voice

[thatched]

[there is the sound of party noises. Music and cheering in the background and when Thatch speaks his voice is slurring all over the place.]

Lemme...

Lemme tell you somethin', listen close... listen really close.

When you got...when you got no home...you gotta make the best of it... Even if it means you can't find your pants cuz the women took 'em. They gave me some shorts though and it makes my ...my ass look great.

But more t..to the point... Enjoy...Enjoy your time even here without regrets cuz you never know...you never never know when there will be a knife in your back.

[a long sloshing sound as if he's chugging straight from the bottle and then, loudly]

Cheers, Marshall, you son of a bitch!

[Thatch is staggering around Deesuko Ballia in said shorts and looking very much the worse for wear]

Comments

[Voice]

[redcinemareel]

Never truer words spoken, my dear! Although the execution had it's kinks. Then again, like kinks.

[Voice]

[thatched]

Lady you are a kink. What's boatin' in your float of the woods?

[Voice]

[redcinemareel]

That's supposed to be a secret~! [Giggles softly.]

Only the cold and calm waters. I'm sure they won't stay calm for long, if I have my way.

Is your float boating well? [She's not good at these sea metaphors.]

[Voice]

[thatched]

Nothin's a secret with your cute face. [he's blowing a kiss at you sort of. His aim may be off]

Baah calm waters won't get you nowhere. Gotta make 'em waves.... and my float is... I dunno. I'm floating but if we talk about this too much more I'mna have to escuze myself for a piss. Hope you don' mind.

[Voice]

[redcinemareel]

You'll make me blush~ with your sweet words! [She'll catch that kiss soon enough. That wily thing.]

Ah, is that so? Well then! Let me talk to you about how lovely this water shimmers, how the waves rock so gently.

[She's isn't sorry, Thatch.]

[Action]

[grandlineswag]

[It didn't take him as long as he thought it would to find the man. Luckily, few people on the island were quite that tall, so he stood out pretty well. Crocodile stopped a short distance from him, raising an eyebrow and letting out a long drag from his cigar.]

Disgraceful. Are you finished making a spectacle of yourself?

[Action]

[thatched]

Crocobaby~! In the flesh~!

Here gimmie a hug, ya big bastard!

[and he's lurching over to do just that]

Re: [Action]

[grandlineswag]

Let's not.

[He turns his body to sand, letting Thatch's arms pass right through him.]

I was going to ask you about the business we discussed, but I can see I've come at a bad time.

[Action]

[thatched]

Not really.

[pivots to lay a hand on Croc's shoulder and starts to suck the power right out of him. Gotta love that damn fruit]

We can still go.

[it's dangerous but he's not worried. Naah]

Re: [Action]

[grandlineswag]

[Crocodile reacts as if a snake had bit him, his hand darting over to grab the shorter man's wrist and pry it off him.]

Starting it in a crowded area? How bold.

voice;

[wantsarobotgarden]

So you have lost your pants? That's not good.

voice;

[thatched]

Didn' lose 'em. They wouldn' give'm back. They were cute as hell though. [burp] Who're you?

voice;

[wantsarobotgarden]

I'm Finnian and why didn't they want to give you back your pants? I thought those would be very important.

voice;

[thatched]

Why d'ya think? Why do women always liketa take man's pants?

Hi, Thatch. 'M Finnan

voice;

[wantsarobotgarden]

I don't actually know why. It's why I asked.

[voice]

[donthithimintheballs]

Good words, I suppose.

How much you been drinkin', bub?

[He might be wandering now, sniffing about for the guy. He might be looking, maybe.]

[voice]

[thatched]

...[he counts on his fingers a bit before dropping his hand] Forget. You?

[voice]

[donthithimintheballs]

[Yeah, he's looking around for you Thatch. Not that he wasn't already out and about. He's got a bottle with him.]

That many, huh? Mmm, not sure myself. My body keep repairin' the damage. Far too sober right now. Where ya at?

[voice]

[thatched]

Somewhere beyond gone. Don't wake me I'm done. [long sloshing sound] Lemme tell ya, Lolo if women have your pants make shuure you gettum back before you go wanderin' out... My legs're cold and they're too damn longer than anyone elses.

[voice]

[donthithimintheballs]

[he snorted at that.] I meant your location, ass.

The length of your damn pants shouldn't matter, considering you wear em short anyhow.

[You might here an occasional sniff on the journal. Where ya at, Thatchboy.]

Voice

[fierybluebird]

Do I need to come carry you home?

Voice

[thatched]

No.

[petulant]

I'mma grownass dead man. I can takecarea myself, pretty bird.

Voice

[fierybluebird]

Only grownass dead men who keep themselves at home get to call me that sexy-butt.

Voice

[thatched]

Hey! I can go whereverI want, bitty pird! Don't order me around!

[staggers along the street]

Oceann knows beginng of world
Ocean has a lotta pretty fish
Gonna find me a mermaid girl
Gonna bubble annnd take a piss

daa da daa da dadadadadada DAH

[a yelp and a sudden clatter. A faint groan and after a moment]

G'ddamn stairs.

Voice

[fierybluebird]

Buddy?

It sounds like I should really come get you.