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[deadlyjuliet]

[The journal clicks on with the sound of a chainsaw dying away in the background.]

Augh, Will, are we done yet? I swear, this sea water is wrecking havoc on my--

...

[The sound of water and waves and not much else follows for a moment.]

Where...? ...! Where are all the bodies?! And the ice?! WILLIAM, DID YOU JUST LEAVE ME IN THIS BOAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ATLANTIC?! WILL?! RONALD! Ronald Knox, so help me, if you took off just because of a little overtime, I am going to---!! Ugh! Will! Wii---

...ngs?

...Why.....do I have wings? ...WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS MY SHIRT?!

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[fierybluebird]

Wow. [All the deadpan, but he is thoroughly amused.] That is some epic story.

I really wish Izou were here to hear it, he'd love the hell out of it. [Flying around looking for signs of red and brown out of all the blue.]

I guess that's the problem with demons. But surely there are other beaus in the sea, eh? Or am I missing some part of the fatal attraction in this story?

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[deadlyjuliet]

And it isn't even the whole of it. Ah, but my heart can only take so much of this recollection before it breaks again~ The thought of losing him once more, torn apart until next we meet, it's almost too much to bear...!

[One day, Sebastian. Grell will kill you. Just you wait. 8( ]

Mm~ There are, of course, but--

[But...Wait. There's one, but why does it feel like she's forgetting someone....?]

........?

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[fierybluebird]

Oh dear, that is tragic. Sorry to bring up painful memories, then. [Deadpan fly fly flying around.]

Hm? But what?

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[deadlyjuliet]

Ooh, I must have gotten distracted thinking about him~!

[Because that feeling she's forgotten someone is really nagging her. What the heck, self.]

And they aren't so painful - not for me anyway. I simply must bide my time as Death does, waiting until the opportune moment to strike.

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[fierybluebird]

And that's a morbid way to talk about your love at all. [As he has the best gothic lolita mental image of her now.]

At least you're patient~

[voice]

[deadlyjuliet]

What can I say. I love him to death. And I can be very patient, love.

Not...when it comes to having no clothes, but on most other things, yes.

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[fierybluebird]

[Another laugh.]

Winding up at sea isn't the best way to wake up in Luceti, but at least you didn't need a mermaid rescue. Some people get dumped straight into water. I wonder if it's because of where you were before this, eh?

[Starts spiraling downwards, hopefully that splotch of red is her.]

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[deadlyjuliet]

Perhaps. We'd been charged with collecting those left at sea so it would explain why I am here now. [Grell shrugs and leans back, looking up at the sky.

Holy God, wtf is that thing.]

....Is that you?

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[fierybluebird]

Yes. Sorry about the appearance. If it helps I could sparkle on you. [No, that's not an euphemism. He means it literally.]

[voice]

[deadlyjuliet]

...I'd rather not be set on fire, thank you.

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[fierybluebird]

[A quiet chuckle as he lands closer.]

They don't burn.

[Grabs a careful seat next to her and offers a handshake.] Marco the phoenix, nice to meet you.

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[deadlyjuliet]

[Oh my God he's-- akjf;daj Grell is half in shock at seeing a giant bird turn into a person and then reach a hand out. She's about to offer her hand when she realizes

She still does not have a shirt.]

...

KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

[And time to flip out and throw herself against the floor of the boat.]

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[fierybluebird]

[Eyes widen in alarm, because if she flips the boat he's dead.]

Miss, please, it's okay! [Digs into the backpack and pulls out the jacket and a blanket.]

Here. Here.

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[deadlyjuliet]

[Okay, grabbing those while fumbling behind her and yeah, the boat might be rocking a little. She doesn't mind the water much.]

Hurry up and hand them here! I can't believe this place does this to people!

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[fierybluebird]

Sorry. [Hands them over quickly and switches an arm to a wing almost immediately afterwards, feeling rather like a flighty bird. If she is going to flip it, he wants to get up in the air before it hits water.]

Ahhh you must be freezing. I didn't bring any towels, but the blanket should help eh? And I have the tea when you're ready.

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[deadlyjuliet]

[Sooooob, she'll just pull the jacket on and then hide under the blanket. Uuuuuu, being seen without a shirt on. How unladylike. ...Very obviously unladylike.]

......It isn't the cold that bothers me.

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[fierybluebird]

[Two wings out now, but watching warily, shoulders hunched, and leaning forward a little concerned, his voice quiet.]

What is?

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[deadlyjuliet]

[JUMPING UP and maybe the boat is rocking a little, but it won't go over. She's very *~light on her feet~*. ..or something.]

THIS! The lack of clothing! How dare they put a lady out here in such a state! It's unseemly! What if Will saw me? Or worse Sebaschan?!

[She turns away dramatically, putting a hand to her forehead.]

Aaaah! My poor maiden's skin exposed to the world's eyes!

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[fierybluebird]

[At first he'd just found her borderline annoying in person, but this was kind of cute. And it definitely reminded him of home. So Marco grins wryly and leans back, switching out of wings back to arms.]

No worries Miss, I was more distracted by the gorgeous red hair, to notice anything else, eh? And you're safe now. Want some tea, and I'll start rowing us back?

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[deadlyjuliet]

[Oh. Praise? Booyeah. She stops and looks over at him from the corner of her eye, then slowly smiles. Jacket on and the blanket draped around her like a cape, one hand holding it closed at the neck, she turns and faces him.]

Flirt. Well, if you can find some way to row a boat with only one oar, I'd be much obliged.

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[fierybluebird]

Guilty as charged. I'm a pirate actually. We're on sea, so I'm extra inclined to act like it's my domain.

[Hands her the thermos and confidently takes the oar to row them back towards land.] Besides "Sebas-chan" isn't here to get jealous.

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[deadlyjuliet]

[A pirate? ...Pirate. Something about pirates. Why does that seem strange? She looks at him for a moment, then smiles again and leans over, flinching a little at the weight on her still sensitive wings beneath the layers of fabric, to get the oar. After flipping it around in one hand, she holds the handle out to him.]

Oh and he would have so much to be jealous of. You are quite the charmer, aren't you?

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[fierybluebird]

[Grabs the oar and (very temporarily) feigns some modesty.]

Oh, I don't know about that Miss. I already half-way failed. I thought for sure the sparkles would be a good thing, and normally I'd at least have a name by now. I guess this means I owe Ace a drink for being right.

[Puts both hands on the oar and shifts to get as much into the middle of the boat as he can, he'll have to switch which side he's oaring on often, but at least this way he won't have to slide around to get to the other side.]

Still bet I could put him in his place to see you in a different light though. [Ah, there's the ego.]

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[deadlyjuliet]

Dearest, do not mistake me for the type of woman to simply fall at the feet of every knight that comes by. [Yes, she is. And if he's moving to start rowing, she'll sit back because lol what is working.] But what is this about seeing me a 'different light'? What light have you painted me in so far?

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[fierybluebird]

I'm not a knight, I'm a pirate. Knights are people with hero complexes. [Row row row the boat, switching sides with the oar. Merrily merrily merrily merrily, Marco keeps rowing some more.]

And hopefully he'd see you in a gorgeous red glow? Or did you have something else in mind?