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Post by Ragetti on Sept 1, 2006 0:13:57 GMT -5
Rags sat there quietly through most of the stitching. Sitting and keeping his tail wrapped with the other pirates. Occasionally he'd give Pintel a quick squeeze and smiled at him softly. Trying to not watch the stitching with his good eye too much.
Wasn't that he was a wuss 'bout it. It was just it reminded him of all the times he'd been hurt. With a sigh he took a big gulp from the whiskey bottle; let out a harsh breath and passed it to Pintel as the stitching came to a close.
"Tha's only iffa ah dun cut em off meself fiost." He gave both the other critters a sly grin and pulled his dagger free from his jacket again. The rusty sharp blade glinted in the light of the room and gave a few jabs. "Fink ah'm jus' th'rioght height fer it too!" Jab! Jab! and then with a snort - he stabbed the bed beside him.
Pirates. Oye!
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