trial & error
"Ahhh well, no harm in askin'." The snake tittered. Though as a spear began to warp and form within the Sword's hands, James let his jaw drop comically, though his expression was one of proper awe. "Well fuck me. Ain't many around like you, mate. And I don't just mean all of this—" Vaguely, one multi-ringed and tattooed hand waved at Deimos, indicating his impressive form and presumably appearance.
Swallowing and for once keeping his mouth shut, the thief edged nearer, peering over into the water curiously. Deimos' example was text-book which of course made it look all too easy. "Scales, yeah. Know a bit about those." James said with a wink, before taking the spear. Trying to twirl it in his hands and nearly dropping it, he flashed the Sword an apologetic if not boisterous grin before perching himself on a rock and looking down into the water.
"Scales. And then sink it in quickly." He let the lascivious flavour of his accent marinate on the words for just a moment before shooting Deimos a grin and bouncing his eyebrows. Turning back, James waited.
Waited...
..and..!
Thrusting the spear, with no thought or accountability for the rest of his body, the snake followed the spear into the water. Floundering around like the fish he was after, James splashed and flailed, eventually raising his spear triumphantly. "Ah HAH!" He cackled, turning up to find that, instead of a fish on the end of his spear, he'd captured his own shoe.
Swallowing and for once keeping his mouth shut, the thief edged nearer, peering over into the water curiously. Deimos' example was text-book which of course made it look all too easy. "Scales, yeah. Know a bit about those." James said with a wink, before taking the spear. Trying to twirl it in his hands and nearly dropping it, he flashed the Sword an apologetic if not boisterous grin before perching himself on a rock and looking down into the water.
"Scales. And then sink it in quickly." He let the lascivious flavour of his accent marinate on the words for just a moment before shooting Deimos a grin and bouncing his eyebrows. Turning back, James waited.
Waited...
..and..!
Thrusting the spear, with no thought or accountability for the rest of his body, the snake followed the spear into the water. Floundering around like the fish he was after, James splashed and flailed, eventually raising his spear triumphantly. "Ah HAH!" He cackled, turning up to find that, instead of a fish on the end of his spear, he'd captured his own shoe.
but mostly error. like, a shitload of error
