Yer skills be like me buried treasure...just a myth!

-- I once saw a comrade die o' a heart attack, or at least that's wha' we suspect. Does that counts?

-- I don’t think that’s what the person meant, Captain.

This blog is open again! But only for asks and short threads at the moment.

Dice tries to not lash out at the other, succeeding to hold back his emotions, “I’ve worked on ships before.” He glares down at his nails, “I can smell fakes or duplicates of precious items before I even see them, and I’m likely the only person who off this island who knows how to deal with demons in the you ever run into one.” He looks up at Brineybeard and grins, “want me to keep going?”

-- HAHAHA! I don't needs someone who can recognize duplicates! I can perfectly do that!

-- 'n dealin' wit' demons?! I hope yer "dealin'" wit' demons means behead them, cut thar tongues, skin them alive! Pansies are th' least I needs in me ship.

Brineybeard steps closer to Dice, almost looming over him.

It’s been forever since he’s seen the captain himself, but his appearance is welcome enough, since Beppi was definitely one to enjoy hearing about the peg legged man’s adventures.

That other crew member was being a little harsh though… Even if he probably would be too much out of his comfort zone to help as much as he wanted to.

“Ey, balloons are highly versatile! An’ it’s borin’ around the carnie this time, everyone goin’ to the fair jus’ cuz there’s ‘better food there at this time of the year.’ If I’d be doin’ more helpin ya out on whatever this is, then I might as well do what I can.” It’s obvious he’s a little salty about the disappearance of his patrons, but the clown doesn’t hold onto it.

“What ya lookin’ for this time? An’ uh… How dangerous are we talkin’?”

If Brineybeard actually wanted him to help out, which he was all for if he was useful, he had to make sure there was no immediate danger of him popping.

-- Eh, nah th' big deal fer a funny scallywag like ye: sea monsters, savage cannibals, maybe some diseases like disentery. But worry nah! Nothin' that can pop ye out!

-- Cough, sea monsters could...

Ahab was right, but is not like Brineybeard ever listened to it. He wanted a clown to tell him jokes and that’s it.

He puts his hands up, “I ain’t giving you anything unless I get something in return.” The employees begin to back up st the threats, “if you’re making a round trip, I want in. I’ve been stuck on this island for the past two decades and I just wanna see something different.”

-- ... Ye? Comin' wit' us? Th' Right Hand Man o' th' Devil?

-- Hahahah! YE HEARD THAT?! He wants to come wit’ us!

Squishy the squid laughed along his captain, and for sure the ship would have done the same if it were right there.

“Delicate?’’ Cagney paused “DELICATE?” Cagney yelled “I WILL RIP YOUR GUTS OUT AND PAINT THE SAILS WITH YOUR BLOOD AND HANG YOU ON THE CROWS NEST WITH YOUR OWN GUTS!!!” Cagney was furious.