Appointments Post

[toujoursfluer]

Want to sit and chat with an eternally amused archaeologist? Whether [written] , [action], or [voice]. Just remember, if you're going to dance with the devil, best bring good shoes.


Examples That were completely not ganked from Sanji-kun

[March 15, Action]
[March 15, Voice]
[March 15, Written]

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[August 12, Video]

[chibifirebird]

[It's very late by the time Marco manages to get this journal working and track down Robin. He convinced Ace that he would go to sleep early, but then promptly snuck out with a backpack of cookies and some fish sandwiches. Ace had his own reasons for needing to get out alone and Marco was pretty sure as long as he avoided the bar he'd be safe and wouldn't get caught.]

[He was still pretty distressed though. Hearing that his Dad died 30 years in the future still didn't make the distance of time a relief. He couldn't get to his Papa here either or make him safe in his own time and that was all so messed up. And he definitely couldn't tell Ace and make him worry, so that left Marco's oracle.]

Miss Oracle? I'm sorry it's so late but I really need to come see you. I got some food too. And from Sanji at the restaurant.

[He's sitting on the fountain again, human this time, and not as happy. Pretending to be happy for so long is exhausting. He doesn't know how everyone else does it. Still, he doesn't know whether to explain about his Dad yet or just wait. He could give her a cookie first and show her his fire heart (the best he could manage, flowers were beyond him right now) and THEN ask. Maybe. If she even replied. If not...

If not then he'd have to find a way to sneak into the library. He should have brought a book, but he didn't want it to get fishy.]

[August 12, Video]

[toujoursfluer]

[She had been asleep. Had just dropped off, the journal open on the bedside table just in case. As she blinks in the darkness it takes her a while to place the voice. The title. At first she thinks its someone else, and then remembers]

Marcchan?

[She sits up and pulls the journal over to her, turning on the lamp and looks at him, all alone on the fountain. It's still strange to see him so small.]

Of course. I'll point the way. But hold the journal out in front of you so I can see, ne?

[And a hand blossoms out of the lip of the well, pointing toward the Strawhat house, and more appear in a line as far as her field of vision goes]

[August 12, Video]

[chibifirebird]

Mm-hm.

[There's still a little startled pause at the sudden hands, but he quickly laughs in delight.]

Your devil fruit is really handy~!

[And with that he starts running, making sure to hold the journal as commanded.]

[August 12, Video]

[toujoursfluer]

Mm. It is. [That's a horrible pun but you're cute enough to get away with it]

Though not quite as flashy as yours.

[August 21 / Voice, late]

[fierybluebird]

Hey Robin? If you're willing to talk, let me know, eh?

I could use a friend right now.

[August 21 / Video]

[toujoursfluer]

[Why does he always catch her half asleep? Her heart picks up, though, at the sound of his voice... And...even though she hasn't decided anything...]

[She pulls the journal onto her lap and says in a sleepy voice...]

Do you have stories to tell me, little bird?

[August 21 / Video]

[fierybluebird]

So many stories to tell you tonight.

I would have told you while it was still raining, but I thought you might prefer more time.

They seem to bubbling over tonight though, eh?

August 26th // After Marco brutally murders some Kin'Corans >>

[fierybluebird]

[There's a (by-now) familiar tapping at Robin's window and a certain blue phoenix outside hoping to be allowed in.]

[toujoursfluer]

[Robin looks up and moves to open the window herself. Unusual that he didn't call first and she'll raise her eyebrows at him.]

[fierybluebird]

[Comes in the minute she opens it and collapses on the floor, quickly forced to turn back to human. He's literally drenched in blood, sticky red gross blood and while most if it isn't his, it's pretty clear his devil fruit isn't working right.]

Fuck this damn shift cap. [Hoarse cough as he tries to conjure up some blue flames and fails miserably. Really, it's almost a wonder he was able to force it enough to turn into a bird for a few minutes.] Ah, sorry about the mess. I'll clean it up if I can borrow your bathroom, eh?

Action / December 20th / Late

[fierybluebird]

[Ace is as stabilized as he'll get for now, and after sharing food with Chun-Li and Leanne and the rest of the floor, Marco heads over to Robin's room.]

[Hey look, it's a phoenix outside your window!]

[You might want to let him in because it's snowing and it might be sticking on those fiery feathers of his.]

Action / December 20th / Late

[toujoursfluer]

[There is a Marco at her window. She expected as much. Though what she expects to happen, she can't be sure. Except that she knows that she has to be strong. He is pulled by the weight of those he cares about and she knows how heavy it must be with Ace.

She opens the window with hands blossomed from the frame as usual but barely looks up from where she is sitting at her desk and reading]

Feel free to use the blankets if you need to get warm...

Action / December 20th / Late

[fierybluebird]

[He shakes off the snow once inside, and puffs up like a giant fluffy turkey with his feathers sticking out at first. With that he switches into human form and shuts the window before sneaking up behind her to give her a hug.]

