[From the vegetable patch outside of Joe's kitchen, one might hear a stream of angry curses accompanied by the cawing of crows and the occasional dull thud of a large blunt object. A closer inspection would find Joe himself brandishing a shovel and fighting off a swarm of birds from his garden. On a spit over a fire is a sharksheep, the proposed
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For a moment he pauses, raising an eyebrow and looking back and forth from the guy to the crows, and then spotting something roasting over the fire. Something that smells pretty good, actually, and is obviously not for birds.]
Uh. Could you use a little help with the pest problem? Cause I'm not an exterminator or anything, but I might have a solution.
[He's gonna ask before he just starts freezing birds, though. Just in case.]
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They ain't gonna stop lad, but yer welcome to try whatever you want.
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[And now that he's got the okay, Bobby stops worrying about ducking incoming crows, and instead turns his attention towards freezing them. The next bird that swoops close to him gets itself with a nice ice coating, and Bobby catches it when it starts to fall to the ground.]
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[Joe grins. Even he's got to admit that Bobby's little ice trick was pretty damn awesome.]
Have at 'em, lad!
[Not to be left out, Joe raises his shovel for thwacking any that come his way. He'll pluck them and stew them if he has to.]
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Could probably use the target practice.
[He moves on to the next bird, freezing any that come too close. It's almost like target practice back in the Danger Room - if his targets were birds instead of incoming missiles, and his training partner was a guy with a shovel instead of one of the other X-men. But close enough.]
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By all means lad, go for it.
[Provided Bobby doesn't mind Joe still taking a swing every now and then. For the most part he'll just be picking up frozen birds.]
M'names Joe. I run the kitchens here.
[And you are?]
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Bobby. I, uh. Make bird popsicles?
[...yeah, he's real useful.]
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That's a hell of a trick y'got there, Bobby. Can you do anythin' else?
[C'mon kid. Joe wants to see more!]
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[And because he kind of can't resist showing off, he pauses in freezing the birds to form a baseball bat out of ice.]
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...Would that thing last if I had a go with it?
[Please please please please please 83]
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Yeah! It'll be cold, but it's all yours.
[He holds out the bat, offering it to Joe.]
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Oh I like this.
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I'm glad! Don't worry about it breaking, it should be just as strong as the real thing.
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