"Must've felt dirty. And no, I can clean these on my own."
"whatever floats your battleship"
he goes back to cleaning the inner working of his rifle which hasn't been used in a while due to not being able to afford ammunition
he goes back to cleaning the inner working of his rifle which hasn't been used in a while due to not being able to afford ammunition
“Vat is hot? Me? Or ze guy over there. Or...” Yeah, she’s gonna ramble.
((ramble away))
"i'm not hot i'm pretty cold"
gosh darnit shade?
gosh darnit shade?
handsome fellow cleaning out your. 'barrels'" she made air quotes to emphasize the accidental innuendo
"Good heavens, please stop it's almost impossible for me to keep my composure."
Revenge was as red as a tomato.
Revenge was as red as a tomato.
"i do not follow"
he just keeps cleaning his weapon as he lets out a curse as one key part of his gun was completely rusted beyond recovery and he didn't have the cash to buy a replacement part
he just keeps cleaning his weapon as he lets out a curse as one key part of his gun was completely rusted beyond recovery and he didn't have the cash to buy a replacement part
Hanks smiles and points to a door off the right side of the bar "we have gun parts in there if you would like"
Revenge lost it once again. She had to excuse herself.
“It is not ze first time I’ve had my cannons swabbed out.” Yes, she was missing the joke this time.
"what is her deal?"
he shrugs confused and heads to the indicated area to go get a new firing pin
he shrugs confused and heads to the indicated area to go get a new firing pin
she yanked them both aside and explained the jike, in detail, with lots of creative hand gestures7
“Can I go back to my drawing board now? I’m trying to design self-cleaning cannons.”
"that makes the joke even better" she as now losing it
“Deploying scuttle charges.” Unfortunately, the charges were a bunch of duds.
"bismarck i can clean you barrels now"
he reassembeled his rifle the last weapon he got from his great grandfather as he slings it back into a holster on his back
he reassembeled his rifle the last weapon he got from his great grandfather as he slings it back into a holster on his back
Revenge came back inside a moment later, and a smile was evident on her face. "I'm surprised Bismarck doesn't understand."
"what am i missing you people are making zero sense here"
"use protection. like, gloves. not the." she fell on the floor wheezing from holding in laughter*
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