( 'lo, behold! He is hit, he is targeted, man down — or, at the very least, crouching, as Hector dips in and recovers the fat and handsome bribe, opening it quizzically to reveal a modest sea of coins, a pair of buttons, far too many golden teeth and... prayer beads, for the heavens-lent among them.
Nodding helpfully, Hector shares the deep-dive view of his lucky winnings with his companions, because one man's trash may well prove to be their treasure. And he's never been bribed before, besides. It's always threats and torture with most people. )
Is... is this a large sum? ( Are they... flattered? Pleased? Should they be? He releases the purse in Zoro's hand with deliberate, theatrical negligence. And he murmurs: )
Gentlemen. ( This, to the flock of men who seem increasingly incensed as they wait out Hector's approval. Tick, tock, tick, tock. ) May I interest all of you in dropping down to your undergarments? Thank you.
( And a cutting side whisper, because if he is about to consign his good name to hell and take up the coat of a pervert, someone might as well know why: ) If this is a case of a shape-learning thing, it won't know to replicate what it hasn't seen.
( In other words, what to recreate under a sailor's clothes, the limbs and body parts that come with human anatomy.
Sadly, immune to this excellence of academic thinking, the line-up of sailors look utterly unconvinced, even as some grudgingly start to peel away their shirts. 'Ain't no weird sort, is he?' )
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( 'lo, behold! He is hit, he is targeted, man down — or, at the very least, crouching, as Hector dips in and recovers the fat and handsome bribe, opening it quizzically to reveal a modest sea of coins, a pair of buttons, far too many golden teeth and... prayer beads, for the heavens-lent among them.
Nodding helpfully, Hector shares the deep-dive view of his lucky winnings with his companions, because one man's trash may well prove to be their treasure. And he's never been bribed before, besides. It's always threats and torture with most people. )
Is... is this a large sum? ( Are they... flattered? Pleased? Should they be? He releases the purse in Zoro's hand with deliberate, theatrical negligence. And he murmurs: )
Gentlemen. ( This, to the flock of men who seem increasingly incensed as they wait out Hector's approval. Tick, tock, tick, tock. ) May I interest all of you in dropping down to your undergarments? Thank you.
( And a cutting side whisper, because if he is about to consign his good name to hell and take up the coat of a pervert, someone might as well know why: ) If this is a case of a shape-learning thing, it won't know to replicate what it hasn't seen.
( In other words, what to recreate under a sailor's clothes, the limbs and body parts that come with human anatomy.
Sadly, immune to this excellence of academic thinking, the line-up of sailors look utterly unconvinced, even as some grudgingly start to peel away their shirts. 'Ain't no weird sort, is he?' )