The Tenth Act

[frenzied_ballad]

All are well again. And such an influx of new denizens...

Mm.

Johanna Johanna Johanna Johanna Johanna Johanna Johanna.

((Strike is private to self.))

Comments

[bringmyhorizon]

Your razors do a fine job of sharpening my cutlass, even if they are a little dull.

[frenzied_ballad]

Return them. Now.

[bringmyhorizon]

And what shall you give me in return, eh?

[frenzied_ballad]

You intend to trade them?

[bringmyhorizon]

Well you don't expect me to just give them to you, do you?

[frenzied_ballad]

When they're my rightful property, I do.

[bringmyhorizon]

Ah, but can you prove that they belong to you? I seem to remember acquiring them from a young whelp called Toby.

[frenzied_ballad]

He took them from me. What use would a boy have for a set of straight razors?

Straight razors that I had once intended to give you a good shave with, I may add. It appears you will not make use of my offer after all.

[bringmyhorizon]

And I took them from him he gave them to me, so as far as I'm concerned, they belong to me. If you want them, you're going to have to offer me something.

Tell you what. You can have your precious razors back if... you introduce me to that lovely lass you seem to be acquainted with. Johanna, I think her name was.

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...

2/2

[frenzied_ballad]

What?

[bringmyhorizon]

Shall I be keeping the razors, then?

[frenzied_ballad]

You won't get at her. One way or another, you will be returning them.

[bringmyhorizon]

Ah, so she's your bonnie lass. No worries mate, I just want to say hello. Good old Jack would never harm a lady.

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My-

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