TR273
Pirate Fox Mom
*Dries her eyes and blows her nose*Hmmm...
*thinks: you make a very good point, me. Glad I thought of it.*
*boards Sally’s ship*
Hey, uhhh... *cough* it’s okay. It’s not a huge deal. I’m still alive, right? Hehehe...
Just, ease up on the physically attackin—antagonis—tormen—uhhh
*desperately searches pocket thesaurus for a nicer verb*
Practical jokes. Ribbing, as you put it. I’d appreciate that.
(Thoughtfully not using your cloak as a handy hanky)
You...you sure? I'm sorry for all the jokes and stuff, I really didn't mean anything bad by it. It's just the way things are on this side of the honour fence.
*She's actually looking quite forlorn now.*
