Shipshape and bristol fashion [for vicioussweetie]
*The captain is chucking tomatoes.
Not in the traditional sense, you understand - he is acting more in a supervisory capacity while a barrel of rather suspect and furry-looking tomatoes are being tipped overboard into the bay. His hawkish nose wrinkles in disgust at the smell, lip curling. Yet another side effect of being short-staffed. Mr Binks, the quartermaster, has been remiss in his duty. He has to recruit a new crew soon, or risk not having one at all...*
Not in the traditional sense, you understand - he is acting more in a supervisory capacity while a barrel of rather suspect and furry-looking tomatoes are being tipped overboard into the bay. His hawkish nose wrinkles in disgust at the smell, lip curling. Yet another side effect of being short-staffed. Mr Binks, the quartermaster, has been remiss in his duty. He has to recruit a new crew soon, or risk not having one at all...*