And if I prefer to use your warmth instead?

[January 11th, Action]

[concasse]

[It seems Sanji is destined to oscillate wildly between somber and energetic these days. Right after the return from his mission, he'd been... okay; the closest to normal he'd felt in a long time, and he'd been damn glad for it. Everything still hurt, but it hurt in bearable amounts that didn't steal his breath with every passing thought. Smiling came easier, as did playful banter (and playful irritation), and a whole slew of emotions Sanji forgot he could handle.

And after December the 24th, he'd still be okay. Sorta. It would be hard for anyone to attach the sudden drop in enthusiasm to a particular event, save maybe Law... and one other. A certain someone who'd constantly been on his mind and hadn't contacted him in over two weeks, and the chef was starting to show signs of tear. Damn it.

Still, he goes about his business without reserve, old hat at keeping up appearances, but his expression remains caught in perpetual brooding unless he knows there are eyes watching him.

And as he's alone in House 6 kitchen for the moment, putting together a sandwich for himself, full-brood mode it is.]

[January 11th, Action]

[toujoursfluer]

[Eyes are always watching, tucked away, hidden in corners, appearing and disappearing in small bursts of petals. She doesn't spy on her nakama. Not as such. But she has taken to checking up on them when they're in the house. Assurance perhaps? Testing the wind? But she's never quite sure what to do with what she finds.

She isn't spying now, in any case. Instead she is coming home from the library after a long day of being absorbed in books that ultimately do not matter. But she reads them because they are there. Because they are something to do to keep her mind active.

She slips quietly in the door and hears someone in the kitchen. She moves on silent feet to see who it may be and spots a serious looking Sanji. She smiles faintly and leans against the doorway]

Good evening.

[January 11th, Action]

[concasse]

[That certainly goes far in wiping the grimness out of his expression. He turns on his heel, seeming to float closer without taking a step.]

Robin-chwaaaaaaaaan, one of my great loves~! [If nothing else, his enthusiasm is honest] Do you require anything of me, my beauty? Coffee? Tea? Or maybe a meal that would make angels weep~!

[February 3rd, Action]

[fierybluebird]

[Pursuant to this, and using magic RP time holes so as not to interfere with Vivi's birthday...]

[Marco flies on over and taps at Robin's window with his beak.]

[February 3rd, Action]

[toujoursfluer]

[Robin opens the window for him as is usual and wordlessly hands him a cup of hot sweet green tea when he becomes human again and he had better She is sitting at her desk and watching him, nursing her own coffee though she seems tired]

[February 3rd, Action]

[fierybluebird]

[Sits down on the bed and just holds the cup without sipping it yet.]

Thanks, yoi.

[He closes his eyes. He has to do this in person but he can't look at her while he does it.] You would die to protect your nakama right?

[April 10th] / After Norma's B-Day Party

[fierybluebird]

[A blond and therefore, normal, if not entirely sane (saner than evil Marco though) Marco flies over and lightly taps on Robin's window, hovering in midair using his giant blue wings. Because why not cheat if you can?]

[April 10th]

[toujoursfluer]

[she is half asleep and stirs at the tapping. She can see his hair from the light of his wings and her heart flips over but she swallows it back and sits up,pulling the blankets absently to her shoulder as a pair of hands opens the window for him]

[April 10th]

[fierybluebird]

[He flies in and switches to human as he lands on the floor, gently coming over to give her a hug in the bed.]

Sorry for the late hour, love. [Whispered gently in her ear as he brushes some hair to tuck behind the ear.]

[Oct 4th]

[toujoursfluer]

[strange that the longer isolation is, the easier it is to maintain. She's been gone for a while, keeping an eye on things, but nothing has needed her attention or help--other than to remind her how things are.

The house is empty and still when she comes to it and she is tempted to leave it again. Though she won't run now that she's here. She'll just light a single lamp and curl on the couch to read as she comes to accept what has happened]

[Oct 4th]

[fierybluebird]

[Marco returned to his apartment almost instantly after his conversation with Spock finished. He was too mad to talk calmly with Robin and fighting more hardly seemed wise. When he did check on her, there was no one home, so he let it be. How many times had he wanted to run away alone and forget about everything?]

[On the 4th, when he flies his way home he notices a light on in the house. He circles and hesitates before landing on the roof. It wasn't necessarily Robin, or a curious Straw Hat who was maybe beginning to remember, so he should check. And even if it was Robin, he couldn't dismiss their cowardice while unable to handle his own.]

[He drops down in hybrid form, switching to human along the way and knocks formally on the front door.]

[toujoursfluer]

[she sees that it's Marco and doesn't want to let him in. He's going to break her serenity. If that's really what she can call it. But she owes it to him to at least talk. So she lets him in but not before wrapping herself in a blanket, not looking up from the book she's reading as hands blossomed along the wall open the door]

Good evening.