[ Jim's not exactly having the time of his life here. It's not even the sea or the ships, he might've even enjoyed some of it if this were part of some theme park or adventure, but it's the fact that he's stranded fuck knows where with no one he knows and no way to get back or even contact home that's getting to him the most.
Doing these tasks feels like a waste of precious time, but he hasn't found a way to sneak his way out of them yet. He definitely doesn't want to be thrown into the brig for being confrontational, so for the time being that means helping along in whatever way he can.
He probably should have considered that sewing anything would be a terrible mistake. But anyway.
It's the second time someone yells at him today for letting go of the sail, and he groans and rolls his eyes, ready to yell back at whoever it is, only for that irritation to dissipate when he looks down and immediately recognizes the guy in the blue shirt below. ]
Bones! [ Grinning wide and laughing, he starts to climb down, with the perfect excuse of grabbing that said. ]
I never thought I'd be this happy to have you yell at me.
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Doing these tasks feels like a waste of precious time, but he hasn't found a way to sneak his way out of them yet. He definitely doesn't want to be thrown into the brig for being confrontational, so for the time being that means helping along in whatever way he can.
He probably should have considered that sewing anything would be a terrible mistake. But anyway.
It's the second time someone yells at him today for letting go of the sail, and he groans and rolls his eyes, ready to yell back at whoever it is, only for that irritation to dissipate when he looks down and immediately recognizes the guy in the blue shirt below. ]
Bones! [ Grinning wide and laughing, he starts to climb down, with the perfect excuse of grabbing that said. ]
I never thought I'd be this happy to have you yell at me.