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[orangeoutlaw]

[Ace is camped on his favorite spot on the beach of Genessia on another pile of driftwood and such that he's been collecting for various Ace related reasons. He doesn't look really happy, though. And he even sounds pissed, voice tight and clipped.]

I'm looking to start a pirate crew. Not sure what the ultimate goal is but for right now adventure, breaking laws, maybe some arson and never paying for anything you eat ever.

If you're interested come and apply in person.

You know where I am.

[it's almost as if he has ulterior motives for this post. But what could they be?]

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[orangeoutlaw]

As Marco would say: I'm a pirate, yoi. Fight me.

[Okay well he HAS paid for stuff before. From their islands. To people he's liked. But...]

I don't want to work.

[now that the cigar is out he just sort of hangs limp there]

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[justicereigns]

Am I supposed to pity that?

[He just rolls his eyes and walks along to try finding where the beer goes to.]

No work? No booze. How do you think it gets made?

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[orangeoutlaw]

Not expecting pity. [yawn. sigh.] Dumb marine.

[lightly kicks him in the shin or well upper leg]

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[justicereigns]

[Sighs and takes off the cuffs. Because it's like kicking a puppy and he really can't stand it.]

Stupid pirate.

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[orangeoutlaw]

[and he was just about to take a nap too. But this is better.

This way is better.

Just how it is. He takes what little more money he has out of his leg pouch and gives it to Smoker.]

Orange Bar. Down the road. To the left.

[whaps Smoker on the shoulder as he passes him]

Sleep tight, old man.

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[justicereigns]

[Blinks in confusion.]

[He's not sure why that happened, but... all right... he'll go to it.]

[Pirates are confusing, and D's are the worst.]