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Post by Jack Sparrow on Oct 12, 2004 0:36:04 GMT -5
::Jack blinked and snickered as pillows began to fly, he caught a few, juggled them a bit then tossed them through the air. ::
::Then she was blocking his path. He smirked at her. She played into his hand so easily it was almost silly. Jack grinned at her:: "On the contrary luv....I think it might exceptionally easy to get past you......"
::If he learned anything it was that Tobbs somehow melted if kissed correctly. It really was very amusing and somehow interesting....and he was patient...unlike Tobbs...who seemed to flare up at a moments notice. For an instant he felt a upsurge of pity for his crew....::
::Which passed in a few seconds and he leaned towards Tobbs, closing off all space between the two of them, and giving her very little in the way of breathing room.::
"Ye know luv....ye keep forgettin' I'm Captain Jack Sparrow....an' I don't lose....ever....an' I want out of this room.....so...if the only way is through you..then...."
::He lowered his head to hers, so close...so close...and he let his lips rest on hers a second; not kissing her just touching them...then he kissed her, teasingly, taunting her...daring her... then her neck....to her collarbone and the crook of her neck..and up again. He touched his lips with his finger once and stared at her a long moment::
::And he kissed her again possesivly this time, and he didn't pull back. He'd let her do that. She'd have to be the one to give up first::#nosmileys
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Post by Evelyn on Oct 12, 2004 0:48:58 GMT -5
Evelyn looked to Eric as he spoke but lifted a brow at his now excessive yawning. "Well honestly Eric mate...if ye want ta go..." but before she could finish her sentence she heard a loud thump and looked down to Eric. "Eric?" Evelyn asked, prodding him with her foot. He remained silent. "Eric?!" Eve began, her voice a bit panicked and she stumbled off the barrel and kneeled down next to him.
She cradled his head in her lap. "Bloody 'ell Eric wake up!" She cried at him, slapping at his face gently. Her eyes danced gently over his features. "Eric mate...I TOLD ye ta just go ta bed." She smiled down at him as his eyes began to flutter open. Her curls fell over his face slightly and she flipped them over her shoulder. "C'mon mate, ye need yer rest." Evelyn stated, attempting to stand and taking his hand, helping him up.
" I wan' ye down in the cabin, savvy?" She pulled a few of her curls back, looked over her shoulder at the island, and shrugged. Most of the crew was back now, and she figured Tobbs and Jack knew what they were doing. Evelyn looked to Eric in a scolding way as he made to swoop her up in his arms, and instead grasped his waist. "I'm not a bloody invalid Eric..." she said in complete seriousness. It had begun to bug her that she was being treated like such a weakling, and it wasn't a familiar feeling for her.
So, stubbornly, she insisted she hobble along with him. With one arm around his back and the other upon him stomach, she used him for leverage as they made their way down to their cabin. THEIR cabin...no longer ones, nor the others, but theirs. Entering, it was already feeling like home and she ran a hand through her hair and insisted he get into bed before her, he was indeed, the most tired out of the two, apparently.
A soft smile crossed her lips as she unbottuned his shirt for him and she looked up at him. "NOW ye can go ahead an' unbutton yer shirt Eric." She said slyly, kissing his lips tenderly and closing her eyes. Peeling the shirt off, she tossed it onto an empty chair. Her eyes slowly beginning to close on her as well as the sleepiness became almost too much for her to bear.
