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Fifteen men on a dead man's chest!
Cutlass or pistol?
What is the name of your pirate ship?
Where is your secret pirate base?
What kind of loot do you prefer?
What do you and your crew prefer to be called?
Parrot or monkey?
Your capable first matefei_angeli_bei
Your bumbling cabin boy with a heart of goldborninflame
The aloof, yet honorable, pirate with a mysterious pastthe_hybrid_mun
Is always the first one into the frayfutureofthefae
Is the naval officer who ruthlessly pursues your shiptam_the_mun
Is the comical pirate who is always drunk on grogpixiemun
Is currently in Davy Jones's lockerborninflame
The amount of money you make as a pirate$148,216
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Ahh, Haesia, you beautiful woman, you.

Honestly, thank you. I can't thank you enough. I owe you, gorgeous. ~hugs~

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grateful grateful
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Well, not only did I meet a pretty pair last night, but Cyrus stopped by. Granted, I turned in not too long after I was seduced (seduced, I tell you. Talk about beautiful, both of them) into telling the truth... ~chuckles~

I have a hammock now. Thank you, Haesia, was it? And no, I didn't fall out. ~smirks~

Ah, and Cyrus. Dear Cyrus. I missed you, too, you bloody bird. ~purr~ Though, I am still on the sore side, so I suppose I'm off to fix myself up.

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Mmmhmmm, I was right. Can't sleep in a still bed. ~sighs~ Damnit. And bloody hell.

Oh well. I'll pass out from exhaustion sooner or later. ~smirks~ I did meet a very interesting man. Called me a sick bastard. ~laughs~ I'm flattered, really.

Well, I'm off to amuse myself until said exhaustion sinks in.

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amused amused
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It's done. I left my one true love. Gods, but I miss her already. Her worn railings, scuffed decks, billowing sails... I feel like a child that's just left home for the first time. I guess I am, really... I grew up with her, and now... now it's time for me to go out on my own.

It's so quiet here, and still. I keep finding myself ready to yell something to the crew, and then I realize, I don't have a crew anymore. I get up and wonder why the ground feels so strange beneath me... I'm certain I'm not going to be able to sleep in a bed that doesn't sway.

So why did I leave? Why did I hand her over? Because that's the way it's always been done. She's a wonderful mistress, but she never lets you stay. Not for as long as you'd like. And, well... after that last battle, when I almost lost my head along with everything else, it really hit me... if I lose much more, that's it. I'm done. Not just with her, either. So, this way, I'm young, I have the energy and the will, I can do just about anything I want... except clap. Or do a jig...~snickers~

This is just going to take a lot of getting used to...
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lonely lonely
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