sentryslinger | Vacationing

[With the chaos both on and off the battlefield, Engineer doesn't get as much time to relax as he'd like, either. He's happy to take in the view and enjoy the serenity around them, though he does look to the clouds that are rolling in on the horizon- they're not blocking the sun yet, but it won't be long before they do.

He's not bothering watching his pole, though he notices Spy is.]

A watched pot never boils, Spy.

Zhat ees entirely untrue.

[But he understood the sentiment, trying to look elsewhere. Fortunately he was easily distracted, watching some dragonflies skimming the surface of the water without leaving any ripples.]

Maybe zhe fish are still sleeping.

They might be. The rain oughtta wake 'em up, though.

[ He glares up at the sky, silently scolding it for possibly getting him wet. ]

Ees rain good or bad for fishing? Will zhey all just run away and hide?

Rain can be good. The ones it'll be bad for is us, since we're out here.

So long as zhere ees not lightning.

[ He hates lightning. It's not only electricity shooting out of the sky, it starts fires. Another thing he hates. ]

We definitely won't be out here if it looks like a storm. A little rain won't kill us, though. Just leave us real wet.

Well good. I do not like lightning.

[ The tip of his fishing rod bends ever so slightly and he snaps to attention, staring at it. ]

[It catches Engineer's attention, too.]

Looks like you might have somethin'. Grab your rod and start reelin' it in- not too fast, but not too slow.

So zhe idea ees to not scare eet away?

[He holds the rod firmly, starting to reel it in, the rod starts bending again, apparently whatever is at the end of it isn't too pleased that their snack had a hook in it.]

Yeah. You'll want to pull against it and lure it in. Make it think it's got a chance.

Toy wez eet zhen?

[How very Spy-like. Maybe he will enjoy this. He pulls the rod back a little bit, reeling it in slowly. As it gets closer to the boat there's some turmoil in the water from something shiny and silver at the end of his line.]

That's right.

[He leans over to take a look.]

Almost there. You're doin' great.

[Spy cracks a smile, pleased with himself. Closer and closer the fish gets, until he can actually pull the fish out of the water and onto the bottom of the boat, flopping around at the end of his hook.]

I did eet!

[He is so happy with himself. The fish, however; is not, trying to flip out of the boat.]

Good job, partner!

[He reaches under the seat and empties the beers out of the bucket, scooping up some water from over the side of the boat and depositing the fish into it.]

Not a bad size, either. A little small, but a catch is a catch.

He has spots.

[The shiny spotted fish swims round and round in the small space making little splashes, not much happier about that.]

Hush you, you are going to be delicious.

Sure is, assumin' we don't let him go for something bigger later.

[He grabs a beer and turns back to his rod, as patient as ever.]

Now you get more bait and do it again. It ain't so hard, is it?

I see.

[He rolls up his sleeves, cringing as he pries the hook out of the fish's mouth, ready to try again. Of course that means he needs another worm. And he still doesn't really want to touch those. He stalls by watching the very few other people who are awake sitting on the shore in chairs to enjoy what's left of the sun before the clouds cover it up.]

[While Spy looks to the shore, Engineer looks to the clouds again- they're rolling in faster than he thought they would, but they still should have an hour or so. Leave it to rain to ruin his peace and quiet.]

You said you didn't like lightning. Had a bad experience with it?

I do not like electricity. Also lightning causes fires.

[Which wouldn't be much of a problem when they were sitting in the middle of a lake, but still made him nervous. Peering into the bucket with the worms he makes a disgusted face, gingerly pulling one of the horrid wriggling creatures out of its depths. It starts squirming and he promptly drops it on the planks of the boat.]

[Engineer picks up the worm for him with his Gunslinger, offering it back to Spy.]

I'm guessin' that comes from that shield some of those Snipers carry?

[He takes it back, biting the tip of his tongue as he swallows his pride and dignity and skewers it on the hook.]

Zhat too. But I told you, I fell eento an electric fence.

[And that was entirely discounting how much metal is in him now.]

At least you've got yourself a reason to stay on your guard.

[He smiles as Spy finally manages to bait his own hook, grinning harder to himself.]

And to stay invisible.

[He sends his hook and worm sailing away from the boat, landing slightly further than the first time with a soft plunk.]

[He watches Spy's cast off before turning back to his rod, still smiling.]

Thanks for comin' out here with me, Spy.

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