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[log] In the Cold Light of Mo(u)rning

Who: Marco and the rest of Hisato residents
Status: Incomplete COMPLETE
Style: Prose
Where: In the streets of Hisato, while on his way to Raisato
When: Week 5, Day 3, morning.
Warnings: Nothing at the moment.

Marco hears the common wisdom that if you are isolated enough, you'll get a little crazy. Well, he can somewhat agree with that - after all, Marco and five other stupid teenagers have to fight the fate of their world without being discovered. That has to count for isolation-nuttiness.

But now. Marco knows. He knows.

He is alone.

There is no Jake. No Animorphs.

Just him.

Just Marco.

(My name is Marco.)

He can't stay here.

There's really nothing for him to stay. He'll fight Joker - really that was a pretty dumb move, morphing bat in front of him (but you got a little crazy there, a little wild, Mom, she's alive, she's dead, but free, free, free) but no matter. He won't be here to fight Joker for long. Bob and Kakashi and Amelia can deal with him once Marco is gone. Joker is not Marco's problem. Not his fight. Not his war.

If Joker comes across him while Marco is on his way to Raisato, then that's find by him. No human can survive a full-on attack of a gorilla, cobra, Hork-Bajir, polar bear, wolf, cheetah, or T-Rex. Joker is a lunatic. But he's human. Human with a gun. Marco, he survived living blades and cannibalistic worms and Dracon beams going TSEEEEW TSEEEEW over his head, barely grazing away from a painful death of atoms being ripped apart one by one . . .

He stops walking in the cobbled streets of Hisato. Shakes his head. Shifts the bag he holds - his clothes, the meager collection of food. Wearing no shoes, only his morphing outfit. (Of course.) He enters Hisato as a human, he will leave in morph. Maybe as a wolf or a gorilla. Both can hold up the bag well without problem. Heck, a t-rex can do it. Overkill, but still.

In the light of morning, almost full with daytime, Marco moves on. He'll see this from beginning to end.

He has to.

There's no other way.


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May. 3rd, 2010 01:02 am (UTC)
After talking to Gau, Marco's about to continue on his way when he feels that familiar feeling of someone watching him. He stops. Turns his head.

And sees a girl standing next to one of the houses.

A girl who he saw dying several days ago.

Marco's mouth becomes as dry as the Savannah.

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May. 3rd, 2010 04:55 pm (UTC)
Marco can only swallow and gives him a shake of the head to clear his thoughts. Or the lack of them. "Uh, yeah, I'm heading out. There's some people who are planning to find the people responsible for taking us here. In Raisato."

He studies Rin a little bit, trying to not to smile with complete relief. "I knew you'll come back, but it never occurred to me that you'll come here. Did you came here by yourself, or somebody picked you up?"
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May. 3rd, 2010 07:15 pm (UTC)
Marco can play the casual game. He's a pro at it, after pretending to be a normal teenager who fighting a secret war.

"We're looking for the gods."

A beat.

"There is a lot people here, sure, but I think there's a big group of people forming for the search. If you're worried about Joker -" really, what any sane person isn't? "then I think being here in Hisato is a good idea. Lots of good people to rely on. But there's be a lot of movingin the gods search on the airship, and I don't know there's even a schedule that's public. Either way, it's a win-win for you."
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May. 3rd, 2010 09:14 pm (UTC)
Realizing his mistake, Marco immediately extracts both of his feet from his big fat mouth. Gives the most charming smile he has.

"Pretty much yeah. I was about to leave just now, but I can wait for you if you want to grab some clothes and other stuff."
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May. 3rd, 2010 10:45 pm (UTC)
Marco can only smile even more at that.

"Can you do me a favor?" Marco asks, extending his arm, showing his bag of clothes and food. "Since you already know what I can do, can you hold my stuff for me on the way? That way I'll be one of the larger animals without the worry of loosing my clothes. I heard some monsters appeared some time ago and I don't want to be caught unawares."

And when Marco means monsters, he's not talking about the wildlife either.
May. 4th, 2010 05:55 am (UTC)
"Asking a lady to carry your things?"

The voice slides out of the shadows of a nearby tree along with the tall, lanky, purple-clad body it belongs to. Everytime he returns, more and more, his body is thinner and lither, his skin pallid, the flesh tinted with more rudimentary scars. His nails grow yellow and rotted. His teeth coat in a thin gleam. He appears, then, pressed against the trunk.

He hadn't been watching long, but he'd rather it appear that way {ah, the girl looks so vibrant [disappointing (amazing) she's already walking again] hope the color falls from her cuntface} Operationally, Joker is all about appearances.

"Now, now, Batsykins. Really! Last lady you depended on I shot out her spine, maybe this one I'll keep breaking the skull of until her thought processes are as useless as... what's her cute name now? Oracle's legs?"

A safe distance... always, a safe distance. This kid, in particular... unpredictable.
May. 4th, 2010 06:06 am (UTC)
And speaking of monsters.

