A Pirate's Proposal
Feb. 6th, 2013 10:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Who: Marco
fierybluebird & Nico Robin
toujoursfluer
What: Marco's "kidnapping" Robin for an adventure and to make a proposal
When: Midnight February 6th - 9th
Where: The Mountains
Summary: Hiking, flying, camping, flirting, the usual.
Rating: IDK PG-13? R for Romance? ARRRR for Pirate.
( Title )
At midnight sharp, Marco was waiting at the fountain in his usual clothes. He had a bag with blankets and everything for a comfortable camping trip, but while he was flying, he didn't want to get too hot or bother worrying about transforming a jacket and other extra layers into the blue flames that made up his feathers. Armed with the knowledge that Robin was actually more likely to say yes than refuse him, Marco had at least stopped being stuck in panic mode anyway. Still, he was certainly a little fidgety. She'd asked him not to fidget in flight, complete with the threat of pulling his tail so he figured he's try to get most of it out of his system while he could. There were too many "what-if" questions in his head. What if he dropped the ring? What if he said it wrong? What if the ring itself was wrong? What if it was too soon? What if droids found them? What if he did something stupid and she got mad again?
Okay, deep breath Whitebeard commander, you can do this.
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What: Marco's "kidnapping" Robin for an adventure and to make a proposal
When: Midnight February 6th - 9th
Where: The Mountains
Summary: Hiking, flying, camping, flirting, the usual.
Rating: IDK PG-13? R for Romance? ARRRR for Pirate.
( Title )
At midnight sharp, Marco was waiting at the fountain in his usual clothes. He had a bag with blankets and everything for a comfortable camping trip, but while he was flying, he didn't want to get too hot or bother worrying about transforming a jacket and other extra layers into the blue flames that made up his feathers. Armed with the knowledge that Robin was actually more likely to say yes than refuse him, Marco had at least stopped being stuck in panic mode anyway. Still, he was certainly a little fidgety. She'd asked him not to fidget in flight, complete with the threat of pulling his tail so he figured he's try to get most of it out of his system while he could. There were too many "what-if" questions in his head. What if he dropped the ring? What if he said it wrong? What if the ring itself was wrong? What if it was too soon? What if droids found them? What if he did something stupid and she got mad again?
Okay, deep breath Whitebeard commander, you can do this.