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Date Posted: 16:13:39 09/29/03 Mon
Author: .sadi.
Author Host/IP: ts46-04-qdr79.porch.wa.charter.com / 68.116.18.78
Subject: .Call Me Captain.

Call Me Captain

Sadi was his name, Sadi Ackland. Head held high, he walked exitedly through the streets of tortuga ready to set his pale blue eyes apon his new ship, the Migration. A drunken villager lay lazily apon the muddy earth. Holding up a stolen empty bar glass and managed to get the word "beer" from his chaped lips. Pausing and glancing at him, he shown slight pity, for having been one of them only months before. He swollowed the feeling and scowled, Ruddy bastard, get a job. I did. before turning and again starting on his way. The skies where a china blue, and a slight wind was coming from the southeast, perfect for sailing. Sadi's stomach seemed to tighten and flip as the last turn came near, the one concealing the vessle. It seemed to take forever, speeding up made no difference, it was miles away. Closing his eyes, he rubbed calloused hands together for no apparent reason, just to rid of the building tention rising in his now pale face. And he made it, a blinding sun peaking from behind the corner in intrest as he turned twards the docks. Color rose back into his cheeks as the large oak pirates dream rose above him. Strong ivory sails and newly polished wood stood before Sadi in a mass of color. He forgot all dignity and ran twards is, savoring the sound his large black boots made againts the the boats steady ramp and stading fixedly at the sails. Steping onto the ship, his hand rested apon the rail, dazing happily.

.sadi.

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