[Voice] & Action for the Straw Hats / Spades

[fierybluebird]

[Option A: Voice]

Did anyone else wake up this morning like they were auditioning to play the part of my Pops?

My tattoo grew another mustache facing the opposite direction. Pretty neat trick I must say.

While my crew decided to soak in various hot springs, I took a trip to see what the island had in store for literature and history. I'm willing to share if I can interest anyone, eh.

[Option B: Action]

[Meanwhile, refusing to actually get in the water where he would sink like a rock, Marco is chilling out in phoenix form in a nest of fluffy towels, reading a book where it won't get splashed.]

[No really.]

[There's a pretty big bird in a nest of towels reading a book and acting like this is a normal thing.]

[Spoilers: It's seriously not normal.]

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[voice]

[fierybluebird]

Twas the Night Before Christmas,
And all through the ships,
No one was moving,
Not even their lips.

[Oh boy buckle in, this is gonna be weird.]

[voice]

[bitty_blue_brother]

[Hubert settles in to listen. As a rule he prefers prose over poetry, but he appreciates both.]