toujoursfluer | Appointments Post

[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?]

[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]

[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.]

[she stares at him a moment, touching his face, sliding her hand down to touch the mark on his chest which--is the same as how it should be]

Do...you remember? [she can feel his heartbeat under her hand]

[He nods.]

I'm sorry. I... never would want you to be nervous around me, eh?

[He leans into her touch and sits down on the edge of the bed next to her.]

[She tugs at him and pulls him until he is lying on the bed beside her and rests her head on his chest, mostly to prevent--watching his face. She just wants to be here a moment, arms wrapped around him. After a while she speaks]

Was it the truth, Marcchan?

[His eyes widen, and he gently wraps both arms around her as protectively as he can.]

I can't ever lie to you. I never have, and I doubt I ever well. Oh, I'll dance around the truth, and I'll avoid it to my dying day, but I won't lie to you.

[The truth meant too much to her. He wouldn't tell her some things he lied to the whole world about, but he trusted her not to ask them too.] It was all true, but it wasn't... the way I would have wanted.

I think... maybe you're right, eh? Maybe all the lies and other things are to keep me softer. Scrub away the downy feathers, the love and fluff, and I'm a lot... darker. But I usually choose not to be that way... so that counts for something. Doesn't it? [It's a real question because he's not sure.]

[she considers this, running her fingers over the mark on his chest, tracing it down but making another arm to do so. She wants to hold him everywhere and feels too old for it. She shouldn't be this insecure but...]

The downy feathers and fluff are my favorite parts. Marco... I'm sorry. I-- I'm not sure if--

[But she's not even sure how to say it. She feels as if she gave in...or perhaps not given in enough? She felt like she could have handled it better somehow]

I love how you choose to be. [because that's the truth for her just as much as the rest of it] I wanted...I wanted to bring it back...

That's... [He holds her tighter for a moment, as close as he can.] I'm grateful. I love you for that. [A gentle kiss to her forehead.]

My fluff and things... that's part of who I am too, right? And... [He hesitates. It's not as though she didn't like him for him, just what he chose to be. Choices were important. Whitebeard always stressed that.] I don't think you've ever really been afraid of my edge before, aye? [He came to her after murdering people and she really didn't bat an eye. There wasn't anyone Marco trusted as much as Robin in all of Luceti, and in some ways he trusted her just as much as his family, as his crew. Because he didn't have to hide things from her for her protection. And he really loved that... needed that in his life.] I like to... be that extra fluff around my edge, because it's the only way I can be close to people.

Not everyone should have to see how rough the world is. I need to talk to Ikki... again, because ah... [He snuggles around Robin practically burying his face around her.]

It was strange, eh? When I was like that, I couldn't understand it at all, I couldn't see it at all. But it's as crisp as a morning now. Norma was terrified, I can't even imagine how bad it would have been if Little Ikki or someone I love like that had seen it.

[He gulps, fidgets a little and sits up slightly more, though he still has Robin supported on him and he lightly strokes her hair as soothingly as he can.] I don't... know what to tell people. Damn. Even Ange was pretty shook up. And I didn't think anything could faze her.

I keep everything wrapped in bundle and fluff because I want to let some people not have to deal with the edge. But when I was like that... I couldn't feel anything else. And I hate that. I didn't really care if they all saw the edge... and I always care.

[Rubs the bridge between his eyes with one hand.] It's not... a lie, right? Because that fluff is still me, even if some people don't see the edge. But not the whole world has to be afraid of me or treated like an enemy. Sometimes... sometimes I like when people just see me as a bird and befriend me. It's fun, eh? Shouldn't things like that be important too?

[He's shook up. And surprised that he's asking so much, but Robin is the only person he thinks not only does he understand, but she's good at guiding him back on course.]

Edited 2013-04-26 10:24 (UTC)

[It's good to be back here with him. Him how he usually was. Listening to him speak. Thinking about his words. Feeling his hands and his breath in her hair]

I was afraid... But it's different... I didn't know if the Malnosso had done something else. I couldn't be sure. [she closes her eyes, more out of comfort than anything, feeling his warmth, listening to his breath]

Your edge doesn't bother me because it's not all of who you are. It's only part of it. And not everyone can be straightforward, ne? Most people have their secrets and smiles and how they choose to be. And...perhaps it's what lets us interact with others. An exposed tiger will bite...

[she'd heard that saying from somewhere. Here? At home? She couldn't remember]

I like the side of Marco that wants to be a bird, too. The side that lets Mihawk ruffle his feathers. [she wonders if you know how much she listens. How much she always does] The one that won't leave because of Ace, whether he's here or not. The side that's an idiot. The side that will do what it takes for revenge. The side that belongs to me. [She takes his hand and presses a kiss against his palm]

People might be afraid of you or they might not. I can't say. But after seeing you be you, they'll forget or-- remember who Marco really is. But... [She presses that hand against her cheek, smiling softly] Even when I was afraid I didn't forget the truth.

