homeless, but with a place in mind.

[sully]

Now just listen here for one damn minute, kid. I know you're all raring to go and you want to jump in feet first, but just-- slow down, will you? You're as bad as Nate. Here I am, as close as I'm ever going to get to retired, and you're wanting me to go play babysitter. On a giant turtle.

Hey, don't give me that look. I'm just saying.

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[storm_warning]

Hey, not all of us need babysitting, grandpa.

[sully]

Whoa now, slow down a second. Who says I was including you in that group, Miss...?

[Hey, she's legal. If there's one wagon he'll never fall off, it's his ability to be a charming rogue when he needs to be. Still, his tone stays perfectly respectful and it's not like he's out to invade her personal space. He does lean against [SOME AMORPHOUS DEAR-MUN TYPE LEANING SURFACE] with a cigar, though.]

[storm_warning]

Munroe. [Her arms are crossed loosely over her chest.] Ororo Munroe. [Yes, she did that on purpose. SHAKEN, NOT STIRRED. Blame television.] I'm one of the turtlebound, so it's your turn to explain how that doesn't include me.

[deloro]

Oh come on, Sully, I'm not that bad! Really.

[Old fart! Is Nate ever glad to see you around here.]

[assworthsaving]

[Because that sure wasn't him you were talking about. Nope.]

Play babysitter to who, exactly? If I recall correctly it's you who usually needs to be looked after and rescued, princess.

[sully]

Really.

[Total Sully deadpan, Nate. And he's just going to give you the most judgeyingest look ever. Yes that's totally a word. Shh.]

[sully]

Whatdya call the last twenty years, Nate?

[Punk. Sully's smiling just the tiniest bit, though.]

And if I'm a princess, what the hell do you think that makes you?

[actually he has no idea. his only experiences with royalty involved the Spanish infanta and whoo boy that was a doozy.]

[assworthsaving]

Experience?

[That's what he's speaking from. Okay, so maybe deliberately negating all the times Sully bailed his ass out of jail. It's not the same as being Sullynapped!]

Well. [He shrugs.] If I'm constantly rescuing you then I guess that makes me your knight in shining armor.

[youhavebeenflynned]

Yeah, what in the world is your mun thinking, dragging your old and slow ass around hm?

You're too old to be a baby sitter anyway, you're more like grandpa. [Smirks]

[deloro]

Hey, at least we're not dead?

[If you start waving a cane and yelling about kids on your lawn, he's gonna laaaaugh.]

[tearsinnajar]

But who babysits the babysitter?

[sully]

[a bit of a chuckle.]

And thank God for small favours, eh?

[sully]

[Sully just gives him that patently old suffering look of a Fond Parental Figure Pretending he's Less Than Fond.]

You know, some times I think I liked you better when you were this tall.

[He swipes a hand off at about mid-chest.]

[sully]

That would be the lovely Elena Fisher, of course.

[And oh, she gets a courtly bow and a kissed hand because reasons.]

[sully]

Has nobody taught you manners yet, kid?

[YEAH HE MAD. Or at least arm-foldy. Which... amounts to the same thing with Sully, let's be real.]

[tearsinnajar]

You admit it and you lay on the flattery? You're winning some points today.

[assworthsaving]

[He smiles at that, briefly remembering the good times despite the difficulty early on.]

Uh-huh. Only because it got you more dates.

[sully]

Can you blame a guy for knowing when he's beat?

[Bit of a grin.]

[sully]

C'est la vie, huh kid?

[Have an affectionate shoulder-bump, Nate.]

[assworthsaving]

Oh, you'll always have your barmaids. Just promise me you'll stop using them as reputable sources.

[Like the one in Lisbon with the supposedly 'hot tip' about that castle. There are some things he will forever hold over your head, Sully. Even if Drake is just as bad.]

[sully]

Hey, Montenegro worked in our favour, didn't it?

[Sunken pirate treasure trumps hot tips about castles, Nate, and you know it.]

[assworthsaving]

[He holds his hands up in mock defeat.]

All right, all right. I'll give you that one. But only that one. And even then you really just got lucky.

[Then again Ulcinj did have quite the reputation in the pre-medieval period. So it might've been more than just luck- but he's not correcting himself. It was still pretty damn sketchy.]

[sully]

[Sully takes his cigar out of his mouth specifically to point at Nate.]

Bosnia.

[If getting shot at across half a country and finding a body in a nineteenth century steamer trunk could be called lucky.

But that corpse had been wearing a key to a very special treasure box straight out of Tsarist Russia. So. Beggars, choosers. That whole routine. It'd been enough to stay afloat for a few months when they were both a lot younger than they are now.

Funny to think those had been the simple times in their respective lives. You know, no cities filled with hallucinogenics, crazy power-mad men (or women) and only a few pirates. Jaunt in the park, really.]

[tearsinnajar]

I knew I liked you, Sully.

[sully]

It wasn't just my dashing good looks and roguish charm? Hmn, well, looks like I've got some self-improvement to do.

[And by self-improvement he probably means another cigar and a nice cold beer.]

So. Turtles, huh.