Flip A Switch

[Flynn Rider]

“This rascal bothering you luv?” "Oh, this guy is nothing but trouble, Silver... Look out for this guy."

"Oh, come on you two! This is ridiculous!" Flynn pouted as he rubbed his ribs gingerly. It didn't hurt, but he wanted her to feel bad for him. It was definitely a treat to see her this happy; life had certainly thrown them some loops since their arrival here in Africa. Fortunately, those loops hadn't separated Eugene and Rapunzel too much. His smile quickly returning, Flynn stood proudly chest puffed out. 

"Just because the most dashing and daring rogue in all of Corona stands here before you doesn't mean I'm here to steal anything. Those days are far behind me. Besides, last time I wanted a castle, I got chased around the kingdom by an unusually-motivated horse. I think my gig here is pretty nice in comparison."

Honestly, it really was. Flynn Rider was a really good thief, and being responsible for thief-proofing the camp's more valuable areas was a nice exercise in using his skills. It wasn't the only thing he did; scout missions, messenger jobs, and other small tasks kept him on his toes and out in the world. But he always made sure to come by and find Blondie when he was in camp.

Eugene took another bite out of his apple. "Anyways, can this rascal get a bowl o' soup?...Or honestly whatever you're serving, I could just use some food." Leaning on a barrel, the ex-rogue tried to look smooth and cool, looking over to Rapunzel. "How's medic work going, Blondie? The cub keeping you busy?"

John Silver   Rapunzel  Jim Hawkins

[John Silver]

"Anyways, can this rascal get a bowl o' soup?...Or honestly whatever you're serving, I could just use some food."

Silver smirks before moving to the stove ladling some of his stew. “It’s stew, laddie” he corrects with another smirk. “One fer you” he pushes the bowl into Flynn’s hand, before handing the second bowl to Dash. “Not sure how many calories are in this but will this do fer now?” His brow raises over his flesh eye questioning the young super. He turns to Jim now “you just gonna stand there Jimbo or are you going to have some of my famous stew as well? You never did tell me how it tastes?”

Tagging: Flynn Rider , Jim Hawkins

[Rapunzel]

She decided to take a seat on a nearby stool, smoothing out her pants as if they were a skirt out of habit. Rapunzel didn't need to immediately go back to the medic tent, so she didn't think there was any harm in spending some time with Eugene and everyone here.

"Shani does keep me busy, but it's not so bad," Rapunzel then couldn't help but grimace, "Imelda though...?"

The skeletal matriarch was always a very tough task master. Oh, she was never cruel, not by a long shot. But her lessons could be grueling at times. Even though they had grown to understand each other better over the last few weeks, there was always going to be a little friction. Imelda was a very tough woman, accustomed to facing adversity with a stiff back. While Rapunzel tended to wilt like the flower she was. However, they'd managed to develop a sort of balance between their different temperaments and have grown close as friends.

Silver's stew smelled really good, the savory aroma wafting about even in the wide open space of the tent. Rapunzel grinned and held up her hand and waved slightly, "Can I have some too? It smells really good!"

[John Silver]

"Can I have some too? It smells really good!"

"Aye, course ya can" Silver says turning from Jim now and grabs another bowl in which he pours the stew into then hands to Rapunzel with a friendly smile. He then returns to stirring the stew some more, keeping it fresh with the odd spice or two. "So, ye fancy Flynn over there i take it?" the ursid hums, his back turned to the group, unable to see their reaction to his question