[Davy is unsurprised that Dent brought weapons; he's only somewhat surprised that they aren't guns. He's a tough old bastard and with his heart safely tucked away in his cabin, there's little that can really kill him. He's built to withstand the crushing pressure of being leagues under the sea with no protection and a few sticks don't scare him. Blunt force is something he can appreciate.
He staggers forward, ignoring the swipes the sticks make through the air and even attempts to catch one in his claw as he comes forward]
I've given yeh enough advantage, boy. Come here and face me instead of running off like a coward.
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Date: 2013-11-13 05:03 pm (UTC)He staggers forward, ignoring the swipes the sticks make through the air and even attempts to catch one in his claw as he comes forward]
I've given yeh enough advantage, boy. Come here and face me instead of running off like a coward.