Oh, you scoundrels! I will not let you take this ship! You are very ugly things! I have made many new friends, and I refuse to hand over their lives to you!
[EXPLOSIONS. Wall has his rocket launcher back! He is delighted. Wall has boarded up in one of the bars on deck eight, blasting to bits any pirate that happens to round the corner. His strategy seems rather effective, except... well, he has to run out of rockets sometime.
Like right now.]
I... I am running low on rockets! I do not suppose anyone has a spare PG-7VL lying around...!?
[OOC;; Wall uses an
RPG-7 with
PG-7VLs as ammunition, scaled down to fit his furry size! D'aw.]