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Oct 12, 2004 1:01:17 GMT -5
*Tobbs eyed him carefully as he said it'd be easy. Well, she'd TRY to be challenging...although he was pretty good...alright darn good....but feh, she couldn't stay focused on how good he was, she needed to stay on top of things...*
*Then the space was gone, and he was suddenly VERY close. Which would have once made her entirely comfortable. But she was getting to love it now. So it wasn't as bad as one might assume....with Jack, she didn't care if theyd be tied together as close as possible. But still...it made tingles run through ehr spine and her mind somewhat need a second to catch a hold of itself.*
*When he spoke, and she could feel his breath tingling the back of her neck, almost caressing its way to her, she blinked again. Lately, blinking seemed to help. Well, she hoped it did....and as much as she said she could stand in his way, she honestly didn't know HOW she was going to be able to do this. He knew how to push the buttons...and thats just what he started doing...*
*And he did so really great. As if he'd mastered the art of making her completely out of control. Which stunk. Because she could've just let herself lean against the door behind ehr to prevent any type of swooning in the moment. The only thing that really kept her from keeping from just sinking into his hold was the fact that she'd not give up in a game. And this, was a game.*
*So, as she tried to keep a strand or two of self control, she barely managed to hang on when he kissed her as the finale of the kisses. And it was hard to keep control. Like, really hard. But she had to, she knew she did. So, daring herself not to pull back, daring herself not to give in, she kissed back as much as she could....*
*Buta las, he'd done it. She had to pull back. So she did slightly, biting her lip soflty and closing ehr eyes, as if contemplating what to do next. She couldn't let him leave. Nope, not like this. Not right now. Definitely not. So, what to do....what to do...*
"Ya know...the only reason i pulled back, wasso we wouldn't kill eachother from lack of breath..."
*Good excuse, possibly the truth, but she'd opened her eyes by now, staring back into his with that full challenge again, removing the space she'd caused when she pulled back, and trying to figure out just how she'd get ehrself out of this corner. She was trapped right now, being against the wall with him right before her. She had to move...somehow...*
"Ya know...I know you might not be so 'appy on the idea of losing...but Jack..."
*She said, whispering now into his ear, letting her own breath caress the side of his neck, just as he had done. She could have a plan, or she could be going off of the moment. It didnt matter now.*
"Those natives weren't the ONLY ones 'o'd do anything ta win..."
*She let her eyes gaze again into his with a mischevious glimmer in them. Her hand had already slid into his as she had whispered, and by now she was already pressing against him more and more to try and coax him to start moving back....inch by inch it seemed to work, and just to keep him distracted, she began kissing his neck, and up to his cheek, and then focusing mainly on just his lips, rather passionately, and just enough breaks in between to allow a quick breath before she cut it off.*
* She just had to get him far enough along....there was the edge of that bed thing again...just a foot away now...she brought his hand she held up to her shirt, resting it just where the first button began to try and focus his attention again on buttons, as she'd tried last time with some success....almost there....and woot, she had him just in reach of the bed thingie. Pulling back a bit, she smirked again, eying him carefully, plotting too....*
"Cap'n Jack Sparrow, eh?"
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Post by Eric Jackson on Oct 12, 2004 1:02:04 GMT -5
*Eric was in such a deep, dreamless sleep that as Evelyn began to yell at him and poke him with her foot he didn't even notice. He only laid there, silent and unmoving. After a minute or two he felt his head being propped up and someone was slapping at his face. His eyes fluttered open. He glanced around and realized he'd fallen onto the floor asleep, taking the term "hit the deck" to a whole new level.
He grabbed her hand and rose groggily, not really wanting to leave her side to go back to the cabins. But he knew if he stayed up on deck he'd just fall asleep again. He noticed she was standing and he frowned at this, attempting to scoop her up but she gave him a scolding look and quickly grabbed his waist, keeping him from doing so. He simply sighed and nodded, too tired now to argue.
