[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Oi, ye scallywags! Got a wee inquisition for them's that knows their poisons, aye? It be important, so don't be shyin' away like a clownfish on the reef, arharharhar!

SPADES!

Be settin' sail at dawn t'morrow! Check in here t' make sure we got all hands 'counted for! Ye lot's had it easy this month since I got laid low but I ain't lettin' ye scoot past me notice any longer! Ace, Marco, Thatch, Haruta, Selphie, Natsuno, Logan, Rogue, Ikki, Aya, Chandra, Vyse, Zeff, Denny, Korra, Asami, Mako, Bolin, Nami, Leanne, Naesala, Rose! Wanna hear from all y' yellow livered sea rats 'fore sundown! Others that may a jus' joined up tell me here cuz I ain't been payin' 'tention!

As for the rest a ye dirtbags that helped us out in that last pinch we got in, ye have me gratitude. Don't make me regret givin' it t' ye!

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voice

[om_nom_namur]

'S that what ye said t' 'em the last time? How well did that turn out for us all, huh?

[Softer.]

What be gnawin' at yer bones, brother?

voice

[thatched]

Well I don't plan to take on a slave cartel. [he sighs and take a long drink]

I'm tired of seeing people leave. [he raises his hand...sort of ...and eyes it critically]

Also I look like that upstart Crocodile at the moment. [and that was just damn embarrassing]

voice

[om_nom_namur]

[Gigglesnort.]

Haruta's lost her eye an' a tooth on top. Seems t've put her in distress. Ye'll see, it'll all be put t' right in a day or two.

But if it pains ye t' have people leavin', why the hell ye tellin' us all t' leave ye?

voice

[thatched]

Really? [chuckle] Poor Froglet. But I know you won't think less of her.

[dodging the question dodging the question]

Poor Miss D left out in the cold.

voice

[om_nom_namur]

Ain't no lack a belligerent fools in the world, so I doubt she'll have a shortage a comp'ny for centuries t' come.

We be needin' ye, Thatch. Even jus' t' see yer aura slumpin' 'round the shadows in yer cabin.

voice

[thatched]

[be side tracked you damn fish face]

I don't slump I [brood] contemplate.

[but he gives a long sigh] But if you're that adamant... [he couldn't say no to people needing him]

voice

[om_nom_namur]

Bring ye Leanne t' help fix yer hair an' everythin' so ye'll even look good comin' aboard.

voice

[thatched]

I can't let the Princess see me in this state! My hair isn't even full and robust! [though the hook hand makes it difficult. He frowns at it] Doesn't even have a comb attachment.

voice

[om_nom_namur]

So who do I bring ye t' make sure ye ain't reduced t' the same state as ol' Grease-adile?

voice

[thatched]

I'll make do. [somehow] Don't fret if I'm late. [it's not like he's trying to avoid til the very last second]

voice

[om_nom_namur]

[It is unfortunate that there is no sound effect associated with eye-rolling, because Namur would be making it very loudly.]

Fine.

[He'll just break into Thatch's room and drag him aboard at some point during the night.]

[thatched]

[you won't take him alive! He'll not be moved by man, fish or fowl!]

[om_nom_namur]

[Good thing this one's a fishman. And he's holding Thatch's pomade hostage.]

Know ye'll be here, since when we set sail, we be takin' all but the conditioner with us. Arharhar lessee, here. This shit be called "Dapper Dan's", an' this be... some word I can't be arsed t' say, but it makes use a far too many vowels. Not like t' find its equal here on the island without doubloons t' yer name...

[thatched]

Very well, you've won this round, you fiend. [because honestly... it wouldn't do anyone any good him staying here. His isolated cloud was comfortable but perhaps his brothers needed him more]

I'm on my way... but I'm not going to be sober when I get there.

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur sounds tired.]

Promise not t' breathe it in me left-hand gills since they be still recoverin' an' that'll be fine.