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<blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 6658481" data-attributes="member: 11146">[section][align=left]http://i59.tinypic.com/2emg5xk.jpg[/align]Kid's eyes slid over the gold chain affixed to the second button from the bottom of Barrington's waistcoat.&nbsp; The pocket watch, when Barrington extracted it, glittered merrily in the morning sun.&nbsp; Kid shuddered.A brown hand shot up and neatly captured Barrington's gold piece on its downward arc.&nbsp; Kid flipped the coin over the knuckles of his right hand, testing the coin's weight.&nbsp; He wanted to bite it, but his teeth hurt from chewing too much cane.&nbsp; &quot;Careful, cap'n.&nbsp; Don't venture 'neath the orlop.&nbsp; Sumthin's down there.&quot;&nbsp; Kid jerked his head, gesturing belowdecks.&nbsp; &quot;Cannons, eh?&nbsp; How many?&nbsp; You don't look like no Navy man, why you need 'em?&quot;Kid sidled around the mast, and bent down to pick up a tatty pack and a scimitar.&nbsp; He groaned when he bent over.&nbsp; The boy grimaced, straightened, and shook his head.&nbsp; He felt like vomiting, but there was nothing to come up but swill and bile, and he didn't want to burn his throat.&nbsp; The grog burned badly enough the first time down.&nbsp; Kid looped the metal handgrip of his scimitar through a length of rope, which he tied to the waist of his breeches.&nbsp; His worldly goods retrieved, Kid looked up expectantly at Barrington.&nbsp; &quot;What c'mission you offerin', cap'n?&quot;[/section]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="CanadienneBacon, post: 6658481, member: 11146"] [section][align=left]http://i59.tinypic.com/2emg5xk.jpg[/align]Kid's eyes slid over the gold chain affixed to the second button from the bottom of Barrington's waistcoat. The pocket watch, when Barrington extracted it, glittered merrily in the morning sun. Kid shuddered. A brown hand shot up and neatly captured Barrington's gold piece on its downward arc. Kid flipped the coin over the knuckles of his right hand, testing the coin's weight. He wanted to bite it, but his teeth hurt from chewing too much cane. [color=teal]"Careful, cap'n. Don't venture 'neath the orlop. Sumthin's down there."[/color] Kid jerked his head, gesturing belowdecks. [color=teal]"Cannons, eh? How many? You don't look like no Navy man, why you need 'em?"[/color] Kid sidled around the mast, and bent down to pick up a tatty pack and a scimitar. He groaned when he bent over. The boy grimaced, straightened, and shook his head. He felt like vomiting, but there was nothing to come up but swill and bile, and he didn't want to burn his throat. The grog burned badly enough the first time down. Kid looped the metal handgrip of his scimitar through a length of rope, which he tied to the waist of his breeches. His worldly goods retrieved, Kid looked up expectantly at Barrington. [color=teal]"What c'mission you offerin', cap'n?"[/color][/section] [/QUOTE]

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