As they made their way back to their cabin he sat down on the edge of the bed, his whole body feeling heavy and his eyelids drooped. He glanced up at Evelyn as she unbuttoned his shirt and he laughed softly. As she kissed him tenderly and tossed his shirt aside he found himself growing slightly pissed with himself for being so damn tired.* Its really not fair, you tempting me like this. *He grinned and slowly he pulled away and laid down beneath the covers, figuring they'd have pleanty of moments in the future. He closed his eyes but didn't want her to leave him.* Will you stay in here, Evy? *He asked in a soft whisper, inching closer to the wall so she'd have pleanty of space if she laid down again. His blonde hair fell in his face as he rolled on his side again but he just left it as he took a deep breath, struggling to stay awake just long enough to see if she'd stay here or go back up on deck.*
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Oct 12, 2004 1:10:59 GMT -5
::Jack smirked inwardly. Interesting....he allowed himself to be moved again. knowing Tobbs was somehow getting a kick outta this:
::He raised an eyebrow and smiled at her, amused by her confidence in this. He knew he was right near the bed again and somehow that made him all the more amused::
::Jack grinned broadly and nodded:: "Aye...that'll be Captain Jack Sparrow to ye luv...." ::and quite without any warning he bent and swooped her up in his arms, twirled once on the spot and deposited her on the bed, landing her in the position he had been eariler.::
::He tilted his head to one side as if examining a puzzle:: "Funny ol' world isn't it?" He asked and bent down, kissing her neck once more.:: "In fact.....I'm rather enjoyin' this luv...let's just stay here....."
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Post by Carver Brothers on Oct 12, 2004 1:18:38 GMT -5
*Michael had some feeling of relief. As much as he'd keep on loving her, he'd really dislike the notion of fighting for love form one that was most doubtedly lost...*
*He returned her embrace and sighed, pulling away to watch her carefully, listening to her as she undid her sash and boots and sat down on the bed. He watched her with care, with interest, with worry almost. He loved her, he knew it. And he wanted to take away her heart so much.,...but he knew not how...or by what power he could help...*
"Whatever you can give me, I will cherish forever Selina...."
*He walked over to her taking her hands in his again and pondering.*
"Of course I'll stay with you....I think it'd serve the best remedy for me..."
*Releasing his hold, he slowly took off his boots and undid his belt and effects, carefully taking off the shirt whose neck area seemed pretty soaked. Placing it in a free washbin to remove all the blood, he watched it for a few seconds, running the wet rag over the back of his neck once or twice, just enough, and then turning back to Selina.*
*When he lay down beside her, laying on his side with an arm wrapped about her waist as he kept himself close to her, almost against her, loving every minute of the feeling by her side. Another sigh, this time content, slowly faded as he watched Selina, stroking her cheek a bit as he watched her.*
"Good night for now, Selina...as it really is turning out...to be one..."
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Oct 12, 2004 2:06:12 GMT -5
*Tobbs tried studying Jack. He seemed too fine with the whole of the situation...too easily moved, too easily aware of what she COULD be doing...she studied his eyes for a bit, searching for an answer...*
*But all he had to do was speak and she was swept off her feet...literally speaking too.*
*In but a second as it seemed, just as she was registering his words for some kind of hint to what he was thinking, she was in one instant in his arms, and then on the bed, similarly laying just how Jack had been in all but a few mintues or so before hand. She furrowed her brows. He'd known what she was doing then, eh? Used her own plan against her, did he? Well, she STILL wasn't about to give up.*
*She knew Jack was determined as equally as she, no doubt. And she knew he'd not give up. But that's why their games were such a challenge. Either party wouldn't be beaten. And that was definitely proved on her part.*
*Watching him in return, she rolled her eyes at the said 'funny ol' world' and let her smirk slip into smile, tensing up a bit more when he kissed her neck.*
*But the thing that made her tense up a bit noticeably was when he'd seemed to just give in. Stay here? That meant not sleeping, most doubtedly. And at the rate they were going, she judged they'd not be hauling gold either. In a flash everything from the night they both lost their control flooded back into her mind, making her simply want to forget about the game and quit delaying things any further. But she had to think clearly. As hard as it could be, she had to keep from being distracted.*
*Her thoughts went immediately back to what Jack had said. It had seemed too easy, that he simply just gave up like that. She knew Jack was as determined as she was....maybe he was using it to make her tense up more than she already was, or easily let her control slip to him, as it was already on the brink of doing so. Or maybe he just didnt think she'd been seriously contemplating staying here and NOT sleeping. That made her smirk inwardly.*
