.... If I blow his pretty little face off?
I totally seeing this go down...
Ok, so, Zeph is there with his brother, Zachary-Donovan. but he does know
that they are brothers.
Enjoy my lil skit!
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Walking down the deck of the Scarlet Sea Phantom, Captain Zeph stumbles upon some banter amongst the crew. Wanting to share in their laughs and merriment, he walks over, leans in and places hands on the shoulder of two of his fellow sea bandits. The crowd saw Zeph from the moment he approached, and those sitting on crates and those standing all hushed their voices and rose suspicion in their captain. "What be this? Something be to funny that me ears can't listen in on?"
"It ain't be that, Cap'n," One crewmate replied after much hesitation. The rest of the crew exchanges raspy whispers. "We just know ye ain't inclined
to favor what we be jesting 'bout."
This made Zeph's face turn sour but he was quick to calm his nerves and smile even. "I ain't be inclined
, eh?" He looks around to find a willing pig in the crowd to squeal for him. He laid eyes on one of his masterful crewmates who could never tell him a lie, his first mate Kamau, "Ye thar, Kam, me matey."
Immediately, Kamau knew where this was going and made a heavy sigh bellow out of his chest. The whispers grew more rampant. "Aye, Cap'n?"
"Tell me know, what here be so funny that I may not be so inclined
to jest 'bout?" He glared at the crewmate who spoke those very words and he looked away, scratching the back his head.
"Well, Cap'n..." He shrugged, "I grant ye it ain't be no secret that ye don't be in favor of this notion...." He continued, treading lightly with his approach, "The crew be just joking about how ye and Zack-D look alike, be all."
"This again?!" He pushed some aside with a temper rising, "Where be this little shit you think looks like me? That base bilge rat ye dare put into the same sentence with me?" He pulled out his pistol and glared around the deck.
One crewmate, lanky and dirty and looking to cause trouble, spoke out with a gap-toothed grin, "He be tendin' to the mizzen mast, Cap'n."
When Zeph stomped over to the location of his potential next victim, he was followed close by his first mate. Kamau's voice rumbled the planks as did his heavy stride, trying to protest against Zeph's intent, "Cap'n, I beseech ye, Zack ain't the one to place blame on for this."
"Aye, but he be the source of such treachery of the tongue by me crew." He finds Zachary, tending faithfully to the mast as the captain was informed. Zeph grabs Zack by the neck and pulls him back. Zachary gasped out of surprise and fear as he meets sights with the end of a barrel of Zeph's pistol.
"Ahh! Captain, I–" He shudders and swallows deeply. "Please, sir, if I didn't tie the lines right, I will! I–"
"That ain't be why I hold a gun to ye head, mate!" He smiled cynically cheery. Something about having the upper hand in this situation delighted him.
Zackary couldn't do anything else but plea, "Then please, please let me know what I did wrong to get a gun to me head..."
Zeph leans in, and whispers words that terrify Zackary, "Ever consider yer lil' face be the bane of my very nerves?" He then threw his head back and exclaimed, "I ask ye one thing, ye filthy dogs, will he still look like me.... if I blow his pretty little face off?!"
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Those who do
read this, I applaud you!
Art, Characters © The-EggNog-Factory
(I forget where I got the texture from. I'm horrible ;_; )
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