[FIN] Misuse

[Shaddaling]

"Mmhm, you could do so..." Oliver hedged out, uncertain as he eyed Clancy. He didn't look like a serious bodybuilder. And perhaps he should have kept his mouth shut in how to adjust the weights but then, he didn't need get on a machine and wrench something because he didn't know how to check and change the weight.  

[Gwennythe]

Unfortunately for Clancy, the weight on this machine had been set higher than on the previous. Unfortunately, also, Clancy's pride, now, prevented him from admitting such and changing the weights at all.

So now, although he was using the machine correctly, he was definitely struggling with more than he should be trying to lift.

"Piece o' cake..." Clancy muttered, somewhat strained.  

[Shaddaling]

"You are going to give yourself a hernia. Stop." Oliver said, letting the weight fall back and left his machine moving over to Clancy. "I'll fix it for you, before you end up popping your guts through your belly button."  

[Gwennythe]

"No I ain't!" Insisted Clancy, though he did stop, under the pretense of stopping just to argue with Oliver.
"Any'ow whatd'ya care? Wot you gettin' outta this? Don't expect me t' bloody owe y' none just 'cuz ya know how t' fiddle 'bout with the bloomin' weight machines..."  

[Shaddaling]

Oliver snorted, reaching back to change the weight resistance. "Not having people go, why didn't you stop him before he did this?" He answered, stepping back. "And why would I expect you to owe me one?"

He tipped his head. "And maybe I don't want to listen to anyone b***h and moan if they do manage to give themselves a hernia, or deal with the circus afterwards." Clancy seemed like the type that would howl.  

[Gwennythe]

Clancy snorted and grumbled to himself, but seemed to be having a hard time coming up with a counter to those explanations. They were a viewpoint that he could rather understand, after all, if their positions had been reversed.

"Well I ain't gonna give m'self one any'ow so you don't 'ave to bloody worry 'bout that..."  

[Shaddaling]

Oliver waited, fighting the urge to tap his foot as Clancy thought it over. He snorted and went back to his machine. "That is still to be seen," he drawled out. "... And it's Oliver."  

[Gwennythe]

"It's... Oliver?" Clancy sounded skeptical as he eyed the machine slowly; the machine's name was- Oh! It was an introduction.

"Oliver. A'right then, mate. Mayhap I'll call ya 'Twisty', eh? 'M Clancy. Codename, Eel."  

[Shaddaling]

"My codename is Slick, and no, you are certainly not going to call me Twisty." Oliver said, lip curling slightly in disgust. Nope, certainly not. Though if that was an Oliver Twist reference, Clancy might not be as stupid as he acted. At least he hadn't called him Ollie.  

[Gwennythe]

"Slick? As in... Oil slick? Did you go an' pick that 'cuz y'r names bloody 'Oliver'? 'Oh, I'm 'Oli' which is three letters that make oil, so I'll call m'self 'Slick'!" Mocked the man with Eel for a codename.  

[Shaddaling]

"Says the man who named himself after a phallic symbol," Oliver snarked back.  

[Gwennythe]

"A phallic symbol? Wot the blazes y' on 'bout? I named m'self aft' a bloody fish, ya silly git..." Clancy looked kind of amused at Oliver's snark, though perhaps hadn't entirely understood it.  

[Shaddaling]

Oliver snorted, cracking a slight smile. "If you can't put it together then I certainly shouldn't be explaining it to you." He drawled.  

[Gwennythe]

Clancy frowned at that and paused in all he was doing, doing nothing for a long moment but looking at Oliver curiously, before he seemed to have some kind of revelation that made him pull a face and lean a little away from him.

"Well 'at's all well an' good, mate, an' 'm not one t' judge, but y' keep y'r fetishes t' y'self, yeah? Ain't really conversation material..." He turned back to the machine, and then added as the thought struck him "Oh, and y' can keep 'way from Mirc'- 's m' fish; she ain't interested and it'll be a bloody darn lot safer f'r y'... body parts."  

[Shaddaling]

Oliver paused, snorted and slid back slightly, hand over his face as he choked on laughter. This, this was the most ridiculous conversation he had ever had.