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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--

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[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---

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

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[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.]

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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?

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[deadlyjuliet]

Really, they were people with nasty jobs and nastier dispositions. [She shrugs and rubs one shoulder, grimacing at the pain.]

Red is just fine, but I was wondering why the two of you had a bet on a woman neither had ever seen before, hm? Or is it just one of your pirate hobbies?

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[fierybluebird]

You think so? Must be different in my world.

Oh, it was more women in general. Which is a pirate hobby.

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[deadlyjuliet]

Mm, perhaps. [She twirls a strand of red hair around her finger.]

So I've heard. You pirates are famous for--

[Wait.]

...World?

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[fierybluebird]

Are we now? [Amused grin at that.]

Right, Luceti, that's this world, takes people from a bunch of different worlds. Or time periods. Sometimes even people who are dead in their world show up very much alive here. No worries, they aren't zombies though, eh? [A momentary sad frown, and he glances out in the water as though checking where they're going.] It's just part of that time thing.

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[deadlyjuliet]

....Nn...The dead come back here to be alive again, do they? [Grell leans back a little, studying her nails. That would explain why she is here; but not the wings or the unceremonious entrance.] A matter of people being stolen from their time periods...?

[She clicks her tongue against her teeth.]

Unpleasant business this shall be.

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[fierybluebird]

[Very wary now, though it doesn't show in his deadpan, even still friendly tone.]

Well, think about it. Everyone dies sometime, if you're playing with skipping around and dragging in hundreds of people from a different time, to a lot of the people from the future, everyone from the past is already dead.

Why business? Thinking of going after the Malnosso?

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[deadlyjuliet]

Hm? Oh, no, not at all. Don't mind me, I was simply thinking aloud. It must be terribly confusing with all this time skipping going on and other worlds and such.

[Gathering information? Not her favorite thing, but eventually someone is going to have to die here and, well, that's when she comes in.]

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[fierybluebird]

Not to mention times are different world to world. It's 1522 where I'm from, 1524 to some of my friends form there, and 1900 something for other worlds, or 700 something for others. It's a mess.

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[deadlyjuliet]

........... [Wow, okay, what. She was thinking it was just a few years, not like...centuries. Great. Grell sighs and puts a hand over her eyes.]

I can just feel the headache building. Why in the world are we being sent to a place like this? It's not as if the people here are Bizarre Dolls, right? No zed-words about?