*Well, she needed to keep from seeming suprised. So she eyed him carefully, giving him an 'oh really' smirk and keeping still, trying to make things get tenser, and tenser, and tenser. And finally, when she judged time was perfect, which was all but a few seconds after he'd spoken, she let some of her control slip more, trying to use some kind of way of suprise for her side.*
*Grabbing him by the shirt, she pulled him as close as he could get to her, keeping her lips occupied by his neck and his own lips as she tossed away weapons on the floor. Letting the kissing mode continue its course, she moved her legs up by his sides to remove her boots and toss them over on the fancy carpets too, as boots weren't as comfy as no boots when it came to comfy furniture. That's all she focused on removing for now. She was honestly too absorbed in kissing him to really care. Maybe a bit too much control was lsot...she didn't know for sure.*
*But just in case, and just to tease, she pulled away, reaching over and grabbing a wine filled golden goblet type cup that sat among a few others on a serving tray just sitting on a table beside the furniture. Taking a quick drink herself, she dipped her finger in it and playfully traced Jack's lips with it, wondering how far she could push him until he himself lost control. But her finger was pulled back to, and she placed the goblet down with a raise of the brow. All a matter of time before either one of them gave in or lost control...just whom it was was the game.*
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Oct 12, 2004 12:00:51 GMT -5
::Jack laughed, amused by Tobbs' apparent playfulness in this matter. He smirked at her, then took her hands in his, holding her still a moment::
::He eyed her a while, considering her. Then he smiled and kissed her cheek:: "Ye have to be one of the most impatient people I've ever met, luv..."
::Jack kissed her again and smiled:: "An' who exactly is losing control, then?" He asked with amusment. "I think I'm going to win this particular game luv...."
::But he held her closer and ran a hand through her hair. He kissed her head once more, in attempts to relax her a little:: "yer a funny one, Victoria...."
::Then as if thinking aheada bit he added:: "Ye know I feel bad for the crew...."
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Mark Andrews
Councellor/First Mate
Forgiveness is between you and God. It's my job to arrange the meeting.
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Post by Mark Andrews on Oct 12, 2004 22:17:01 GMT -5
Mark woke up to the sound of birds...he would not miss those damn birds that was a certainty. He rose from his bed. He had a small smile on his face...because he finally got to sleep on something soft, and secondly he was about to go home and put all this behind him. He got up and caught a sight of himself in a mirror.
"Good God! No wonder no one wants to talk to you."
He said. His shirt was in shreds...it had blood all over it....and his pants were more like shorts now. He searched the ship for his bag. After a time he found it and changed into some fresh clothes. He then went out on deck and climbed up in the crows nest. Evy would kill him if she came out and saw him. He laughed to himself and looked out over the ocean and then over the beach...he was waiting for the others to arrive...the sooner the better. He picked up the spy glass and looked out over the ocean. He could see a small shark coasting just off shore. He smirked at it.
"Just my luck we'll get underway and somehow I will manage to fall overboard and you will eat me...well I wouldn't let you have the satisfaction you bloody bastard! Heh heh"
He laughed as he yelled it to the large fish. He was in better spirits now that he didn't have to worry about his life the whole time. He used to be a good pirate....didn't care if he lived or died. But this trip had changed him... He supposed it was also the thought of his mother...He didn't want to leave her alone. Besides with the money he'd looted he'd be able to get the best help for her. He looked out over the beach once more and spied a monkey.
"Let us just hope my trip doesn't end how it began."
He voiced to the air as he pulled out his pistol. He began to shine his weapons...they were looking rather crutty. He took great pride in the weapons he made...they reflected him. He shined them and whistled a tune....a tune of older happier times. It was the tune his father would whistle when he was boy at night by the fire in their home when he would whittle away at a small chunk of wood. When he was done it was a toy gun for little Mark. And so that is how he came across his first gun...He smiled fondley at the memory and continued his polishing.
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Oct 12, 2004 22:34:42 GMT -5
*Tobbs smiled proudly at the acknowledged title, knowing full well she could possibly be the most impatient person..ever...*
*She smiled and rose her brow, eying him and wishing she'd kept more control over herself as well.*
"Win? You'll be beggin' for mercy by the end of this..."
