15th Wave

[tentacruelest]

[Valentines]

Sylvanas;
Stay true to yourself.
Keep a weather eye on the horizon.
I'll guide you through the storm.

William Bush;
You keep me ship-shape,
Even if I loathe you for it at times.
Steer fast and true



[Spam]

[at dinnertime, a new face appears in the pub. He's old and he's an inmate, fiddling with an odd pocketwatch with one hand and hugging a Maine Coon cat in the other. Still, he navigates the Barge like he's been here for months. If anyone were to look closely they might determine that it's Tentacle Beard himself, disguised as a human.

He drops down in a booth, setting the cat on the table, and begins to order drinks.

Lots and lots of drinks.

Midway through, he starts singing;]

What d'yeh do with a drunken sailor..

What d'yeh do with a drunken sailor..

What d'yeh do with a drunken sailor, ear-lye in the mor-nin'...

Comments

[hearrrtofgold]

You're just pulling my leg. But nonetheless... [He raises his glass to Davy and takes a sip.]

[tentacruelest]

[Davy copies the motion, before dropping his hand down heavily on his cat]

Sit. I like a good singer.

[hearrrtofgold]

Sorry. You're not getting an encore. [Duke flashes a smile and settles across from Davy, reaching a tentative hand out to the cat.] May I? - But. I could be talked into a duet.

[tentacruelest]

[He snorts in derision, downing another third of his mug]

Go ahead. I ain't stoppin' you.

[The cat is remarkably still and obedient for a cat, watching Duke's hand without the slightest bit of apprehension. It's pretty content to sit precisely where it is and let others come to it instead]