Brook's head which is the most important]

Anyway, Redhair seems unavoidable, ne?

Gecko Moria? [Headtilt.]

Eh, he's a bit of a pest. He can be avoided, it just takes some doing.

Gecko Moria...and others. [but fairly nameless, she imagines. Or--at least not as well known as the shichibukai]

I wonder if you could really avoid Shanks if he wanted to be known. [He is an emperor after all...and seemed difficult to avoid even for Whitebeard, based on what she's heard]

[They come to a dead end and she blinks, perplexed. There seems to be some writing but she can't make it out]

A little more light, Marcchan?

Perona? But I thought you lot didn't have any problems with her now.

[Shines a little brighter and aims a wing to where she's looking, with a small grunt about Shanks.] And thus the problem with him. That bastard always wants to make himself known. Someone just needs to kick his ass and tell him no one cares.

Don't we? I don't really know.

[At least Zoro doesn't seem to have a problem with her. Though the nature of allies has always seemed somewhat tenuous to Robin. She'll have to wait for Luffy's judgment on that one]

I wonder if he annoys you because you like him in spite of yourself.

[she's heard that about Shanks, too.

She reads the inscriptions and it takes a moment and she smiles]

Are you prepared?

[He's quiet about Perona, just reflectively thinking it over, but he downright hisses like a swan about Shanks.]

Like him!? He made my nakama pass out just because he wanted to shove his weight around. [Flomps his head back down on top of hers and briefly flails his birdie feet, adjusting the wing and everything else to puff up a little more so he could carry or protect Robin as necessary.]

Stupid red-haired bastard, always asking me to join his crew. As if I don't have enough little idiots to look after who never listen to me... He's so arrogant. He always assumes he knows everything that's going on and never bothers to find out the whole story, just jumps in. Like all the worst aspects of Roger and Silvers and none of the good. I don't know how Benn tolerates him.

Okay, ready.

[She blinks at the hiss. She's never heard him so incensed without being truly angry. It's...adorable. She reaches up pulls his head down so she can press a kiss against his beak.]

Don't ever change.

[Then after an affectionate pat to his cheek. She presses hidden levers on either side of her. There is a rumbling grating sound and the floor drops away completely.

[He blinks in surprise as well before giving off a definite phoenix blush. As they drop down, he takes a little bit to collect himself before spreading his wings as wide as they'll allow in the corridor and slowing their descent like a parachute.]

As if I could...

[Mumbles.] Where are we, eh?

We should be entering a sort of underground chamber soon.

[It's interesting this way. Usually she is on his back. She thinks she prefers it much better than just being dangled like prey but...then again it can't be helped.

A moment later they enter a vast open space underground. It looks like some sort of subterranean lake. But there is a small sandy island with a block of stone in the center of it, lit by a shaft of sunlight coming from above]

It's beautiful, isn't it? I wonder if there are lake monsters.

[Grunts as he keeps lowering her and whistles to himself before repeating it clearly in human.]

You better hope not.

I can't kick like this, and if they're in the lake you might have troubles punching them in the eye without an arm chain. See any place to land down there?

[Marco may or may not be looking at her chest rather than the ground, okay. It's blocking his view. That is his excuse and he's sticking to it.]

Edited 2012-12-21 04:06 (UTC)

Oh I don't know. I'm sure we'll manage somehow.

[she smirks a little at his question. Where are his eyes?]

Yes. It's easy to see if you look.

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