FAMILY THINGS / Catch-all before the Beach Party

[fierybluebird]

[Since Espio's arrival on the 3rd, Marco has been unwilling to put the chameleon down or let him out of his sight. Even worse than he gets with Thatch and Ace. After all, he might have trouble holding onto them, but he can usually FIND THEM again, Espio, on the other hand, was in a place Marco had troubles going, and almost no way to pull Espio out. So he'll be damned if he doesn't throw his all into keeping Espio here as long as he can. Probably at the expense of everyone's sanity including his own, however. Someone stage an intervention.]

[Around Attleton, Marco takes his best friend and baby bro to see the sights.]

[And mostly to show off his terrible crow and seagull posses. As you do.]

[Nova gets a short tour because ew skyscrapers are only good for haircuts and landing on.]

[And the Everglade... well.]

So I burned down the building I owned, and you'd have been proud of everyone else. They threw a fit, and deposed me from being a deputy. And now it's a rose garden in Kitten's honor. [Hence the fucking skulls and bloody swords. :|] Turnip farms probably make better sense in Fayren though, yoi.

[The one time Marco lets go of Espio and actually flits away, is to go do illegal shit that Espio would give him a hard time over. As you do. Besides he's hoping Ikki and Leanne can distract him with justice shit so he can go be a pirate okay.]

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My bro from another world just got here from everything-is-an-illusion hell. [Be glad he left out the rest of the details.] Turnip party at the beach! Normal party at the beach this weekend you already know about, but someone throw presents at Namur's face, it's his birthday! ♥

And before you buncha losers whine about the heat, good. Stay home. Volcanic hibernators only! :P

[Locked to Grell]

Pinkie's here, but in a bad way. Go easy on him for a few days. No idea how to handle Ash and him yet. Or even pokemon.

Comments

[metachrosis]

Hmm...

[Espio just nods to that, not wanting to go into much detail. He won’t ask for the details on Rip’s experiences either - they’re strangers, after all, even if they share that mark.]

So you’ve been bounced around a bit, then. Sounds rough.

[singinghuntress]

[She nodded again and drew in a deep breath to relax. New family.. still a strange concept to her honestly but, she wouldn't trade any of them for anything else. Especially Namur.. The thought of her shark helped her relax a bit.]

Yeah, you could say zhat. Four vorlds including zhis one. Zhe longest I spent in one vas... five years.

[metachrosis]

[A sympathetic wince. ]

Can’t say much but ouch.

Only two worlds for me, but I don’t wanna talk about it.

I’d better get back before bird-brain starts wondering where I got to.

[singinghuntress]

Thanks. I'm not really happy talking about zhem either unless it's vith people I trust.

[And considering she just met him... Rip nodded as she moved towards the door.]

Zhen I'll show you zhe bathroom und zhen back to zhe rest of zhem. I should probably find Namur anyvay.

[metachrosis]

Are you calling me untrustworthy? I’m hurt.

[She gets a half-hearted smile - Espio’s not really one to smile in general, so she’s lucky to get that.]

Sounds good to me, if you don’t mind. Save me from stumbling in on anyone else’s hiding spots, not to mention from the inevitable rescue party.

[singinghuntress]

[That just got a faint snort and a faint smile. That was about the best anyone was going to get from her right now.]

Yes, so completely hurt.

[She moves towards the door.]

Marco vill probably be chill if you're vith me anyvay if ve cross paths vith him. Zo, shall ve? I know my vay around here just as vell az Marco or Grell do.

[metachrosis]

Still don’t know how long they’ve been here, exactly.

[And that’s if ‘here’ really is a thing. He has so far not run into anyone from Between, which is abnormal for these illusions. It’s frustrating, but he has to treat it like it’s real - he doesn’t have much choice to do otherwise.]

Lead the way.

[singinghuntress]

Marco mentioned it vas three years since zhey last saw me vhen I arrived. For me, it had been.. a few days, maybe a veek since I last spoke to Grell or Namur.

[At least she could give him that answer? It had been something that worried her initially considering her relation ship with Namur had just... been starting back in Ceres. Something casual definitely became something a lot more once she got here.]

Zhen try to keep up~. I'm not going to carry you.

[With that she was out the door and hopefully he could keep up with her strides.]

[fierybluebird]

[For all Marco hasn't wanted to let Espio out of his sight... even the phoenix has to sleep sometimes. He's in one of the ridiculously ornate chairs, snoozing in half-phoenix form, his glasses still on from paperwork which, if either looks closely is clearly done in a personal code that would take a couple hours just to crack. :)]