The essence of brightness inherent to him, especially amongst their surroundings and their company, the dregs of society...it annoyed him more than anything else in this city. He did-and-didn't belong here as much as Spock did, but he seemed much more pleased with the arrangement.
And now he was talking about ships. A captain? It hardly mattered now. He wouldn't accept employment from this free radical of a pirate, for his own sake. "I must refuse." He had been offered similar positions before, and similarly turned them down. "There are other places you can recruit cabin boys for your sailed row boat, and I personally do not enjoy entertaining children in their reveries of grandeur."
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Re: Two Sharks and Spilled Blood [Flashback]
Date: 2009-09-20 08:48 pm (UTC)And now he was talking about ships. A captain? It hardly mattered now. He wouldn't accept employment from this free radical of a pirate, for his own sake. "I must refuse." He had been offered similar positions before, and similarly turned them down. "There are other places you can recruit cabin boys for your sailed row boat, and I personally do not enjoy entertaining children in their reveries of grandeur."