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[You all remember Hector, of course. The ass who's torn apart most of the folks who've asked stupid questions? And has been highly offended at the assumptions about the way he speaks? Well, he's just come upon a thought that struck him out of the blue, and really, in his opinion you just might want to pay attention.
But hoo boy, does he sound full of schadenfreude. Because he is.]
Just as an aside, as that execution do bring some things to mind. At least for meself, as I'm a bit more versed in the laws and rules of the sea...
You do realize, o'course, with your sailing and bartering without proper papers - letters o' marque or otherwise granting you permission to do such from a nation - you are all, in fact, committing acts of piracy, aye?
No papers, no authority to conduct yourself as a legitimate crew. No authority, of course, to organize yourself in a militaristic force. You aren't privateers. You aren't merchants, and you aren't treasure hunters.
You're pirates. Piss poor excuses for pirates, I'll grant ye that, but not a single soul brought to this place has authority to do anything. You're conducting in black market trade, operating a craft that is not, in fact, registered in any home port, and not a single one among ye has a place ye make berth.
This, of course, does include our little ship full o'sparkle and light in the name of justice et cetera, et cetera.
Pirates, the lot of you. Every last one of you be staring at Jack Ketch, waiting to be the next to dance the jig. No matter your noble intentions.
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...Oh bollocks.
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Oh, lad, bollocks is only the beginning.
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Draco isn't sure he actually wants to say anything more, buuut after swearing silently to himself for a moment for letting that first thing slip through, he forges on bravely! ...lol.]
This hardly seems fair, you know. How would one go about getting the proper paperwork?
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You don't.
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Well, why not?
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I'm thinking it has something to do with not liking you personally.
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That's ridiculous, they can't have any idea who I even am.
[Which is a terrible thought, considering Draco's very used to being able to play up the whole OH HAI I'M A MALFOY WORSHIP ME thing. Hmm.]
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Oh no, did ye not get the flyer, then. All of this is for your personal annoyance.
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Why, nary did any of us have anything important to be doing where we come from, besides you, I'm sure.
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Well, I certainly hope ye didn't think your whining would garner you sympathy.
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Tell me, who be the captain you signed under.
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[One who won't get him killed, preferably.]
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Interesting.
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I do much better in person, I think. If the people I'm dealing with aren't stupid and irritating.
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Or maybe I'm already doing so. Didn't think of that, did you?
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Nay. Too self-important, so you are, and love the sound of your own voice far too much.
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[MIGHT AS WELL BE HONEST ABOUT IT.]
Well, someone will take me on. I do have positive things to offer.
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But no. No, I can do magic—I imagine there has to be someone here who would find that worthwhile.
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