02-25-2022, 11:11 PM
MORRISON
Piercing white eyes turned to face him and soon the other canine began speak, drawing in Morrison's interest. The Palm Glades, eh? Another Glader returning to The Typhoon for another round at the pirate rodeo, it appeared. One thing concerned him though. Their rank, while significant, did not ring a bell with his name. "Ciabhan, Ciabhan, Ciabhan..." he pondered to himself. His head looked down at the floor for a few moments as he thought, only to jolt back up a seconds later. "Nope, don't ring a bell, mate." His lips pulled back into a sneer. A brow furrowed in consideration. Once again he had the age old debate of 'Was it his elderly memory forgetting someone or the truth?' with himself.
With no memory coming forward, the canine narrowed his gaze. He leaned in slightly, staring them in the face. "'m a Glader, myself... or was," he clarified. Navy paws shifted and moved to turn with the other in an attempt to block their path again. "If you ain't lyin', perhaps you can sweep the deck with us daft cunts." The captain was clearly looking for clarification. The fact that Ciabhan had started to turn away from him gave Morrison a suspicious vibe, unfortunately, despite their decent intent.
With no memory coming forward, the canine narrowed his gaze. He leaned in slightly, staring them in the face. "'m a Glader, myself... or was," he clarified. Navy paws shifted and moved to turn with the other in an attempt to block their path again. "If you ain't lyin', perhaps you can sweep the deck with us daft cunts." The captain was clearly looking for clarification. The fact that Ciabhan had started to turn away from him gave Morrison a suspicious vibe, unfortunately, despite their decent intent.
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