solo_insanity | (no subject)

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.]

I'll be sure to do that if I see them. Hopefully they have a better boat.

[He leans over the side of the boat when the other goes over and rests his cheek into his hand, thinking.] Still kinda hungry.

[Well, he doesn't hear your request for food before he dives in. But luckily that was kind of the point.

He'll throw a squirmy and very much alive fish over the rim of the boat before climbing back in himself.]

[The fish takes him for a bit of a surprise as he was hoping for something bigger and possibly more teeth, but he'll snerk and poke at the fish, watching it die.]

Stirred up a bite then.

[Tyki may be buff, but not that buff. Throwing a shark over a edge of a small boat is not in his list of skills. But it would have been a more hilarious touch had it been.

And he stretches his arms above his head not wet. Ah, beautiful, beautiful rejection powers.]

You did mostly, I just pulled it in. I would ask if you liked it raw, but I think I already know the answer to that.

[It might've been slightly alarming either way to see a shark suddenly leaping out of the water into the boat, even if it would've just passed right through him..

How he loves those powers. There is just so much he can do with them.]

My taste buds haven't changed that much. Raw it is.

Have at it.

[The fish squirms and hops in the space at the bottom of the boat, but rally escape is not in the future. Tyki takes the oars again and begins to row.]

Don't even want half?

[Which is a wasted question seeing as he's already starting to eat it without waiting for the answer to the question. At least he didn't have to row.]

[At least you eat. The other underweight one just picks at food.]

Kind of you, but I don't want to try to split that fish without a knife.

[Well, at least all this aimless rowing is paying off because there is land in the distance. Question is, do they want to aim for it?]

[He's not too bad when it comes to weight even if he eats a lot less than he use to seeing as the menu is slim even with full control of the station now.]

Mmm, more for me. [He's already halfway through the fish, spying that land in the distance, trying to see if it is worth it or not.] Eh.

[He's driving that station. Now wouldn't that be a party?]

Ready to set down the anchor or no?

[A closer look will reveal nice palm trees and white sandy beaches. Beyond that is a thick layering of trees and a mountain behind. From somewhere deep in the forest or even the mountain smoke is rising and not the type of a forest fire. It is the controlled type of smoke.]

[The A.I. is still running things like an autopilot, but they have free roam and can do what they want, even with supplies limited to dried meats. No more booze though. It's really a shame.]

Might be better that way in the long run to have some solid ground under our feet.

[Looks like paradise, even if there might be hostiles upon it, or something of that nature. Wouldn't harm them.]

[That is a shame. Can't technology just make it out of thin air?]

[A mocking salute and a terrible accent.]

Aye, aye, Capt'n.

[Tyki gets them onto the shore and manages not to dash them on the small selection of rocks available. Spiffy, yes. He gets out of the beach and stretch his arms about his head. No people to greet them yet if the island is inhabited.]