The Buccaneers Bay

[Wolfs Ghost]

Anderson leaned back over in his spot that he snuck over to after Crown randomly walked out. Carrying his mug filled with Gallic wine.

"Tis stuff isn't all that bad." He mumbled taking another sip from the mug, before setting it down. "The Cap'n seems to have his hands a little tied, hasn't congratulated me on my first downing. Oh well." He continued to mumble before finding himself shutting up, and staring at the mug. Recalling what he had said about the Pirate code, number four, Any Buccaneer who falls behind shall be left behind. There are no execeptions to this.

Which was obviously true, once King had ejected and left in his escape pod, there was little to nothing that could save him. Either he stood his ground or fought, which Thomas did the latter, after driving the Hunter away, he turned around and took on that escort head on. Expecting the same fate as King, however with his luck he managed to make the escort pilot eject. The first thought in Thomas's mind was to get the hell out of Leeds and back to Trafalgar, where he would later find himself sitting in his normal spot, completely spaced out.

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