1st Wave

[tentacruelest]

[Down in the depths of Zero sits a sulking, furious squid creature, wrapping his tentacle-like hand around his communicator. Davy Jones has been looking it over for the past day, and is thus far unimpressed. A way to talk to the rest of the crew? What was the point? They had nothing worthwhile to discuss]


Pardon the intrusion of an old pirate captain, but I believe I've requested to see his grace the Admiral, if he so deigns to get his fat arse off the bridge and address my concerns.

Bah - you think a day's stay in the brig will ease th' way of our voyage together? You think your pathetic lot of untested boys, women and slaves is enough to keep Davy Jones at bay for long? You're more of a fool than I'd taken you for.

And the next bilge rat what comes down here prattling on about inmates and other worlds is the next I mark for death.

Riddick - I name ye. Dean Winchester - I name ye too.

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[dogwalksyou]

[She tilts her head, somehow manages to convey the equivalent of a shrug.]

No. I am.

My interest isn't so easily swayed. But I'll let you bide for now, if that's what you want.

[tentacruelest]

Good. Off, before I cast you over the side by your ears.

[dogwalksyou]

You couldn't get ahold of me.

Fare you well.

[tentacruelest]

Couldn't I? I doubt that.

[dogwalksyou]

[There's a huff of breath - not quite a laugh, but close.]

You'll learn.

[tentacruelest]

And how many years have you before the mast, Pup?

[dogwalksyou]

I don't know, really.

[She scratches one of her ears with a back paw.]

All my memories from before a thousand years ago are a little bit hazy.

[tentacruelest]

Here. Have ye served here for a thousand years?

[dogwalksyou]

Oh! No. Two days. I'm quite excited about it.

[tentacruelest]

[Mockingly]

You must be quite the expert after two entire days aboard this ship.

[dogwalksyou]

[And she, by contrast, is even-keeled and sincere.]

On the ship, not at all. But I know myself, and in all the worlds I've wandered, I've never met anything that could leash me unless I allowed it.

Perhaps you will be the exception! But I would be very much surprised.

[tentacruelest]

You seem wholly overeager to test my patience.

[dogwalksyou]

Do I? It seems to me that I'm one of the only people taking you even a little bit seriously.

But then, I am the Disreputable Dog. Not generally the best with other people's patience, me.

[tentacruelest]

I will not fall on my knees and pay homage in thanks that a dog thinks I am worthy of consideration.

[dogwalksyou]

Oh, good. I wouldn't have the first clue what to do with you if you did.

But I am surprised you'd be so hung up on the shapes people walk around in. Bit hypocritical, isn't it?

[tentacruelest]

Your shape implies subservience and obedience, as does your species. I am cursed. There is a difference.

[dogwalksyou]

[Davy reminds her of Mogget so much it hurts. She doesn't really know what she wants to do about that.]

Ah, well, true enough. But there is a danger in believing implications.

[tentacruelest]

What shape you are matters not to me. If you get in my way, I will see to it that that's the last move you make, Pup.

[dogwalksyou]

Oh, worse than you have tried that. But just now I think I'd rather see which path you walk without my meddling.

[tentacruelest]

Good. I dislike meddlers.