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

[tentacruelest]

We don't have mice to fend off, so she's only sitting around to look pretty.

[sickjoke]

And keep you company. That's their primary use in my day.

[tentacruelest]

I don't need company. I don't need a cat.

[sickjoke]

Well, then think of her as her needing you.

[tentacruelest]

[Davy stares at his cat, who turns to stare back at him before returning to licking her paw]

...She's self-sufficient enough.

[sickjoke]

Most are. They're most as work intense as say, a dog.

[tentacruelest]

Good. I barely keep after meself, let alone care for a creature. Cats don't even like water.

[sickjoke]

Actually she's the proud lady I think she is-- a Maine Coon-- she's just fine with water. Probably why she was picked out.

[tentacruelest]

[He turns to look suspiciously at his cat, highly surprised]

Is she, now. I havenae heard of any cat that likes water.

[sickjoke]

Just what I've heard. A friend owned one; I've never a had a pet, myself.

[tentacruelest]

Ships that go underwater don't tend to agree well with animals.


[Note that he never said 'I didn't have a pet.']

[sickjoke]

Yeah, I imagine that'd make keeping anything other than fish hard.

[tentacruelest]

Mollusk.


Or a mollusk.

[sickjoke]

Are mollusks really pets, though?

[tentacruelest]

[With surprise viciousness]

Aye. They are.

[sickjoke]

Huh. Well, good for them. [ Ever mild, even on his second-- or is it third?-- drink. ] Never really thought of owning anything fishy. Or anything else, really.

[tentacruelest]

Fish are easy. They don't beg yeh for attention like a needy wench.

[sickjoke]

No need to be sexist, Cap'n. But your point's taken.

[tentacruelest]

No need to be what?

[sickjoke]

Never mind. You'll-- it's a concept outside your time.

[tentacruelest]

[He scowls, but lets it go, finally standing up and finishing the rest of his drink]

Yeh staying or going?

[sickjoke]

I'm staying, I think. You have a good evening Cap'n.

[tentacruelest]

Aye. You as well. Come, Grace.

[With that, he limps away from the table. The cat waits for what she determines is an appropriate length of time, before diving under Hood's hand one last time and following her master]