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witchesreign2012-08-11 12:44 pm
fierybluebird) wrote in witchesreign2012-08-11 12:44 pm
Daba Dee Daba Da
[Oh Marco is pissed. Aside from being a zoan who considers himself almost more phoenix than human, he's spent decades on the Grand Line fighting to protect fishmen and merfolk or okama who have to hide who and what they are from humans who can't handle the idea of someone being different or having more power than them. So you can bet that he'll be signing up for tons of missions to get his damn rank higher, and doing them all as a phoenix (as much as possible since talking requires human form or at least hybrid) in protest. Of course, since most people mistake him for a blue GF, this probably won't matter much, but it's the thought that counts.]
[He's still really furious though. He's never been able to adjust to taking orders from anyone other than his father, and really, he nearly came close to trying to kick Squall's ass on the principle of it. Now he's being restricted, and yeah, Mr. Phoenix doesn't do so great with that. He earned his place as the first division commander and 2nd in command to the Whitebeard pirates, and he kept it specifically because of Whitebeard's trust and respect in him. So this would do the exact opposite of cultivate loyalty and it undermined a lot Marco felt the Garden (or at least Headmaster Cid) had always been striving for.]
[Not to mention the sheer indignity of all of it. Rank 6? Rank 6?! Did they even know who he was or what he was capable of? That clearly had to be a clerical error. 26 maybe. Oh yes, his pride is rankled. Compound that with his purposeful hatred of hiding his phoenix side, his attempts to show to others it was okay to be yourself, and yeah, Marco was probably less furious when he was trying to chase down black holes and volcanoes he thought came from Blackbeard and Akainu respectively.]
Option A:
[And so it is that Marco is just kicking the shit out of anything in the Training Center... and finding that so less than satisfactory. He'll just have to go out on another mission just to kick things in the face.]
Option B:
[And true to his protest, unlike the human versions of his friends walking around the campus to try out the potion, Marco struts around in phoenix form. Purposely snagging attention. Normally he'll just laze about and read or sit in a tree and watch. Not this time. This time he's being downright impetuous, sneaking up on humans and stealing pens or scattering papers. Or he'll sit and stay for a pat on the head if you're nice. Still, if his non-human friends have to suffer, he'll make the humans suffer along with them! Hope you didn't want that tea, because he might just stolen it. Bonus: he can't recognize all the nonhumans in human form so he might just wind up antagonizing them too........ oops?]
Option C:
[And finally, finally when he's no longer being held back by his wife from kicking through the Commander's office and possibly rioting or at the minimum, mutinying; he'll post to the BBS.]
It seems there are a lot of phoenix feathers offered as rewards for the missions, so just where are the phoenixes that these feathers come from? They can't all be GFs. Has anyone even seen a phoenix before? I thought they were made of fire, how do they even shed feathers?
[Never mind that Marco himself goes through a horrible awkward shedding state each and every spring. Mm-hm.]
If the phoenixes are being held hostage, clearly they must be freed immediately.
Thank you.
- Marco
[He does NOT sign with his rank, because clearly that is a mistake they will go about fixing shortly. Or they will learn.]
yaaay!
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Well, if it's smart enough for stupid games, it's smart enough to understand the consequences! The moment he runs past a pebble that looks big enough to be an annoyance, you can bet he's ducking down to pick that sucker up and throw it. Probably a couple more after that, too. He's trying to knock the pen free, and his aim is normally pretty good, but right now he doesn't really care much as long as the bird gets the damn message.]
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[So yeah, the pebbles do nothing. He doesn't even feel them. But once he figures out that Ed is paused and aiming for his beak, he pauses too. To laugh at him and taunt.]
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- oh, wait, he's expecting something in this world to make sense. Why does he still do that?
Entirely predictably, the taunt just riles him up further. It's met with a full-force glare.] Screw you too! What the hell does a bird want with a pen?!
[...And a hand clap, around which the air briefly appears to glow. If he wanted to explain what he was doing, he'd start by rambling about thermodynamics, pressure adjustment and changes of state... but since there don't seem to be any interested bystanders around, the most relevant part of the reaction happens a couple of seconds later, when a sizeable shockwave bursts out in a straight line from between his palms.]
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[Oh wait, you don't.]
[While Marco's certainly surprised at a stranger using a means of attack he associates so much with his father, his father's moves don't scare him. At least not from anyone other than Blackbeard, and even then it's more the surprise that Blackbeard stole it. The phoenix takes the shock and looks at Ed in surprise... and that's it. He then just looks around for some paper to write on.]
[Actually it's just as well that Ed is using these mild things. Really, Marco is quite grateful that the guy hasn't thought to dump water on him or something. Though as a former Disciplinary Committee member, he's wondering if he should remind the kid not to use magic in the halls, but whatever. If the Robins don't notice, Marco won't tell.]
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He bristles. There's actually no good reason to keep this up - hell, it's not like he doesn't make a habit of carrying spares in his pocket - but dammit, now that stupid bird is laughing at his alchemy!
Which totally isn't anything like magic, by the way.That's like laughing at his ego, and that is clearly an unforgivable crime.]That's my pen! Get your own!!
[Anyway, back to the good old-fashioned chasing for the time being. And this time he means it.]
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[Good job chasing him down man, you have sufficiently made him willing to pretend to be tired. Please don't kick him, though he'll understand (maybe) if you do.]
[You can have your pen back now.]
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[His look of annoyance lasts a bit longer than it strictly needs to. He still isn't sure where he could've seen this particular stupid bird before, or whether he has. And he can't really deny he's a little fascinated by how a lifeform made out of fire could even work...
Not quite fascinated enough to hang around, though. He straightens up, turns around and stomps away, muttering.] The hell's a bird doing in a place like this, anyway?...
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