solo_insanity | (no subject)

I don't think we even need to cut it up. Leave it drifting like that and you just might get a shark to come by.

I hear those are rather good tasting.

Whatever you say. I know at least you haven't lost a finer taste.

[He's going to snap that baguette in half and hold out the other piece to him.] You know someone that knows?

[He declines.] You enjoy that. I could lose a pound or two.

The Boss mentioned it in passing once. [Tyki looks up.] Well, we might not have attracted fish for now, but we did attract a few birds.

[A couple will come land on the edge of the boat.]

You don’t look that bad to me. [He rubs his chin with thought when he looks up at the birds before tucking a piece of bread into his mouth.]

If you say so. I’ll take your world for it this time. [At least until he tries it to make sure himself.] We could always shoot a few down.

[Taking a look into one of those bags.]

Now you didn't squirrel away a pair of pistols, did you?

[Squirrel. Funny. Tyki almost didn't catch that. He picks up the bag and tosses it at him.] I don't think so. Not much use for them. A little dark matter will just pluck it down.

[If it doesn't make the thing combust or incinerate in the process.]

[Going to dig through it. Why not? Looking for things to through.]

If you want it cooked at the same time, yes. Besides that is entirely too easy and hardly worth making a game out of.

[He digs into his pockets for anything he can find. It's mostly things like coins and few rings. He takes one of the quarters and aims, chucking it at the bird hard enough. Tyki misses but clips a wing, causing it to divebomb into the water now that it can't fly.

Some lucky fish or shark just got food.] Maybe you'll have better luck.

[Holy--- You actually hit that. Or at least glanced off it. He whistles after the initial wide eyed appreciation.]

I think I'll have to pass. I am quite sure I couldn't do that with a shot gun let alone with spare train fare.

[Most likely pure luck on his part. He picks out a bottle cap from the bag, some fanatic probably collecting them as souvenirs and chucks it. Complete miss.]

What? You don’t even want a slight challenge? [Oops. Stealing your words.]

[Shakes his head with a laugh.]

My, when you put it that way. What is there to lose?

[Takes a coin from the pile you have, aims it, misses entirely. It lands into the water with a think plop when it comes down.]

Unless you were planning on making a bet out of this. Like who has to row this thing for the next hour.

[He sets the coin pile down so he can lean back against the side of the boat and sun dry, prefering the older method of things. Taking a coin, he completely misses. See the first time was just luck.]

Seeing as I'm already one up, I don't know about your odds of winning.

Maybe I'll get better with a bit of incentive.

Besides, I already was rowing. So, do you care to make a bet out of it?

Or you are, uh, what does Kenzi call it? Hustling me?

[Because c’mon, Tyki does that all the time when pretending to be a hobo.] But fine, bet it is.

You don't seem to mind at all? But then again, I might do it anyway even if you did.

[He's going to dig into your bag of tricks and produce a nice, china plate. Attempting a discuss. That gets closer but still no good for a strike, but it skips over the water nicely before sinking in.]

Well, if I were you and I am sort of you, I'd do the same thing.

[Because while rowing isn't that bad after an hour or so of it he might not want to. He watches the plate sink into the water and pulls out a high heel, chucking that towards the bird. Miss.... ]

... How many pieces of women's clothes did you put in there?

[He picks up a pearl necklace and then drops it back in the back. Eh, could use that to get some tail later.]

I didn't. I just grabbed the bag.

[Chuckling a bit.]

Who were you sleeping with? She must have been quite the upper class.

But we probably should save the rest of that in case we need to barter with ... someone. I suppose that means I'll keep rowing.

She certainly looked like it. Quite the flirt with her fancy dress and speech. I just went with it. Not that I don't have my own ways of persuasion.

[Good thing he said that because Tyki almost ripped the pearls apart for more projectiles.] Maybe.

Now, now, you'll make me jealous.

[And he'll start rowing again. And maybe make a face.]

Your dead fish is making this a bit unbalanced.

Jealous of me~? Surely you've gotten a few on that boat.

[He looks down at the slightly sinking boat on his end and shrugs, cutting the attached limb off at the edge. A bit of ink spurt but at least it is sinking down into some water abyss.]

Has this resulted into a contest of numbers?

I'm sure the fish will thank you for your most generous gift.

You're the one nearly jealous. Makes you feel better she's the only one I got anywhere with. We weren't on the cruise long.

They better. There just went the bait for any fishing.

If you see any of the uninvited guests on that ship, you should let them know how thoughtless they were.

[Tyki stops rowing. They hadn't gotten far. He slips his legs over the edge of the boat.]

Then let's see if it attracted anything before we go.

[And without waiting he jumps in.]