Week 2

[scurveydog]

Hain’t got much ta say preliminary wise, just hope ye lot ain’t the right lot of bastards ye usually are. It be a fine day here, nary a cloud in the sky and a nice nor-easterly breeze bringin’ the promise ‘o Fall so I’m gonna go ahead and answer two questions this time around. Aye, two. Don’t go jumpin’ out yer nappies now, it’ll be a riot. Barred still, acourse to Flynn Rider and that no account brat Conan Edogawa.

But afore all that bit…

Weather

North: Still cold. Gettin’ colder by any rekonin. Freezin’ rain fer th’ better part ‘o the week. Followin’ after, clear skies and west by north west winds.

East: Bright ‘n breezy all week. Expect nothin’ more’n a star shower in th’ Great Ring on Thursday evenin’ when th’ moons at her height. Great time fer luck.

West: Rain lettin’ up, fog settin’ in. Ye’ll be lucky if ye can see yer hand in fronta yer faces most days. Should clear out by Saturday, but make sure ta listen for warnin’ bells.

South: Bit ‘o a heatwave goin on down there. Temps reachin’ about 38 degrees c (98 f) if not more.

News

Ye big idiots. What in bloody blue blazing balls are ye doin’ down in Yuezhong? That place has been in a right state an’ has issued a call to the Navy fer it. Yer lucky they hain’t sendin’ out their own army after ye! That certainly got the white’n’grey’s attention though cuz they’re sendin’ a small fleet down th’ Western Current to take care ‘o ye lot. Be careful and I’d run it rather then fight it. Ye don’t want to end up caught by the Navy, and certainly not live long enough for ‘em to clap you in chains and haul you off to—well –never you mind. Just don’t is what I’m sayin’.

Down below, waters be stirrin’ mates. Somethin’ is happenin’ that I only felt once before. Got an idea ‘o what it means, but I can’t be sure, can’t be sure. Whatever it is, it be stirrin’ th’ devils ‘o the deep so watch out fer monsters. They’ll rise like leviathans and break you in two w’out even a thought.



That be that for now. Two questions and from two separate people. So stow all yer whinin’ les you wanna pay for it. This old Dog is too generous to you lot and no mistake.

[and not too much later]

Any swab from the Shepard Crew be banned from question askin' til the turn 'o th' year.

Comments

[tantiny]

But-! [ ... ]

[ ..... ]

[ ???? ]

[ ...Why does he count every single questions? Why aren't there exceptions to the rule? ]

[ What did he do!? ]

Why would-why do you-? What does-?!

[ Pieces that should fit together aren't and it's causing his temper to flare-maybe he should just go back to the runes. As it is, he just reverts back to his usual state insulting people's intelligence when he's irritated. ]

Oh, that's good advice- "Go talk to the less intelligent."

[scurveydog]

Oh spare me. It's the genius of the age! It'll be a cold day in hell afore brats like yerself get an answer from me.

[tantiny]

There's no such thing. It's just a pathetic attempt of a religious society to convince other people to do as they say. [ Which, actually probably isn't true of every world, but it is so of his and he is just too mad to care right now. ]

And it's 'before' not 'afore.' 'Afore' just sounds uneducated.

[scurveydog]

Let me put it to ye clear, then, since ye seem to wish ta follow th' pedantic route 'o assumin another's intelligence is purely based on words.

Ye've got a ban til the turn 'o the year, and if ye keep it up, it'll extend to yer crew and all.

[tantiny]

[ Just. Rolling his eyes. He's aware no one can see but he really doesn't care. all this means is that he can't ask a question directly, but he has a few tricks up his sleeve to get around it. ]

[ Harsh words sit behind his teeth as his silently fumes-wanting to say something but having no desire to drag anyone else down with him. Stop. Calm down. Breathe. Think. ]

[ What Would Holmes Do? ]

[ Find answers on his own. This would hardly be a deterrent for the master himself and so Shinichi mustn't let it deter him on any level. ]

Interesting that you only allow a certain amount of questions and take anything with a question mark as a question-despite the fact it may be rhetorical. I don't know, I'm half convinced already you aren't trying to help at all but actively trying to set us against each other.

[scurveydog]

Right.

[tantiny]

[ No words. No cheek this time. Just the the distinct sound of Conan's head thunking heavily on a wooden surface. ]

[carptricks]

[HE IS GOING TO SHAKE YOU CONAN]

[PICK YOU UP AND SHAKE YOU!11 >(!]

. . .

Thanks, kid.

[tantiny]

But I didn't do anything!

[ No. He's seriously confused. This is starting to hurt his head and he's going to try curling up with A Study in Scarlet. ]

[carptricks]

Kid. . . when someone tells you to be quiet or he's gonna punish your entire crew, being quiet is usually a pretty good idea.

[PURPOSEFULLY CALLING HIM KID TOO. . . never let it be said that Kaito isn't a brat as well]

[tantiny]

But- [ It doesn't help that he actually sounds like a little kid as he's making no effort to use the cold and calculating he normally aims for. ] I let it go! I didn't say anything else about the way he talks.

...

[ ... ]

...I... don't think?

[carptricks]

I don't think it's just a matter of insulting his speech, but talking back to him in general.

[tantiny]

but that's- [ REALLY difficult for someone that has to always have the last word. You don't understand. ]

[ ...Or maybe you do. ]

....

[ Meanwhile, another few heavy thunks sound as Conan beats his head on a wooden surface. ]

[carptricks]

[. . . well that doesn't sound good]

Oi oi. Don't hurt yourself.

[tantiny]

I'm. Fine. [ Just in a really bad mood that seems to be getting worse by the minute. Where is his Sherlock Holmes collection? He needs it. ]

But this place is about to drive me insane. [ Another Thunk! ]

[carptricks]

[. . . Kudo. . .]

Adaptation is a life skill, y'know.