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Scott MacFarlane · (This post was last modified: 08-03-2011, 10:33 PM by Scott MacFarlane.)

MacFarlane looked up from his glass, "Hmmm?" was all he said in response, but as he took another deep pull he pulled out his PDA and tapped the keys with his other hand as it came to life. Finding the incoming message, firmly fixated on the brightly lit screen, his eyes began to bulge out of their sockets.

"No, this didn't sound like the AC unit." Sally continued saying. "It sounded like an enraged animal. Could just barely make out, don't laugh, but it was yelling your name."

Munro looked up from his own glass of MacGregors. "sumfin wrong Capt'in? Ye look like a Maltan Leech has got ye face."

MacFarlane suddenly spit out an entire mouthful of beer all over the bar, and having a large mouth, meant the amount of beer was significant.

"MAC!" Sullivan hollered, "What tha hell man! Ye ok?"

MacFarlane held the PDA out away from him as though it was some slimy creature that might attack and try to eat his face at any moment. "ba..blu.blurg...ba..ba. but.. but.. they... why?" was all he could get out.

"Well that confirms it." Sally quipped. "He's either finally lost it or something is really wrong"

She reached over and snatched the PDA from Scott's weakening grip and quickly read the message on the screen. Then her jaw dropped open. The she started to laugh. Then she started to guffaw in an unusally unlady-like fashion.

"What tha hell? What is it?" Munro asked as the little man tried in vain to grab the PDA as Sally deftly snatched it away. She held it high over her head and to the entire pub announced:

"Attention friends and patrons! Our Captain, the esteemed, and always in trouble scalawag, Master MacFarlane has been:" she paused for effect.

"Arrested? A warrant is out for his arrest?" Fraser asked. The first mate had been angry with the captain ever since the engagement with the Kusari battleships a month ago. "Finally happened. I knew this day would come!"

Sally just shook her head.

'Gotten some young girl pregnant and now they're after him for paternity?' Penny asked. 'Ye old lecher'

Sally again shook her head. Mac just groaned in pain.

Gordon looked up from his own overclocked and heavily modified PDA, 'Samura has bounty on his head for the diamond shipment we absconded with?'

Sally again shook her head, this time a little impatiently.

'Started yet another war?' Munro asked with his arms crossed.

'NO!' Sally bit out. Mac groaned deeper.

'Then what isssss it lassss? Out with it' Munro hissed.

'Well. Our dear Captain. Has been. Promoted to Department Manager of Trade and Shipping!' Sally exclaimed.

Eyes popped all around the pub, even from those who didn't know Mac very well. For a moment there was only silence. Even the ancient juke box held its breath.

Then there were suddenly cheers of congratulations and pats on the back. MacFarlane flailed his tree-trunk arms at the well-wishers in an effort to try to hold them off.

'Oy! Oy!' He exclaimed. 'Why don't ye give that rot ta Peterson. He made Director of ExSec afterall!'

The crowd then began slapping Peterson on the back too as Mac turned back to the bar and hung over his beer.

'What's the matter now Mac?' Sullivan asked him. 'Ye should be happy. But instead ye look like you've lost yer mum.'

'I was afraid this day would come Sullivan. Afraid it would' Scott replied.

'An what day would that be?' Sullivan pressed.

Scott answered with a sigh.'The day I became.. well'¦ respectable.

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