The Buccaneers Bay

[jammi]

John had been conspicuously missing from the Bay over the last few days. Rumours were circulating he was off on a pub crawl around the entirety of Trafalgar with Tony Bush and getting absolutely smashed. General opinion was they'd finish their tour at the Bay.

Sure enough the was a bang from the door (which always seemed to stick for John) and the pair staggered in, singing some obscure song about being the wolves of the sea. John wobbled to the middle of the room, before blinking a few time and raising the bottle of what looked like sludge above his head.

"S'time for, shelebrashun's!" He hickupped a few times before continuing, the smell of booze rolling off him like some kind of evil fog. "We's got the biggun! Killed the d'stroyer!" He tried to undo the popper on his pocket but missed and ended up groping at empty space. On the second attempt he got the pocket open and dragged out a roll of paper.

Unrolling the poster, it showed a guncam shot of a Rogue 'Scylla' Destroyer, the RD-Stonehenge going up, escape pods bursting out to space from all over the stricken hulk. "Shcore one d'stroyer for the King!" He roared. Some of the Prospects clapped to humour him. He followed up his little speech with a triumphant slur of, "drinmks on me!" This time there was a wall of applause and whistling.

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