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[size=11pt]CAPTAIN 'MARK' KIRK [/size]
[img width=200]https://31.media.tumblr.com/52…nnzoXYAh1s0zc4no3_250.gif[/img][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 190px; height: 85px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; margin-left: -12px;][size=7pt]He coughed and blank right refused to eat the yarrow, shaking his head and turning away. What was wrong with Jackdaw? He was having an allergic reaction, he didn't fucking eat something that upset his tummy! But that was what he thought. Anyway he wasn't going to puke in front of everyone. He'd rather die. Mark shuffled away, poking his tongue out now because he couldn't breathe. Fuck, he would have to. He swallowed the yarrow miserably and quickly tilted his head so that he was sick down a small ditch. Then he just laid there, shaking and his throat still itching like hell.[/size][/fancypost]
( APPRENTICE )
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O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN;
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OUR FEARFUL TRIP IS DONE
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