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Look ou' mateys! Brace yerselves! Incoming!!
*The cannonball flies past and knocks his hat off*
Wha--? Ye bleedin' turtle-brained Idjit! Ye knocked off me bleedin' hat! Thats it now ye pile of seagull droppings, yer in fer a world o' pain says I!
Ready th' cannons 'n fire at that bleedin' ship!! Pistols at th' ready men! *Goes to pick up his hat, swooshes it round and places it back on his head* Now I be mad!
--Kestrel--
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