4th Kill ~ [Console | Video]

[irishthor]

I think it's going to rain, tomorrow. And not the comfortable kind of rain. It's still too bloody warm around.

Comments

[deadclumsy]

This was very important information. I'm glad I didn't miss it, just in case tomorrow came and I forgot my umbrella.

[irishthor]

Wouldn't want a lovely lady to get wet.

[deadclumsy]

[...Breathe deep, Tonks. Don't laugh at the poor man.

Under her breath:]

Will not comment. Will not comment. Will not comment.

[With a smile firmly plastered on her face, she finally manages an appropriate response.]

Thank you. That's so thoughtful.

[irishthor]

So, I'm going to guess the general air of politeness is missing where you come from?

[Have an amused-sounding 18th century Irish-American, Tonks.]

[deadclumsy]

Was that what we were doing? Small talk?

[irishthor]

If that's what you call a friendly conversation about the weather, aye.

[deadclumsy]

I never could keep up a conversation about weather. Now, if you'd like to talk about the Hollyhead Harpies' chances of making it to the World Cup this year, I could do that.

[irishthor]

P'rhaps if I had the slightest hint of what you were talking about.

[deadclumsy]

Sports. Do you play any?

[irishthor]

You mean boxing and the like? No. Not particularily. Hard to when you're always at sea.

[deadclumsy]

Oh, I don't know. Boxing seems like the sort of thing you could do on a boat.

Ship. Thing.

[irishthor]

I'd rather my crew not punch themselves stupid. The rum and ale does that enough.

[Amused tone.]

[deadclumsy]

See, you do play a sport! Competitive drinking!

[irishthor]

[A snort of laughter.]

I wouldn't call it a competition. Things get ugly when it's a competition.

[deadclumsy]

Even if you're just trying to beat your personal best?

[irishthor]

You're talking to a sailor, ma'am. We don't usually care about personal bests, just that there's a steady stream to help steady the ground.

[deadclumsy]

I guess if the ship's pitching and rolling, and the drink's making you pitch and roll, they must cancel each other out?

[irishthor]

Most've the time. Sometimes, we have to stop to save someone claimed by the foam.

[deadclumsy]

Ahh, the dreaded miscalculation of the ratio of ship movement to rum ingestion.

[irishthor]

You may jest, but it's cost me a fine deckhand before.

[deadclumsy]

Maybe it was foul play? You never know. Maybe someone gave him a bad mix of rum.

[irishthor]

We all drink from the same supply. Besides, I'm very careful about what gets let onboard.