To leader the Sails

[Dashiell]

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message begins:

I start my message with 'yo' whenever I please. if you want me to bow and grovel, you have the wrong lowlife to deal with. get over yourself, long toe jack.

now, the corsair in question was called Recast, of the Sails. and I was hauling Deutorium to planet Crete. I accidentally mentioned Tripoli to Recast, I meant Crete.

and don't try to make me out to be a hessian-hugger. those strudel fools nearly bagged me on the way to Gamma.

I don't need to see Recast hung out to dry. what I need is to be left alone so I can conduct business with you fine people. that's all I ask for. shoudn't be too hard eh?

Dodgeball

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