[He laughs, very softly, but it's nice. A real laugh of his, and he switches one of his arms in a gentle flaming blue wing to hold Robin close in safety and comfort.]

No one will ever believe me when I say I'm lucky to have wound up here. Robin, even if you leave tomorrow, thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. For being here. For being you. For finding those things about me, eh?

That ring.... I'm glad you haven't taken it off.

I know it's foolish, but it's my promise to myself, to try not to be as much an idiot in our world when it comes to you. To never give up on myself. Because if I can be happy here, if I can try help you be happy here, then I can do that in our world too, even I can't remember this place. And I need to hold onto that, eh? [He needs to remember that as dark as shit will get, he's still the phoenix. If Ace was the sun, and Pops was the moon, and Blackbeard is darkness swallowing them whole, then Marco is the starlight, connecting thousands of little pinpricks and he will never let the darkness take them all. If he can be happy in Luceti, he can be happy in his world too. And Ikki will come kick his ass if he gives up on himself, so he won't. Marco won't let himself give up on himself, because he has to try to find Robin again just to see what will happen. Everything will be different, but every bit as exciting. Maybe even more exciting.]

I'm thinking of getting two tattoos on my back. They won't carry back home, but I guess their significance is most important here anyway, eh?

It's strange, because it was that darker side of me's idea, but I still think I want to ask Law about it. Would you be all right with that?

[He's so happy somehow. She's not sure what she said other than the truth but it doesn't matter. She just enjoys it, opening her eyes as the wing comes over her because she enjoys his light. Hands reach from her back to stroke through the fire feathers and feel their tickling eat. More creep up his back and two reach from the wall to stroke through his hair and over his ears. She's missed him so much and can't stop wanting to touch him everywhere]

You should laugh like that more often, Marcchan.

[she will try to make it so it's something he can do]

Mm. I suppose tattoos are fine. [she rests her chin on his chest and looks up into his face] Tell me about them.

I'll try, eh! [He leans into all the hands and swishes his tail out in hybrid mode to wave it back and forth happily and brush her with it since he knows it drives her a little nuts.]

Two, one on each shoulder blade, just between the fake Luceti wings. One of a black orchid covered in thorns, the other of an orange A with those ridiculous happy and sad faces. Mah, I don't know how I'll ever face Ace if he comes back and sees that, but it seems important I try to be that bold nevertheless, eh?

[It does and she can't help but want to catch a few strands. She does and pulls them around her a little, the glowing blue light crossing over her chest]

A black orchid? [she's not sure if that means what she thinks it means and is too hesitant to ask. Being put beside Ace was...she wasn't sure how to think about it. Overwhelming perhaps, to mean that much to him, even though she knew she meant a lot.]

I'm sure Firefist-san would tease you about it mercilessly.

[Though she's mostly teasing since she can't know that for sure. She doesn't know him well enough to even guess how he might react.]

Aye. [But he grins and lets out a sigh about it. Both happy and sad and longing and wistful all at once.] But I'm trying not to let that stop me, eh? It wasn't going to stop me when I was black-haired.

Black hair [and bad nose jobs] doesn't suit you.

But I won't mock you... [she smiles and gives his tail a small tug]

At least not for that.

Even if you did, I'd just mock you back. [Tugged!]

And what would you say? [it's a dangerous question perhaps, but she's in a dangerous mood and is genuinely curious about his answer]

That depends on how you mocked me, doesn't it?

After all, revenge doesn't always mean overkill, eh? [Leans back and draws her closer.]

Mmm. [That's true enough but...] It's not a game I want to play... [Perhaps in the past when it was easier. When they were further apart but now-- She leans her head against his shoulder] Zoro is gone now... There is only Sanji left...and Vivi-san. [Robin supposes it's only fair to count her even though it doesn't fel as if she counts]

[He wraps both arms around her tightly and leans his chin over her shoulder.]

And me. I'm not nakama, but no matter what, you've got me and I'll protect you with my everything Robin. I swear it.

You won't ever have to be alone here, all right? It's not the same as nakama, but what we are, is still something irreplaceable, eh? [He takes both her hands in his own, protectively linking their fingers together.] You never have to be lonely again so long as I'm around.

[That means a lot to her, even though she knows it's more a hopeful promise than anything. He can't help it if the Malnosso send him home-- but at the same time it's something she wants to believe. And his words warm her more than anything. How is it possible to trust someone this much outside of nakama? To believe in someone so much?]

Same, ne? [she curls her fingers through his and kisses them, then pulls his arms around her so that it's warm. She relaxes against him completely, letting go, letting him support her.]

I'll protect you and be here whenever you need me. [whenever you need me she adds in a whistle.] As long as we're here together... [Everything will work out... she wants to say it but-- it seems almost as if it would jinx it. As if something would go wrong if she did]

Okay. [Beams ear to ear and nuzzles the back of her ear affectionately.]

I love you Robin.

I love you, too. [how easy it is to say this now and mean it. If there is anything good about Luceti, it is him]

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