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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.

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm sorry. You're not?

[Low phoenix growl sounding like an angry swan, and temperamentally covers an arm in blue flames.] WHY NOT?! He's my Pops! Of course I have to find him!

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Put that away. I'm not threatening you.

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I know you want to, but it's just not practical. It's dangerous, you have no idea what the territory's like, and have no idea where you'd be going. That's the sensible argument.

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

[Startled a little, tries to calm down and no more blue fire. Yet.]

It doesn't matter. It's my Pops. If I was out in the snowstorm, he'd come find me, so I have to go find him.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

I figured that wouldn't work. Okay - more farfetched but accurate version: it's actually impossible to find him. Right now, anyway.

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[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

Why?

[Just waits for the detailed answer he obviously expects to receive.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

You need to be able to travel through time and space. You're on another planet right now.

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

[Luckily he definitely seems to believe Espio. This doesn't help anything though and he practically wants to cry.]

What, how?!

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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Well - uh... long story, and I'm not the best to tell it. To cut it short, time was compressed and now there's a handful of people stuck on this other world. This place, Balamb Garden, lets us stay here.

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[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

[DEEP breath and calms down, brows furrowed though.]

Are you from around here or did you know me and Pops from back home. [Because EVERYONE who knows Marco, knows his Pops.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Neither, actually. I'm from the Special Zone.

[chibifirebird.livejournal.com]

Special Zone? [Stated very slow in echo.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't have heard of it, but it's my home. [] Your ships and boats qualify as space travel there.