“Deck?” They ventured, confused as fuck. They’d only been docked for about five minutes - the sails were still unfurled and the wheel unlocked - and yet it seemed they’d already attracted undue attention. That seemed to happening far too often on this world.
“I think th’ word y’ looking for is deck–…“
❛ that was gonna be my next guess. yep, was right on the tip of my chin. ❜
ASK ANYONE under government employ: the president loves a new toy, even if it isn’t quite his. this one isn’t what he’s used to seeing, lacks the chrome finish and immaculate glasswork, but he’s excited regardless, taking in the pale spates of canvas blocking out the sky.
❛ man, they sure don’t make ‘em like they used to. you guys sing chanteys and stuff? ❜
the seats looked to be highly uncomfortable, she thus entertains the thought of disregarding his offer. that, however, could be constructed as disrespectful gesture, no matter how much the ingrained SeeD instincts screamed otherwise … she takes the seat, back straight, palms flattened on her lap.
“…”
a brief but questioning glance is turned towards president loire before she drops it, shaking her head. [ coffee breath ?? uh huh. ]
“CONTINUE?”
NOT EXACTLY a warm one, is she? he doesn’t take her clipped manner personally — seldom ever does, really — but he has to wonder if he’s done something to arouse her ire. hardly the first time someone knew they didn’t care for his company within the initial five minutes. he hums off-tune a second, gaze tilting for the terminal. fruitless.
❛ ——okay! so, what do you say to a man-eating
plant that just got its driving licence? ❜
It’s a vague answer, perhaps, and not entirely helpful but Kael doesn’t seem all too entirely interested. He’ll wait until he knows just what it is that’s being asked of him before he lets up the defense just a tad.
“ Can I, er, help you or something—? ”
❛ well, yeah! if you have the time, i mean. don’t let me keep you if you’re busy, but——. ❜
THE CLINK OF dog tags shifting along their chain as he scans the skyline is a sound gone unnoticed to himself, as always, a constant white noise to his day-to-day life.
❛ i’d kinda like to get to the timber maniacs building. i used to work for them so i thought i’d drop by, see how things are, y’know? ❜
