11th Partridge [Action/Voice]

[my_yoke_broke]

[Action-y Stuff]

[What a nice, warm day! The birds are a-chirpin', the sun is a-shinin', and everything's calm and casual again.

Perfect. :)

The tree man starts the day by looking left, looking right, and then frolicking to a watering hole created between two large rocks, at the river. He's always preferred them--less chance to be bumped into by

Comments

[justicereigns]

Well... I like stacking rocks. [Smoker's hobbies make no sense, yes.]

And I guess sitting in water would kind of make sense for you.

[my_yoke_broke]

... Stackin' rocks is pretty weird. But I guess it's all point of view, right?

And of course sitting in water is nice! Nothin' like a place to cool down on a hot day~!

[justicereigns]

I guess. It's to practice balance.

If you say so. I can't imagine doing that.

[my_yoke_broke]

Oh, I getcha'! You a gymnast or something?

[justicereigns]

... The hell?

[Yeah... no... not so much.]

[my_yoke_broke]

Yanno! How gymnasts balance a lot, and stuff!

[justicereigns]

[...]

Tch... not like that.

[my_yoke_broke]

Oh! Then you're a... uh. Construction worker!!!

[justicereigns]

I'm a marine.

[my_yoke_broke]

A what-now?

[justicereigns]

Soldier... on the ocean or stationed near it. I work for justice and hunt pirates.

[He misses this being second nature for everyone to know.]

[my_yoke_broke]

Oh, wow, then I guess I get balance there! You gotta be a pretty good fighter and stuff, to catch... pirates, you said? They're like criminals, right?

[justicereigns]

Yes. They're criminals.

[So grumpy sounding.]

[my_yoke_broke]

Oh. What do they do, exactly?

[So oblivious sounding.]

[justicereigns]

Maraud.

[As if this explains everything. Because someone who doesn't know what a pirate is clearly would know what that word means.]

Steal, attack ships and ports, general mayhem, that sort of bullshit.

[my_yoke_broke]

W-wow.

That's... really impolite of 'em.