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Marco here.

Sorry for my state in the last post, and thank you very much to those sweet enough to humor me, you're too kind.

Bepo, and Vyse, I have duplicates of my maps for you, assuming you both still want them.

For everyone else, I've made about twenty copies of various maps and directions to the Corsair Naval Masquerade Ball. Likewise, in the interest of furthering piracy rebelling against lawful order, I will teach the basics of ranks to anyone with enough brains to actually hold the knowledge. Remember, if you want to go, wear formal costume, and pretend to be part of the navy. Anyone in the Spades wishing to help infiltrate must be able to perform a correct salute and demonstrate ability to discern when it's appropriate. Those who cannot may help infiltrate as waiters.

Thank you.
- Marco

Edited Addendum: Dance lessons for Spades unfamiliar with waltz, samba, and tango will be held every night this week. Namur's breakdance competition comes with a reward, but this style of dance is not acceptable for naval officers, sorry Nam-chan.

[Locked to Nico Robin]

I am embarrassed to say I have about three favors to ask of you.

[Locked to Grell Sutcliff]

Hello Kitten. How do you feel about getting a little vengeance, eh?

[Locked to Sebastian]

My phoenix brother and I are in the mood to spread our wings. Think you can get a babysitter that night to come have fun?

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[Sly nod.]

And I want to send a message.

Mhm. In other words, expect bloodshed.

You don't have to if you don't want to.

[A distant look.] You did plenty in the fight against the navy already.

[After all, it's Marco's job to be everywhere at once, no one else's.]

Well, it was only polite to join in. [For his own well-being. And the loot. A lot of the loot. That's important.]

Look, I do well with behind the scenes subterfuge. I'm interested in ruining their night from the inside out. [shrug] But this is your message to send. You really think I'd have a problem with a little carnage?

[Sly grin.] Given Leanne, I didn't want to presume anything.

After the island, Ikki and I intend to get a bit bloody, eh.

[Oh...right. Leanne. Hmm.]

A bit? So a little slaughter, a tiny massacre...

[GIANT BEAM. You understand so well.]

Exactly, eh. No need to let the kids see anything.

[Because "tiny massacres" are totally a thing.]

Hiding a bloodbath from the innocent isn't exactly easy.

Aye, that's the hard part.

I'm working on the details still.

Aren't most of them going to be at this reception?

Aye, but they'll leave earlier than us which gives us time to isolate the ones we want.

Right, right. [not that that always works, but] And how many are in on this so far?

Revenge, dancing, or what?

Revenge.

I already hear that the dance floor infiltration has attracted quite a large number alone.

More than I can count on the latter, aye.

[Hands in pockets, leaning on the railing to think.] Ikki, you, Grell, and I'm inviting Sebastian along as a test.

Thatch knows what I'm thinking, and I'll talk it over with Ace at least. Otherwise that should be it.

I might discuss it with Nico Robin at least, if she winds up being my disguise date for the evening, than definitely. [Because no one can keep an eye on things like Robin.]

Small group. Makes it all that harder to keep suspicion low from your own crew. [Especially on the off-chance one of your crew is a soul-reader.]

You know, normally, I'm a firm believer in the honor of retrubution going to the rightful wronged party, but I'm happy to come along. [The Navy's behavior hits a little close to home. And he does not appreciate it. But still, Marco's revenge isn't something he cares strongly about either way.] Once you've got everything worked out, do tell me the specifics.

[Sly grin.] My pleasure.

Hopefully the kids won't have to hear much anyway.

Well, you've the advantage of being smart enough to know how to be discreet, at the very least.

No worries, even if I tell Ace, he won't come with us. I need him to stay out front and center and draw attention away from us.

Yes, if there's one thing I've learned about the captain, it's that he's quite adept in that duty.

[spoiler, Naesala isn't that fond of Ace]

[uh anyway clears throat] In the meantime, I'll have to find something to hide my wings for the event lest I end up being the one drawing unwanted attention.

Aye. Leanne can get away with pretending they're part of her costume, but I think you'll need a cloak. Will that be bearable?

Oh, is that what she's doing? Clever. [shrug] But yes, that should suffice. Better than having to cram them into armor, at any rate. Appreciated.

My pleasure. I think we can find a suitable costume easily enough for you, eh.

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