Who'll make his mark
The captain cried
To the devil drink a toast
We'll glut the hold
With cups of gold
And we'll feed the sea with ghosts
I see your hunger for a fortune
Could be better
Served beneath my flag
If you've the stomach
For a broadside
Come aboard my pretty boys
I will take you and make you
Everything you've ever dreamed.
Obscenely loud
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Dean? What happened to you?
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[He laughs a little, looking down at his hand.]
Lost a couple things last week.
[Including part of his dignity.]
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[Not that that isn't bad enough]
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[Dean tips his hat back, tapping the eyepatch.]
This thing ain't for shits and giggles.
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What the hell happened that you're suddenly...this?
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[He raises an eyebrow, all traces of joviality gone.]
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I'm not trying to pry. I'm just worried about you.
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...friend of mine had a 'personal demons' kinda problem recently. I was just helpin' him out. First encounter with the thing wasn't the best day of my life, but I've had worse.
[He's died multiple times. Does that count?]
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[Literally.]
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I'm starting to think we should have some sort of system to keep everyone aware of any dangerous types roaming the mansion.
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What, like an alert system? Yeah, that'd be nice.
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[Iiiiiiin a manner of speaking.]
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