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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2015 12:33 am
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The sound of the ocean filled his ears, well that wasn't out of the ordinary; neither was the pounding in his head, rum does that. However the pain all over the rest his body, that wasn't normal. "Ugh," he groaned rubbing his forehead, yet he felt an unfamiliar softness. Slowly opening his eyes, Jack saw a beautiful blonde staring down at him, "ether I'm dead and yer an angel or I'm drunk your kicken me out the tavern. " As he spoke Jack's mind slowly returned to him, as did memories of the storm and Captain Lancaster ordering him to secure the treasure before everything went black. " Or yer the lass that saved me, in which case thanks. The names Jack Na'me first mate of," he stopped himself realizing his title meant nothing now. "Well guess now not really first mate of anything," he said with a dry weak laugh.
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