*Closing her eyes as he ran a hand through her hair, she blinked when he said feel sorry for the crew....then she was thrown back into the game, realizing he was slowly relaxing and feeling a bit of tension slip awat in him. Not good. She was trying to push him, not be pushed. *
*So she stretched her arms out, in turn releasing them from his grasp, and scooped them around his shoulders, pushing him to the rihgt with one leg and pulling with the other, as she'd done that last time in the more wrestling competition in the jungle. Now she was above him again, which for some reason felt like she gained some manner of control back.*
*Inching down closer to him as she slid her hands from his shoulders to his chest, where she rested ehr head, she pondered the question again.*
"Why feel bad?...they've got gold ta focus on now...or is it something else than waiting?"
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Oct 12, 2004 22:43:29 GMT -5
::Jack quirked an eyebrow. A plan beginning to take shape in the back of his evil plotting mind. It was clever so fun....:::
"Win? You'll be beggin' for mercy by the end of this..."
::Jack's eyes grew suddenly serious. A trick he'd learned as a boy. He could act. And he would abuse that talent to no end::
"No luv, it's not that..." His voice was unexpectedly sober. "But....what'll the crew think? I might loose the Pearl, luv......the crew might think I'm growing soft...ye know?"
::He sat up suddenly and then looked at her with a face of complete stone:: "We can't do this luv. We can't do this.....I can't deal with another mutiny....lost me the Pearl before. I can't loose it again...I'm sorry...."
::He was of course simply trying to win this game...and he had a feeling he'd get slapped across the face once his plot was uncovered. He only wanted to prove a point. He'd win. PIRATE::
::Jack inwardly winced, not saying a word. She was gonna strangle him...he had this odd feeling he might not liveto see the Sea again if he didn't drop teh act soon....::
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Oct 12, 2004 23:27:32 GMT -5
*Tobbs' thoughts, feelings, everything, slammed to a halt as she watched jack's expression go from 'game face' to serious and solemness. Not good. She eyed him carefully, listening intently to all he said. And when he said sorry, her heart skipped a beat. A rush of nerves suddenly slapped her straight, and she thougth she knew what was next.*
*And when he said it, she was crushed. More in a mode of shock than being crushed, but that would dissolve soon enough. She couldn't believe what he was saying. And her expression clearly revealed that.*
*But for some reason, even though she wanted to scream and cry, or slap him or get herself smacked, or something just crazy, she didnt. She couldn't. She just scooted away from him slowly, sitting up and drawing her eyes away from him*
*She was afraid if she looked at him, she'd feel that pain. So she kept her eyes down. Sighed once, a long, sad, hurt sigh.*
*She knew the Pearl had been Jack's everything, and had thought that she could reign in some competition, but she told herself she'd never let the Pearl be lost for her sake, if it came to that. And now it was....she couldn't beliueve it, but it was. She wanted to lash out or something, but she couldn't. She just kept....oddly calm...and silent...*
"..."
*Still no words. She couldn't be weak now. How could she let this happen? She'd been weak, weak and let Jack in. How could she even THINK of doing that? She had to be dependent then now, be strong and don't break down, she told ehrself...*
*So, taking control of ehr emotions for as long as she could, she edged off to the other side of the bed thingie and stood, drawing her eyes on his reluctantly.*
"...I...I understand..."
*She let a fake small smile creep on her face as she tried to break things up.*
"Don' be sorry....if anything, it was all fun....was....was worth it..."
*Saying the latter, she blinked. Wow, it really was. She'd not have traded any time in the world for the time they'd just spent. Whcih made the fake smile crumble away, and she swept her eyes off of him again, glancing voer at the door.*
"Well....ahem....well now, I guess we best get that gold onto the Pearl...speakin' of 'er just reminded me..."
