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... ready by the next morning, then we were dead wrong. The Beaver Cleaver wasnt ready by sun up, not in the least.
Steve, hows the aft sail? Clive called out across the deck while winding up some rope with expert flicks of his wings.
Ready, sir! Had to redo part of the rigging on it. Well need to see how he handles in the wind, Steve called back as he climbed over the edge of the ship and onto the deck.
I was observing them, my awesome captains hat partially shading the sun ...
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