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Message: <blockquote data-quote="gogo_jerrick" data-source="post: 2751886" data-attributes="member: 34697">PrigPrig, looking around, notices the seamen grabbing at their weapons.  PRig sjakes his head and smiles.  He looks over at the katara scurrying off, and then at Jeremiah, still at his side.  He leans down to put up his shield and says to Jeremiah, "Come.  They no fight, they rather hold hands."  Heading off the ship, Prig looks back over his left shoulder, looking directly at the first mate.  "And you! You ever want fight, swing little sword at sea birds.  You not man enough fight Prig."  And walking away, talking loud enough so that they all could hear but directed torward Jeremiah, "No matter, ship of women can take puny ship of puny men.  What Prig want with it?  Scrap, ship is scrap, crew is scrap, First Mate is woman."  He walks on, holding himself with great stature.</blockquote>