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Post by Evelyn on Oct 12, 2004 23:37:06 GMT -5
Evelyn looked to Eric as he told her it wasn't fair she tempted him like this. "Well...would ye rather I NOT take yer shirt off for ye then?" Evelyn asked with a sly grin, watching him as he went off to head under the sheets. It was clear that he was tired and wanted nothing more than to sleep and Evelyn sighed heavily, sitting back on her legs, resting her elbows upon the edge of the bed.
She held her head up with one hand and looked to Eric. Her eyes drooped slightly as she watched him back up against the wall, and she looked to the door, as if hoping to hear sounds that Tobbs and Jack were coming back onto the ship. As Eric spoke again Evelyn was a bit startled and looked to Eric with a slight jump. "Hm? Oh..." she sighed and ran a hand through her hair. She decided that there was no way that she could stay up ALL night waiting for them, but it was Eric that made her really lean towards staying.
"Oh...ye want me ta stay do ye?" she asked with a sly grin. "I dunno Eric...I'm a bit bloody restless, really...I might jus' end up wakin' ye up in the middle of the night with one of my bloody nightmares." Her eyes were a bit sad at this, knowing they still plauged her, but she shook it off.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Oct 12, 2004 23:38:59 GMT -5
::Jack watched Tobbs's reaction, felt himself tense and wondered if a good slap would be coming his way but oddly enough it didn't. Instead she'd gotten really silent....so dangerous::
::And he honestly couldn't stand it a second more. Really just couldn't. He didn't want to hurt her. He had just been playing and he'd figured she'd pick up on that.....but...::
::Jack's arm snapped out and he grabbed hold of her wrist....then drew her in towards him, a look of sincere apology on his face::
"I'm sorry luv....can't go on like this...being rather....sneaky about this wonderful little affair luv...so we're going to have to go back to the Pearl ..an'...I'm afraid we're going to have to announce that yer my lady now.....cause I won't have it any other way....want the whole bloody crew to know it......"
::He drew her in closer, closing the space that separated them and he kissed her. He was rather enjoying this. Amazing really how a kiss could melt a person. It was an apology, and a passionate kiss as well::
::When he finally drew away he looked at her with a smile:: "Ye know I won't leave ye Tobbs.....ye can count on that....an'.....Will keeps saying I'm a good man...so we'll trust the eunuch then...savvy?"
::He smiled at her and then raised an eyebrow.:: "Yer not going to slap me are ye?"
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Oct 12, 2004 23:59:27 GMT -5
*Tobbs blinked. Suddenly Jack had caught her wrist, and she saw the look on his face. It made her furrow her brows a bit. What in the...*
*And then, she understood. He'd not been serious. Relief washed over her like a tidal wave. It felt so bloody good she wanted to just faint from the whole affair. Her. Faint. Like..faint. Not a word in her books for some reason.*
*She listened to his words as if they were just flowing, not really comprehending exactly everything they said, but then completely understanding. It was a weird feeling. She was still in that state of astonishment, only this time it was since he hadn't been serious.*
*She blinked once. Blinked again. And then, he was kissing her, and she just let herself be drawn close, be kissed apologetically and passionately, which, as said before, Tobbs rather enjoyed. When he drew away, she told herself to stand up, stand still, and focus on keeping balance. She was honestly on the verge of just collapsing.*
*But his words rung in her mind, and his question on slapping made her come out of the dreamy state.*
*She suddenly smiled. It was a smile that showed total relief here. And she was happy again, but still a bit cautious. She felt like she might've jsut imagined it all...or maybe not...she wasn't that sure of anything really. But nonetheless, she was happy.*
"Slap ye...maybe when I'm feelin' more up to it...out of the daze..."
*She just gave up right then and there on keeping up independently. Instead, she leaned against him and rested her head, even more loving the feeling of being near him. She blinked again, this time to keep from letting any signs of those built up tears she'd been holding back before be seen. Looking up to him, and say a tad bity shakily, still half way dazed and halfway out of it.*
"Don' you EVER do that again...bloody pirates should NOT be actors..."
*She laughed a tad, still leaning against him and holding him close to her. She laughed a bit, then sighed, then was silent. Bloody pirates...*
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