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Fifth Prayer: Loss

[She'd just checked Usagi's room, and it was empty. Nothing remained of Sailor Moon save for a half-empty bucket of pudding just sitting in the fridge. With a cry of frustration, the normally reserved miko took it out and hurled it at the trash bin, chocolate oozing down the wall. This was just too much. First Ami, then that awful Apep creature taking Sabriel, and now Usagi!

Her friends would need to be told, of course. So, a few minutes later a Voice transmission pops out over the journals. Rei's voice is tight and controlled, but there's definitely an undercurrent of sadness]

I'm sorry to inform everyone that Tsukino Usagi-san has been sent home by the Malnosso.

Please think of her fondly, and wish her luck.

Should anyone wish to make a formal prayer for her, I will be available to help with that, so please contact me via the journal.

[Closing the feed, Rei picks up her journal and heads out to the little tent shrine she, Ami, and Usagi had put together months before, lighting a flame on the brazier with Eferin and preparing several prayer strips of her own for her friend and Sailor Moon. She burns them, and sends her wishes to the other girl, whereever she might be]

Be well, Usagi-chan.

(OOC: Feel free to respond via voice, or find Rei at her little hideaway)

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Oh my, Marco. Thats certainly something.

[Its cute, but, she's not...good with people]

Thank you, yoi.

What prayers are the fire for? [Vaguely hypnotized...]

Prayers for my friend. She...went home today.

I'm sorry, yoi.

[Scoots closer to try to be as comforting as a presence as he can.] Did you have a lot of good memories here at least?

I did. And many more at home. She's...one of my best friends.

Do nakama go missing a lot here?

They do. Many people come and go.

Then I'll stay and protect you okay!

Protect me?

[She can't HELP but give you the oddest look]

You are a kind little boy.

[Hey I just met you and this is crazy, but you already know me, so be my nakama maybe.]

No, I'll just give you reasons to smile, eh?

[She smiles and reaches down, gently ruffling his hair]

Of course.

[Happy beam at her, a little flustered but yay! He succeeded already!]

Do you like bird jokes?

[Say no Rei, or he'll be at this for awhile.]

I don't know many. Maybe...share one, and we'll see?

There was once a magician on a cruise ship who performed mainly sleight of hand tricks. He had a regular spot as the ship's evening entertainment. He was actually quite a good magician, but his routines were regularly ruined by the onboard parrot who would fly around squawking out and giving away his secrets like:

"It's up his sleeve, it's up his sleeve!" or "It's in his pocket, it's in his pocket!" or "It's in his mouth, it's in his mouth!"

The magician was getting pretty sick of this and threatened to kill the parrot if it ruined his act one more time. That evening right at the climax of his act, just as he was about to disappear in a puff of smoke, the ship hit an iceberg and sank in seconds.

Amazingly, the magician and the parrot were the only two survivors. The magician was lying on a piece of driftwood in a daze. As he opened his eyes he could see the parrot staring at him out of its beady little eye.

The parrot sat there for hours just staring at him and eventually said, "Okay, I give up, what did you do with the ship?"

Marco...

[That was a terrible, awful joke CC, and you should feel bad. But Rei just pats Marco on the head]

You...should definitely keep that one to yourself.

[Hey I warned you.]

[And Marco looks flustered. He totally thought that would work!]

Ah really?? No good, eh?

Do you know the one about the duck who wanted grapes? Or the penguin that walked into a bar?

I don't. Why don't you try them, then?

There once was a penguin who walked into a bar. "Hey can you get me a beer?" he asked.

"Holy cow!" said the bartender. "It's a talking penguin! What are you doing here so far from a winter island?"

The penguin sighed, "Yes, yes, I work at the construction site down the street and yours was the closest bar to it. So can I get an ice cold one or not?"

The bartender gave him one and kept talking to the bird and when the penguin went to pay his bill, the bartender said, "No no, tonight's on me, you're too amazing to pay."

"Well, thank you very much!" the penguin grinned, "I'll definitely come back here a lot!"

So over the next three months while the job was going on, the penguin kept returning to buy beers from his friend.

After awhile though a traveling circus passed through town. The ringleader was all dressed up and fancy and ordered a beer. He told the bartender all about his circus act and the things they had but the bartender said, "That's nothing. We get a talking penguin in here every night!"

"Really?" The ringleader was impressed. "What's he doing so far from a winter island?"

"He works at the construction site down the street, but it's finishing up soon."

"You think he'd be willing to take a job with me?" the Ringleader asked.

"I don't know, why don't you ask him. Here he comes now," the Bartender gestured. All the regulars greeted the penguin and he took his usual seat at the bar. "Hey Lou," he said to the bartender, "Can I get an ice cold one?" "Sure thing!" replied the bartender.

"Holy cow, you're a talking penguin!" the ringleader was astonished.

"Sure am," the penguin drank his beer.

"Please you must come work for me!"

The penguin tilted his head, "What's the job?"

The Ringleader explained all about the circus and the elephants and the tigers and lions that jump through fire, the acrobats, and traveling the world. "So do you think you'll do it?"

"Sorry," the penguin apologized, "That sounds really amazing and all, but I'm a drywall man."

[That is a very long joke for a very small (if any) payoff. Enjoy. The duck one is my favorite, but only because of my Pops/father-in-law.]

[Rei giggles. Not much, but given her mood earlier? This is an improvement]

That one worked better? YOSH! I'll try the duck one too then! [Flails birdie feet as he tries to make sure he has the voice down!]

So a duck walks into a bar. The astonished bartender watches as he comes right up to the bar and asks, "Have ya got any grwapes?" [Purposely mispronounced with a Daffy-Duck like voice.]

"I'm sorry," the amazed bartender said, "This is a bar, we only have alcohol, but there's a grocery store down the street."

The duck waddled out without a word and the bartender thought he just imagined it until the next day the duck waddled in again. "Got any grwapes?" he asked again.

"No, I told you yesterday, this is a bar, we don't have grapes here," the bartender told him.

The duck waddled out again, but the next morning as the bartender was just opening for the day, same thing all over again. "Got any grwapes?"

"No, and we never will! Just alcohol! Wines and spirits! Scram already!" the bartender said, getting annoyed with all of this. This kept going for about a week until the bartender got fed and warned the duck, "If you ever come back here looking for grapes I'm going to take a hammer and nails and nail your feet to bar! Knock it off and try somewhere else already!"

The next morning the duck came in again and the bartender looked pretty mad. So he was surprised when the duck asked, "Ya got any nails?"

"No, this is a bar, not a hardware store, just alcohol here," he told the duck.

"Oh good," the duck grinned evilly. "So you got any grwapes?"

That's pretty terrible Marco. Who teaches you these cheesy jokes?

[But giggling]

Pirates! The ones I make are probably worse though.

I also learned a cool pirate song from Sanji this week, yoi!

Did you really?

[She raises an eyebrow. Pirates...so strange]

Aye! Would you like to hear it?

[On behalf of the other pirates, to be fair, Marco is a little weirder than most. Probably.]

Of course.

[What eldritch horrors await?!]

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