Vacationing

[sentryslinger]

[Continuing this thread, in which Spy has convinced Engineer to spend a vacation with him. Fishing, fine dining, and some enemy bonding ensue.


Engineer steps into the elevator, hitting the button for their floor, pulling at his collar to loosen that next button.]

Hey, thanks again for the dinner and the suit. I'll have to put it to use some other time to justify your spendin' money on all this.

Comments

[not_onyourside]

Zhings zhat are not weapons?

[sentryslinger]

Sometimes.

[not_onyourside]

Mmm.

Well let us hope zhey do not look too closely at what you are doing zhen.

Eet would spoil all my vacation plans.

[sentryslinger]

And what plans are those?

[not_onyourside]

Zhe plan where we try zhis again sometime, but perhaps at zhe beach.

Or mountains. I have not yet decided.

[sentryslinger]

I think you'd like the mountains more. You usually wear less clothes when goin' to the beach.

[not_onyourside]

I did not say I was going to go een zhe water.

[He huffs a little, irked that Engineer could tell he didn't like to be without clothes.]

[sentryslinger]

You gonna lay out in the sand in that suit of yours?

[not_onyourside]

Perhaps.

What ees wrong wez a suit?

[sentryslinger]

Ain't nothin' wrong with it. Just seems to be defeatin' the purpose of the beach is all.

[not_onyourside]

I suppose.

Een any case I have not been to zhe beach since I was a teenager, so I would not know.

[sentryslinger]

Well, let's do the mountains next, then the beach. As you can imagine, sand and a hand like this just don't go together all that well.

[He wriggles his Gunslinger.]

[not_onyourside]

I would not zhink getting eet wet would be a good idea eizzer.

[sentryslinger]

Not unless I want to sink like a stone.

[not_onyourside]

You can take your arm off.

[Not that that's a pleasant thought, but at least it would encourage Engineer to be in a bathing suit.]

[sentryslinger]

I prefer not to do that too much. It is my arm, after all.

[not_onyourside]

But you made eet detachable.

[sentryslinger]

In case I needed to take it off. That doesn't mean I want to.

[not_onyourside]

I see.

[He doesn't.]

Een any case, we are discussing zhings to do years from now, instead of zhings to do at zhe present.

[sentryslinger]

[He finishes up his breakfast, rubbing at his eyes with a few fingers.]

And what is it you'd like to do at the present?

[not_onyourside]

I was zhinking of going for a walk. You had mentioned a movie. At some point I am going to try and get you into bed so zhat you can have a nap because I am sure you slept terribly last night.

[sentryslinger]

Tell you what: let's take a walk to the theater, see what's playin', then we'll go from there.

[not_onyourside]

Zhat sounds sensible.

[He stacks his empty plates back on the tray before going to root through his luggage.]

But first a shower. Ozzerwise I will be worzhless during zhe day.

[sentryslinger]

I'll go ahead and find somethin' to wear. Don't think I oughtta be goin' out like this, huh?

[not_onyourside]

Non. Zhat was only for me.

[And how he enjoyed it.]

You would scandalize everyone een town.