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from: THE SPECIALIST
date: 1991-03-31 12:12:58
subject: Welp...

From: THE SPECIALIST      
To: ALL                 
Subject: Welp...        
Date & Time: 03/31/91 12:12:58
Message Number 14498

   "Shore leave?!"  I cringe, perhaps asking the Captian for some time
off for the crew wasn't such a good idea after all.  He stands up (and
if you can picture what a Kodiac bear looks like, you aren't too far 
off from my Captain) and crosses his arms.  "I'm suprised at you,
Kearn.  I never thought that *you* would go soft."
  I can feel my nose start to get warm, but I don't let any of my 
anger show.  "The crew," I say in a low growl, "is getting surly.  If 
we don't let them have some free time soon..."
  "Blast thier free time!" he explodes.  "The life of a pirate isn't all
fun and games, and they should have know that when they signed up!  
Now you," he points a large clawed finger at me, "go out there and tell
them that." 
  I hesistate, they aren't going to like this. I am not a small Morph,
and I got my position through assassination, same as the next guy. The
idea of killing the Captain passes breifly through my head.  Not right
now, though.  Besides, it's tough enough to kill an ordinary Kodiak...
and this one has been tried so many times....
  I turn on my heel and leave the room.
  Once on deck, I can see the various men going about thier dutys, and
one or two of them look up at me.  I shake my head, slowly, and they 
nod and go about thier business.  There are a few on this ship loyal to
only me, and then...
   I make my way to the foredeck.  We are lying off the Florida Island
chain, and the booty here easy for the taking.  Just yesterday we trashe
an entire ship...not much of a crew on that one, probably a mere trader.
Of course, it was difficult for any ship to successfully resist our 
cannon.  We had probably one of the only laser guided cannon systems 
on the seas.  And a very custom job it was, too.  Combined with our
light ship and fast crew, we were hard to beat.  
blank, and the splash of seawater woke me long enough to hear, "M
Mcould imagine inserting something
at the point of climax -- but vice-versa sounds extremely strange.
(My uninformed theory is that it caught on be

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