[Tony shifts the bat until it catches on the tip of the jaw of a beaten-down-looking pirate. One that flinches as Tony knocks it hard on the railing before using it to look the other man in the eye. Conspirataorly hunkering down to look at Wesker, back at the pirate, then back at him.]
"Rigging the sails" this one, he's funny.
[ Tony stands up, the whimpering pirate just drops and Tony takes the other's coat for his efforts. If Wesker's eyes are something to note the dead stare Tony answers back with is noticeable. ]
[He's accustomed to stunned or shocked looks from people when he looks them in the eye, but this dead look shorts out any attempt at leverage. This isn't someone he can unsettle, and he respects that, though a small smirk of approval might pass over his face before he resumes his usual calm deadpan.]
[Another look to the masts, this time scanning the sails and the lines.]
It's your call. Were it up to me, I would put up every square inch of canvas and make land or port as soon as possible. Any damage to the masts is fair game after these ruffians kidnapped us. One of us will need to man the wheel so we don't end up on rocks or grounding out on a sandbar,
'Ruffians' Jesus Christ [ Tony hooked a finger into his belt and takes one step forward that clears the distance between himself and Wesker before saying, ]
C'mere, I like you. [ The finality of Tony's arm engulfing the other man's shoulder doesn't leave much room for an option. Yet, somehow, Tony is genial in the way and an old friend looping someone back in on an inside joke would act. ]
This isn't bumper cars at Coney fucking Island. Those 'ruffians' still standing you and me will get them to steer this thing out of this mess because then we all win. Alright?
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"Rigging the sails" this one, he's funny.
[ Tony stands up, the whimpering pirate just drops and Tony takes the other's coat for his efforts. If Wesker's eyes are something to note the dead stare Tony answers back with is noticeable. ]
Fuck I look like, Christopher Columbus?
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[Another look to the masts, this time scanning the sails and the lines.]
It's your call. Were it up to me, I would put up every square inch of canvas and make land or port as soon as possible. Any damage to the masts is fair game after these ruffians kidnapped us. One of us will need to man the wheel so we don't end up on rocks or grounding out on a sandbar,
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C'mere, I like you. [ The finality of Tony's arm engulfing the other man's shoulder doesn't leave much room for an option. Yet, somehow, Tony is genial in the way and an old friend looping someone back in on an inside joke would act. ]
This isn't bumper cars at Coney fucking Island. Those 'ruffians' still standing you and me will get them to steer this thing out of this mess because then we all win. Alright?