*a rather charming looking fellow in slacks and a sweater strolls along the beach in bare feet, shoes dangling from one hand, eying Elton's fishing with hand held up to shade his eyes* Caught anything, Mr Pope?
((May I just say: Phrowwww. And an additional: Whoa mama.))
Father! As a matter of fact, I have...
*glances over to him before opening the cooler near his feet. A grey blue eel looking creature's tail flops out. Elton puts the pole between his knees and uses the end of the net to push it back in*
Not a clue what it is. I hope it's edible, or I'll feel bad that I kept it.
*gestures to the other cooler behind him*
I've got a few more drinks in that one. Help yourself.
((I KNOW RIGHT. PHROWWWW INDEED. I knew he had a good looking thing going, but curls? *Fans self*))
*eyes the cooler cautiously and smiles* Going to cook it up and give it a go, or find a book of ichthyology before trying it? *looks at the other cooler* You don't mind?
You still use books in your time, Father? I'm a little surprised. But, yeah, who knows it might poison me or... live even when cooked. You never know with these alien creatures.
And why would I mind if I invited you to help yourself?
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Father! As a matter of fact, I have...
*glances over to him before opening the cooler near his feet. A grey blue eel looking creature's tail flops out. Elton puts the pole between his knees and uses the end of the net to push it back in*
Not a clue what it is. I hope it's edible, or I'll feel bad that I kept it.
*gestures to the other cooler behind him*
I've got a few more drinks in that one. Help yourself.
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*eyes the cooler cautiously and smiles* Going to cook it up and give it a go, or find a book of ichthyology before trying it? *looks at the other cooler* You don't mind?
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And why would I mind if I invited you to help yourself?
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