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HeistWhakanoFaustusBanter1
- WhakanoBanterAFaustus
- Whakano, the Barber: How are things aboard your ship, sir?
- WhakanoBanterAFaustusReply
- Faustus, the Fence: The Marylene? Oh, you know... Get a bunch of men in a small space and there's bound to be bickering and brawling. The ol' lashing arm's been getting a good workout, I must say.
- WhakanoBanterAFaustusTwo
- Whakano, the Barber: Do they mind you spending all this time here, sir?
- WhakanoBanterAFaustusReplyTwo
- Faustus, the Fence: Well they don't exactly know I'm here, per se, but I imagine, rapscallions that they are, they savour any time where the man-in-charge is absent. In my day, we'd tie up the first mate, break into the swill, and see who could down the most before passing out or dying.
- WhakanoBanterAFaustusThree
- Whakano, the Barber: You must've met the lash when your captain came back, eh?
- WhakanoBanterAFaustusReplyThree
- Faustus, the Fence: Oh, no. No no no. Most of us came from good, Innocence-fearing families. The captain knew that raising a hand to us would put him in hot water back home. We got away with murder, really. No, really, a few of the boys beat a galley slave to death. Barely got a talking to. Nowadays, of course, Admiral Darnaw lets damn-near anyone join the ranks. Horrible policy. I do enjoy doling out the punishments, though.