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[ Marco is a boy used to his schedule.

Wake up, go to class, go to Animorphs meeting after school, go on a traumatizing mission, go home and sleep, and then wake up to another day of going to school, saving the world.

Wings and no need for money aside, Marco has felt . . . severed? Disconcerted? He's like a seaman without a sea to fish in. Michael Jordan without his Nikes and basketball, or Steve Irwin without a crocodile to harass.

He's like Joxer without Xena.

That said, that doesn't mean he makes a schedule on his own. In his paranoia he doesn't make it terribly consistent, but it's there.

In the Morning, Marco wakes up in whatever room he's in - he's still doesn't trust the place to really give himself a place, so he move from room to room in different community buildings. Deep down he knows what he's doing is pointless, but he just can't shake off that restless, distrustful feeling.

But still, every morning, he'll go to the Bakery and get his typical breakfast of orange juice and donuts. (Best breakfast, he thinks, although Tobias might disagree with his preferred Raw Rat Taffy.) You'll might see him stuffing his face with the donuts.

In the Afternoon, however, it is a little different.

Sometimes you might see him at the Smithy, looking at the weapons with a calculating yet distrustful expression. He won't be there for very long.

Later in the afternoon, you won't see Marco at all, no matter how much you try to find him. In fact, Marco the boy has, for all purposes, disappeared.

However, if you noticed Marco's wings from earlier - one right wing black, the other white - then you might see an osprey with two sets of wings, one a large, obviously natural set of wings and the other pair smaller, harder to see due to the black and white feathers of an osprey, but still there. An observant individual might take note of this.

Marco will be flying around, taking note of the village and other places. But you might spot him rest on top of a roof or a lamppost in the village, or a tree branch just on the edge of the woods. Say hi, and maybe he'll humor you, or poop on your head.

In the Evening, Marco will go to the Good Spirits bar. He'll drink his soda and his grilled cheese, looking around. For once, he's actually looking for company, as he slowly learns to accommodate himself in this world.

Who knows, maybe someone might tell him that maybe an Animorph was here before. ]


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