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like a big pizza pie (open)

who. Marco and you!
what. Delivery boy shenanigans.
where. Zeta District.
when. Right now!
warnings. How questionable can a 13-year-old get? (Don't answer that.)

[ Moving people's food around the district for them beats hauling rubble, though Marco could do without the cheesy delivery boy uniform. However, he approaches this delivery business with all the highly directed tunnel-vision of someone who has played lots of video games and knows how to scoot all over the map in the most efficient manner. Having to fake smiles and suck up for tips wasn't the worst thing, either. ]

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[ The bachelor jokes can be made all you want - sometimes pizza is just a nice alternative to whatever else is on the station. Also, Arthur is allowed to be lazy sometimes.

So he opens the door after confirming that it's someone with a pizza. Still, it never hurts to be wary - don't think his gun isn't within reach. ]

I guess when I said 'surprise me' I should have specified no vegetables.

[ It honestly takes him a moment of looking at the kid before something strikes. Especially in the way he's standing there looking half shifty and half amused.

Is that Marco? ]

[ Marco interprets that Stare as just a continuation of Arthur's dissatisfaction with the offering. He's had a long day, and this is one of the few doors that hasn't immediately been slammed in his face for some reason or another. Otherwise, he might have picked up that something else was going on. ]

You're just lucky it's edible at all, dude. I had to talk them out of putting motor oil on it, since I'm the one that has to deal with it if you didn't like it.

[ He rolls his eyes because it's clearly entirely Arthur's fault for getting something he didn't want. ]

Eight credits. Sign here.

Yeah, I'm not really a big fan of motor oil in my food, kinda grinds my gears a little.

[ Arthur's not stunned enough to ignore the price, but as he's signing - well, he's thinking.

If this is Marco, it's clearly not the one that he knew on Sacrosanct - he's younger. Do you tell some kid you just met they're the younger version of someone?

He adds a couple extra credits as a tip and then speaks when he's handing over the screen. ]

What's your name?

The motor oil should keep your gears smooth, actually. I can probably hook you up with a decent mechanic if you're having valve problems, though.

[ Marco lives with a sentient robot. The engine jokes are starting to grow old. ]

Thanks, dude. It's Marco.

[ There's a pause as he collects the viewscreen. ]

Why?

[ If the name didn't cement it, the line about valve problems definitely did. He has a moment to think of Marco's "relationship chart" and wonders when it became with fondness.

But this kid is what - before all the morphing stuff? ]

You just remind me of someone I knew before I ended up here.

[ He's holding the pizza, and resists the urge to fidget with it. ]

I'm Arthur, by the way.

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[ Marco's already been told there's an alternate version of himself that people have met. One that's somehow both older and not significantly taller, on top of being worse with girls. He probably doesn't need to hear much more about the other Marco anyway. ]

Well, uh, enjoy your pizza, Arthur. Try the Hawaiian next time.

[ Usually, people aren't this friendly with the pizza boy. Marco has no idea how to interpret Arthur's expression; getting into people's heads was never really his thing, and all he knows is that this is getting weirdly personal.

He gives a little wave with a Forced Smile of Awkwardness and starts to slink away before anything weirder happens. ]

[ Arthur almost lets him go, especially given the expression crossing Marco's face. He might not be as good as Eames or York, but he can tell when someone's a little unsettled.

Pizza still in hand, he calls out after Marco. At worst, Marco doesn't know anything about this and probably tries to avoid him for the rest of their tenure on Omega. Oh well. ]

Hey, do you know anything about morphing?

Morphing. You mean like Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers, or is this like some sort of euphamism?

[ Marco prides himself on knowing more euphamisms than the average bear, but he couldn't think of a reasonable interpretation for this one. Maybe he doesn't really want to know.

Either way, he's raising an eyebrow at Arthur. Yes, you strange man, you are strange. ]

[ That's a pretty clear no on Marco knowing about it - that or playing dumb. Either way, an explanation should be provided. ]

Like shapeshifting. Not werewolves, just other - animals.

[ There's a shrug he gives now, attempting to seem like it's nothing. ]

And if I was using a euphemism what the heck would morphing even stand for?

Oh, that morphing. Of course, how could I have forgotten! [ Marco slaps his forehead in an exaggerated mocking motion. ] Here I was, thinking could keep my super secret animal shapeshifting powers completely on the dee-ell, but you've got me, Arthur.

[ He rolls his eyes, completely unaware that Arthur was referring to an actual real thing that an actual real version of Marco knew how to do. ]

I'm gonna be honest with you and say that I'm a little weirded out that you're talking about 'euphamisms' to a kid like me, okay? It's totally cool if you're like, into animal forms or something, but I don't want anything to do with that stuff.

[ Arthur can't really help the way he suddenly smiles a little, the way that it's just - the exasperation, though for the wrong reasons, is so familiar of Marco that it's nice to see.

Even if he thinks Arthur's a complete creeper. ]

I'm not a furry. [ He says it drily. ] Like I said, you look like someone I knew before who could do that.

[ He rubs a hand over the back of his neck. ] Thought maybe you were him, but from earlier.

[ Yeah, there's really nothing that can be done at this point to erase Marco's impression of Arthur as kind of a creepy weirdo. ]

Okay, Arty. Whatever you say.

[ But this isn't the first time Marco's been pegged for an older version of himself. Quite frankly, it creeps him out more than someone old enough to be his father saying weird euphamisms at him. All it means as far as he's concerned is that someone knows more about him that he knows about the other. Even though it isn't really him. ]

Is that all, dude, or do you have any other confessions to make? 'cause I'm kinda on the clock here, and I'm not being paid to like, I dunno, fulfill your emotional longing for people in your past.

[ Arthur shakes his head with a sigh, stepping back and holding a hand up. ]

Sorry. I won't take up more of your time. If you need any help, though, I'm around.

[ But he pretty much closes his door after that to enjoy his strange pizza. ]

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like a big pizza pie (open)

MARCO.... he will ask you your name next tag

the JGL content of this thread is out of control

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every thread is hilarious now

is that someone YOURSELF WHEN YOU WERE YOUNGER BECAUSE YOU HAVE THE SAME FACE????

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still my favorite

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shortest pizza thread :C