Marco turns quickly, seeing Joker. Almost immediately, Marco drops his things and starts to morph.

White hair grows and claws emerge. He grows bigger, taller. Fangs and other incisors shift in his mouth. "Get out of here," he says while he still has a human throat and mouth. Hands swell the size of cooking pans.

Normally, Marco usually turns to gorilla for situations like these. But now he needs something hard and fast because a polar bear might have a better chance against a revolver than a gorilla can.

He still continues to grow.
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May. 4th, 2010 11:02 pm (UTC)
Oh, but with what bullets to shoot with?

Joker stays by the tree, shoulder pressed back, a short yawn forming. So he goes back to Yomi. What does it matter? They'll put a fork in him, turn him over, spit him out, and he'll be back in no time. Maybe even in nicer clothes. Maybe they're starting to like him down there.

"Can you talk like that? Looks sort of fun -- used to be able to use a Titan serum to do that, was a real blast."
May. 5th, 2010 05:13 am (UTC)
Almost to polar bear morph, Marco falls to all fours. His neck grows longer, his shoulders rounds and slumps and his arms grow bigger with fat and fur and muscle. Almost immediately Marco modifies his thought-speak to that Joker can't hear:

{Everyone, Joker's here. I'm with Rin. In one of the larger streets.}

Does this place even got names for their streets? Whatever.

Marco rears up, all ten feet all, and roars at the Joker. Not to intimidate, because Joker wouldn't be impressed by that. No, it's more like giving away his location. It's hard to ignore a bear roaring in the middle of a village.

Going back on all fours, Marco slowly steps forward Joker, snarling all the way. If Joker even breathes wrong, he'll have over seventeen hundred pounds worth of muscle and body fat all over him.
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May. 5th, 2010 10:55 pm (UTC)
Oh, well.


He wasn't ready to die again so soon, and he'd thought at least he'd get a bit more time to deal with them. Hence standing just by the tree... thirty minutes to any given destination, and really, they'd have to know which way he was thinking of going.

That trick he'd learned while with Rin.

"Wouldn't you know it, darling? We don't get to see each other again for a bit proper." He blows a kiss before darting around behind the tree.

Blasted hot-headed youth.

Bats was much better for this sort of game, anyway...
May. 6th, 2010 08:53 am (UTC)
Oh for the hell of it.

Marco charge. In one short burst, Marco covers the short distance as Joker goes around the tree. He raises his massive paw, with deadly hooks on each end, and swings at the tree. He hears a satisfying snapping noise as he notices splits being created on the tree by the massive force of a polar bear's paw.
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May. 10th, 2010 04:09 am (UTC)
He's gone.


{Forget it, Rin.} Marco says, putting a massive foreleg in front of her. Joker's probably baiting Rin to go charging in like this. {He's gone.}

But his scent still lingers. Which was the entire point of Joker popping in. His presence, his scent, his voice - a simple message. I know where you live. I know how to find you.

Still feeling defiant, still thinking he still has to play the part of a very angry polar bear, Marco roars a second time.
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May. 10th, 2010 07:43 pm (UTC)
Marco looks down at Rin, at a lost. He's not good at this comforting stuff. Marco doesn't liked to be comforted. It's just borderline to the point of pity. Is Rin like that as well? After what has happen, he still doesn't know her very well. Hell, Marco doesn't know anyone, despite some of the more friendly people here in Hisato. He's not Cassie. He doesn't know how to offer meaningless comforts very well.

But sometimes, in order to survive this place, he might as well channel some Cassie in this shadow-world.

{It's alright,} Marco lies. He lies because it'll never be fine. He takes a step closer, his head nearly close to Rin's hunched body. {We'll leave. Now.}
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May. 10th, 2010 08:15 pm (UTC)
Marco starts to demorph. The heat in Hisato is oppressing the bear, making it sluggish. While one of what Marco called "major firepower", it won't due here with the hot temperatures in this village.

When he comes back as a human, he talks again, lowering himself so he and Rin can see each other eye to eye.

"I know it's bad. I know the feeling that you're never safe, that you have to look over your shoulder every time. I can't really offer any good advice on right now because that guy is not the kind of enemy I'm used to fighting. But know this: you'll get better. Maybe at outsmarting him or manage to kill him eventually or hide better than he can, but you will get better. You'll change, a little for the best, a little for the worse."

He pauses and sighs. Speeches are not his forte.

"The best we can do now, is to adapt. And survive. You have this second chance. Let's make it count."
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May. 10th, 2010 08:43 pm (UTC)
Marco starts to morph again - but this time a wolf. In all of his battle morphs (not counting the T-Rex), the wolf has the best sense of hearing and smell. When the transformation is complete, he says,

{A wolf can hear up to at least six miles, and the scent of smell is fourteen times better than a human's. If anyone is trying to sneak up on us, I would know before they even make the first step.}

Marco picked up his bag with his teeth. It's not heavy.
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