"I can and I do deny that!" Marco growled and clenched his fist holding Ace from falling off even tighter over the beads.
"Don't you ever, EVER call yourself worthless again!" Marco trembled, a mixture of rage and fear. With Ace's death the only consolation he thought he had was that Ace claimed his dream wasn't to be the King, but to have a family who cared about him. But that after all that he still found himself worthless?
Blue eyes flashed coldly with rage and Marco sent out a quiet haki-infused ping to alert Thatch and Namur to come stop him from hurting Ace more. "Why did you go fight Teach if you only regret it? Didn't you promise to live without regret? Should all of us regret not capturing you and forcing you to come back? Do not kid yourself little brat. You're fifty years too young to stop all of us. Had we been serious enough we could have forced you to come back. Are you saying now that we should have? Because if you do I will throw you off the roof for being an impostor of my brother."
Yeah..... he really needed to calm down and quickly. Or get Grell to hold him back. Someone.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and regained some of his infamous composure, though the fury was still coursing through him. He was pretty sure it wasn't an impostor, after all. Only Ace could be this blindingly stupid.
Marco opened his eyes with a glare and growled, "I do not want your apologies, idiot. I do not want you to ever again disrespect the name of my family and brothers by thinking you alone could change our decisions and actions, or that you are somehow strong enough to break us."
Letting go of the beads, Marco pointed to his chest where the tattoo had been modified to a full circle. "Don't you get it? This means unbroken. Not by you, not by Teach, not by the whole damn world or the entire space-time continuum fucking up. No one can destroy my family. No one." He didn't leave Ace free for long though, and the hand went right back to grabbing the beads, his fist pushing up Ace's chin slightly to force him to look in Marco's eyes, blazing with fury as they were. "Why do you think we came to get you? To punish you? Do you really think we would ever choose to risk our lives, risk each other, risk everything for something that stupid?"
Another deep breath and Marco let go for real this time, fuming silently. "We didn't let you go alone because you were too cocky and so you fooled us. You are Ace. And apparently we've always known you better than you've known yourself." Marco flicked the freckled forehead. "Think about that for a bit before you say something even more stupid, eh."
He was still tempted to kick Ace off of the roof, but instead he simply scowled a little and thought furiously. "For the record dumbass, Teach wasn't able to kill Pops because of you. He was able to know the time and place because of the marines, but Pops was already dying. Pops has been dying for awhile. That's why I didn't go hunt the bastard down myself. Because I was scared of leaving Pops alone. Because if Pops died while I was gone I'd never have forgiven myself. So shut up about blaming yourself. Fuck, I'm so sick of everyone blaming themselves for shit out of control. Do you think you make the sun rise too?" Marco snorted irritably and laid on his back on the roof to just breathe.
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"Don't you ever, EVER call yourself worthless again!" Marco trembled, a mixture of rage and fear. With Ace's death the only consolation he thought he had was that Ace claimed his dream wasn't to be the King, but to have a family who cared about him. But that after all that he still found himself worthless?
Blue eyes flashed coldly with rage and Marco sent out a quiet haki-infused ping to alert Thatch and Namur to come stop him from hurting Ace more. "Why did you go fight Teach if you only regret it? Didn't you promise to live without regret? Should all of us regret not capturing you and forcing you to come back? Do not kid yourself little brat. You're fifty years too young to stop all of us. Had we been serious enough we could have forced you to come back. Are you saying now that we should have? Because if you do I will throw you off the roof for being an impostor of my brother."
Yeah..... he really needed to calm down and quickly. Or get Grell to hold him back. Someone.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and regained some of his infamous composure, though the fury was still coursing through him. He was pretty sure it wasn't an impostor, after all. Only Ace could be this blindingly stupid.
Marco opened his eyes with a glare and growled, "I do not want your apologies, idiot. I do not want you to ever again disrespect the name of my family and brothers by thinking you alone could change our decisions and actions, or that you are somehow strong enough to break us."
Letting go of the beads, Marco pointed to his chest where the tattoo had been modified to a full circle. "Don't you get it? This means unbroken. Not by you, not by Teach, not by the whole damn world or the entire space-time continuum fucking up. No one can destroy my family. No one." He didn't leave Ace free for long though, and the hand went right back to grabbing the beads, his fist pushing up Ace's chin slightly to force him to look in Marco's eyes, blazing with fury as they were. "Why do you think we came to get you? To punish you? Do you really think we would ever choose to risk our lives, risk each other, risk everything for something that stupid?"
Another deep breath and Marco let go for real this time, fuming silently. "We didn't let you go alone because you were too cocky and so you fooled us. You are Ace. And apparently we've always known you better than you've known yourself." Marco flicked the freckled forehead. "Think about that for a bit before you say something even more stupid, eh."
He was still tempted to kick Ace off of the roof, but instead he simply scowled a little and thought furiously. "For the record dumbass, Teach wasn't able to kill Pops because of you. He was able to know the time and place because of the marines, but Pops was already dying. Pops has been dying for awhile. That's why I didn't go hunt the bastard down myself. Because I was scared of leaving Pops alone. Because if Pops died while I was gone I'd never have forgiven myself. So shut up about blaming yourself. Fuck, I'm so sick of everyone blaming themselves for shit out of control. Do you think you make the sun rise too?" Marco snorted irritably and laid on his back on the roof to just breathe.