Pirates! Booty! Sea-shanties!
…complete lack of personal hygiene.
“Alright,” he said, sighing and staring at the rowdy bunch that was busy swarming onto the dock. “Anyone speak pirate around here? Want to help– hey you, yes you, put that case back down that doesn’t belong to you!”
Glaring at the pirate in question, he wasn’t entirely surprised when the guy drew his pistol and started threatening him with it. “Seriously?” he sighed. “Anyone have any–”
He never finished his sentence. The pirate fired, and the bullet carved a scratch in his brand new armour. “Alright, you know what? Negotiations are over,” Tony hissed, powered up his repulsor to a non-lethal setting, and knocked the pirate back into the water. “And get a bath!” he yelled after him.
okay, the pirates really weren’t her first choice. especially considering her extent of knowledge on the subject came from movies. it wasn’t as though krypton had pirates, after all. then again, they didn’t have the dinosaurs or romans either, but given the stench emitting from the ship – dinosaurs and romans sounded rather appealing. it was only due to her sensitive hearing that kara heard the man on the dock as she flew above. “speak... pirate? do they have their own language?” she muttered, fully aware that he likely couldn’t hear her in return at the distance.
yet as she looked down and saw the small scuffle, kara flew downward toward the ship, her hand raised in greeting as she called out a bit louder, “hey there! need some help? i was going to look at the portal but can’t really have these guys shoot –” her sentence cut off at the sudden impact of a cannonball to her stomach as she neared close to the ship. on one hand, it was fortunate that supergirl was particularly durable – but that didn’t make it fun. only falling back a bit, she carried the cannonball, feeling as though the wind had been knocked out of her. finally landing on deck, she set it down. “i’m going to.. melt their canons. any ideas how to fix.. all the rest of this mess?”