[With a somewhat inadvertant swoosh of his cape, Vincent immediately turns back to the tree he had been examining, and begins to pluck low-hanging chicken legs from it. Not for himself, of course. The smell had ruined his appitite. More like for the sharklady back within the MANTA office.
...Not that chicken happened to be of a shark's usual diet. He can't help but wonder as he tosses each leg into a nearby basket if it'd cause issues for her 200 growing children. Probably. Probably not. A thought that is dismissed at what the other man says.]
...?
[Weapons? His gaze follows where Emet-Selch's lies, and his eyebrows furrow. He can spy something tucked within the branches of the tree. Not exactly hanging, but propped where a particuarly large branch forks from the trunk. At first glance, it looks like nothing more than a rack of ribs. But upon closer inspection... It's a certain shape. Yes. That's a shield. There's other things, too. Gigantic joints of meat that resemble clubs. Sharpened, protruding bones with meat still attached that would suggest swords.
And...
Oh. That's a gun made from chicken bones, all right. The question is, what does it fire? Nuggets?
sorry! I just assumed emet was being fabulous in his furs hahaha
[With a somewhat inadvertant swoosh of his cape, Vincent immediately turns back to the tree he had been examining, and begins to pluck low-hanging chicken legs from it. Not for himself, of course. The smell had ruined his appitite. More like for the sharklady back within the MANTA office.
...Not that chicken happened to be of a shark's usual diet. He can't help but wonder as he tosses each leg into a nearby basket if it'd cause issues for her 200 growing children. Probably. Probably not. A thought that is dismissed at what the other man says.]
...?
[Weapons? His gaze follows where Emet-Selch's lies, and his eyebrows furrow. He can spy something tucked within the branches of the tree. Not exactly hanging, but propped where a particuarly large branch forks from the trunk. At first glance, it looks like nothing more than a rack of ribs. But upon closer inspection... It's a certain shape. Yes. That's a shield. There's other things, too. Gigantic joints of meat that resemble clubs. Sharpened, protruding bones with meat still attached that would suggest swords.
And...
Oh. That's a gun made from chicken bones, all right. The question is, what does it fire? Nuggets?
...Ridiculous.]
Hmph. Someone's been busy.
[Surely they didn't grow like this... right?]