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[fierybluebird]

[Anyone wandering the quad might find a certain phoenix only about a foot high and chirping warily, looking about and giving you cock-eyed glances trying to find his crewmates and Pops. This doesn't work fantastically in the snow, but it doesn't stop him from trying either, hopping about on the top and leaving bird tracks everywhere. If you should happen to accidentally step on his tail though, that will get a VERY angry squawk and possibly pecking eyes out. So don't do that. Scooping him up might not be a problem though, as Marco has gotten almost used to being manhandled by his "giant" crew members.]

[[ooc: Replies will mostly be made with "chibifirebird" so I don't have to delete too many icons.]

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[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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Marco?

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

Chirp!?

[Marco doesn't recognize him back, but he knew his name, so he might be in Pops' crew! Or maybe one of Pops' allies! He hops over in phoenix and once he's sure no one's looking, switches back into human. A nine year old kid-sized human.]

You know my name?

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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You don't know me?

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

[Hesitates visibly.]

No, sorry... should I?

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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Technically, yes, but I don't care if you do or not. Name's Espio.

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

I'd tell you mine, but it seems you already know, eh.

[Still, Marco didn't forget his manners and now that he's fairly certain Espio isn't a threat he gives a quick bow and offers a handshake.] Do you know where my Pops is?

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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At a guess? Nowhere near here. This is Trabia - I'd say it's a long way from wherever you came from.

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

Trabia? [Echoes uncertainly.] I guess that's not on the Grand Line? Which ocean is it?

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

We're on the mainland, kid. I'm not a nautical person so I know next to nothing about the oceans, but it's definitely not near the "Grand Line."

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

Mainland?

What, like the Red Line? Kuso... I need to get back to my Pops. Is there a den den mushi around? Or-- well if you know me, do you know Joz or Vista, or Atomos and Thatch?

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

No idea about any of that or who they are.

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Let's say there's a lot I don't know, okay? You, get yourself back inside before you freeze - and I'll talk to you properly when the door's shut.

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, sorry, eh. [Bows apologetically with a small wince.] I forgot fishman don't do well in cold. I just know Pops is too big to be in here... and I have to find him.

[Still, he dutifully comes inside for now, if a bit wary and still looking like he'll kick and claw the snot out of anything that sets him off the wrong way.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

"Fishman"?

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Well, your Pops definitely isn't anywhere near here, I'll give you that. You're best off not looking - not yet, at least.

[lostmyhyperion.livejournal.com]

[OOC: My laziness prevailed and I never got around to that account. Fml.]

[Seifer approaches the bird, clearly debating whether or not to shove his foot down its throat. He glares at it warily, unsure if its a chocobo or not. Because it really doesn't look like that.]

Quit it you dumb bird.

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

[ooc: pfft it's okay.]

[That gets Seifer an angry squawky glare and hiss like an angry swan, as the baby phoenix deftly fits back and tries to find someplace safe to fly to.]

[lostmyhyperion.livejournal.com]

[Seifer's wielding a hideously blue bat around, where's his Hyperion, he has no idea.]

You know I'll squash you if you come near me again.

[fierybluebird]

[Well that's just going to get him dive-bombed and squawked at by an angry phoenix hatchling. He might be small, and he might be scared without his Pops, but he's still a violent little pirate thing.]

SKRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!

[So now there's a chicken-sized phoenix darting at Seifer's head angrily with talons.]

[lostmyhyperion.livejournal.com]

Aww, come on!

[Seifer glares and revs up that hideously ugly bat, because he's not pleased. And really, this isn't his Hyperion so he's batting away and clearly failing to dodge the phoenix.]

Get off of me you stupid bird!

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

[And while Marco does back off a bit, he's still angrily yelling something in phoenix at Seifer and hissing like a territorial animal.]

[lostmyhyperion.livejournal.com]

[Seifer hisses back, which isn't really a hiss but more of him being equally territorial. Also, why he's bickering with a phoenix? He's like 13.]

[fierybluebird]

[Hiss hiss! If he wasn't SO MUCH above that; he'd poo on you to be a pain, but really too gross, and he's too much a pretty sparkly phoenix. He is trying to manage a way of flipping Seifer off in bird form however. That takes talent.]

[lostmyhyperion.livejournal.com]

[Clearly Seifer has no idea what's coming for him and he's retreating just a bit back, watching him out of the slits of his eyes carefully.]

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

[Baby!phoenix is appeased by this and backs up too, hopping and flitting to a branch up ahead and testing this.]

Twee?

[lostmyhyperion.livejournal.com]

[Oh god, it's just there playing nice, why is it doing this.]

Bugger off.

[fierybluebird]

[Another angry hiss and tries to kick snow in Seifer's direction.]