JungleTheSinOfSloth
Lord of Altera
<Watch, you get pleasure in blood on freshly cleaned decks.
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Feeling slightly bad for the guy who scrambled backward for possibly his life, as well as some sense of immunity yo bring the captain's child, he put his foot into the metal bucket and threw it up into his hands. With really little time to think, he lobbed the bucket for the man's head, but it ended up bouncing off the tall man's bare waist area and clattering to the deck. Cymic's eyes widened as he realized his mistake, and he gulped almost cartoon-like as he felt his heart in his throat. The towering man, probably about six feet, and then some, slowly turned towards the boy in rags, looking intent on pursuing, Rob trying to shoot Cym a look of gratitude, as he probably saved his life. Those crates looked heavy. The quartermaster stood, sitting on some steps with a faint smirk, arms crossed, clipboard held to his torso as if amused. Cymic let out under his breath, ".. Uhhh.."
< Turn around and run.
< Grab the mop.
< Other?
< Shout random things at the man in an attempt to confuse him, then kick him in right below the belt.