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[He's going to regret this later, but there's a bunch of excitedly high-pitched chirps like a bird singing a love song.]

[That's okay. It matches the background sounds.]

[But FAR more embarrassing is the scribbles he makes into the journal:]

[So someone has a case of Spring Fever. Or maybe just a fever.]

[And then in big bold colorful levels Marco makes sure to add:]

FREE FLOWER CROWNS FOR EVERYONE WHO SIGNS UP NOW.

[Yeah. He's kind of lost it.]

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Patience.

There's a rhythm this island doesn't like disrupted.

How far away is your ship?

Patience is not a virtue I hold dear.

From Isla Empieza? Over a week's sail. Why? Planning a visit? Or something more?

[Since Marco could easily just come over via nav, so she's curious as to why he's even asking.]

So I know how long it will take a seagull.

[How anti-climatic!!]

It would have been nice for a more personal delivery, but perhaps that is the short comings of a free business.

[God. Grell, do you really want Marco coming over in person when he's batshit insane?]

Hmmmmm....

[HUMMING.]

[On the one hand if he goes, he gets off this motherfucking island and it's problems.]

[ON THE OTHER HAND:]

[He'll still have to come back and face it, and the whole point is trying to face it and conquer his ISSUES with it.]

I suppose I could promise a short visit in exchange for seeing your lovely face. But obviously I won't be able to make this offer for anyone else.

[Although he is kind of nervous going over there when he hasn't made possible "SAVE ME FROM THE CRAZY REDHEAD WITH SHARK TEETH" back up plans and when sent half of his brothers out on a mission.]

[But we are talking Marco all in crazy mode from double spring, forced serenity and flowers.]

[He's going.]

[And the danger makes it more fun.]

[That's right, Marco. Give into temptation. Grell will be there to serve it to you on a jewel encrusted platter with a not so subtle seasoning of danger. It'll be kept warm~!]

Obviously, because I'd be quite cross if you aren't giving me special attention.

Do let me know when you plan to drop in.

Got fifteen minutes and the Nav ready?

While I'm used to much longer, I have both at the ready.

I meant fifteen minutes for me to fly back to my ship carrying your crown.

How long I stay depends on other factors.

Ah~? Then my answer still stands.

I'll see if I can make it in ten.

[He makes it in fifteen, like he first said, but he does practically come tumbling out of the Nav, clearly having taken it at a run.]

Oi! Hello Bloody Roses! I have a delivery!

[At first, she's looking up at the sky for him, but when he pops out of the nav like that, she's definitely startled! Grell whacks him with her hat.]

STOP BLOODY YELLING! And what in Fates are you on?! Coming out of there like that!

[WOW. RUDE.]

[That's totally not the awesome hug and adoring fangirls going 'kyaaaa phoenix-kun!' he was hoping for!]

Oi oi quit it! What are you wearing a hat for anyway? I made you a crown!

[...oh right! He's here to give her a crown!

Grell fixes her hair, as she's sure she has hat hair, giving him a smile.]

I always wear this hat. It's my prized possession, you know.

Really? [Head tilt curiously, though he still moves carefully to crown her!] Is there a story behind it?

[She keeps still for him, smiling.]

It's from the first victim here~!

First one you killed, or first one to arrive here?

[Carefully sets it on her head, pulls back, and beams.] All done!

[Grell tries to look up at it, feeling pretty already! She leans forward, playing with his collar as she whispers.]

Remember when someone went missing when we all first arrived?

[asdlkjasldkajsldkj]

[Between the island and double spring fucking with his head, that really makes him feel like a bird suddenly caught in a cat's paw, and god damn he wishes he didn't love it.]

[His eyes widen a little and he gulps with a nod.]

From him?

[Aw and she keeps souvenirs. That's either cute or disturbing. He forgets which.]

[She really loves the hat.

Grell nods also, pressing a finger to his lips.]

Shhh...it's my little secret~! [GRINS] He has good tastes!

[Only she could get that pun.

She stands back a bit, adjusting a few locks of hair.] How do I look?

Gorgeous! [Gives a V-victory sign.]

I don't know how long it'll last though. The flowers, I mean. [Helps brush some of that hair back to tuck behind an ear.] Your beauty is one that could never fade.

[She gives a curtsy, and when she stands up straight, Marco is there to help push back a strand of her hair. With a smile, Grell hues a bit from the kind act.]

Such honeyed words never tasted as sweet from any other lips. You have my thanks. I'll wear it until the last petal falls.

Edited 2014-04-16 10:33 (UTC)

[Grins softly.] Well, you might want to take them off at night. Otherwise you'll get pricked pretty badly, eh?

[A slight pout.] Yes, perhaps you're right.

[Leans forward lightly and kisses her cheek.] Red really does suit you.

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