[Sean is... the word disoriented comes to mind, but there's a lot more creative expletives that go along with it. His mind is mostly profanity at the moment. Also confusing because what the actual fuck is he wearing? No, that's not the point. The point is that...
He's on a boat. He's on boat. Everybody's looking at him... And they're really short. Nice mustaches though.
He straightens up, wobbling slightly, looking a little green even though he manages not to hurl all over the decks. (Fort 18) Which might be because he doesn't know when the last time he ate was.]
Hey.
[He raises a hand slightly, before he gets distracted by the weird suit he's rocking -- he has wings? What? Still not the point, Sean.] So, uh, what's going on, guys?
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He's on a boat. He's on boat. Everybody's looking at him... And they're really short. Nice mustaches though.
He straightens up, wobbling slightly, looking a little green even though he manages not to hurl all over the decks. (Fort 18) Which might be because he doesn't know when the last time he ate was.]
Hey.
[He raises a hand slightly, before he gets distracted by the weird suit he's rocking -- he has wings? What? Still not the point, Sean.] So, uh, what's going on, guys?