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... e insistent tugging at the base of my ears not giving me that much of a choice in the matter. Let go!
Captain! the very rude man holding onto my ears called out. Weve got ourselves a stowaway!
Through my wince, I saw Golden Rogers turning to look our way, then grinning so wide that his sparkly teeth glinted yellow in the sunlight. What a nice catch, he purred. The captain started walking my way, past the sailors mending their Bastion-given cuts on the deck and those carrying arou ...
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