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[h2][color=f6989d]Marybeth Baker[/color][/h2]

Marybeth wasn't sure at what point her jaw hit the floor but the sailor's lack of manners was enough to undo her composure. [color=f6989d]"Excuse me sir but you appear to have the manners of a cretin. I'll not have you speaking to myself or the children that way. It is most improper!" [/color][@BobLeBoeuf]

In her flurry of anger she fled up the stairs to find the captain. The unmitigated gall of that sailor! Her mind spun in circles at the crudity. She began to realize that the adrenaline rush of the fight and everything that happened afterwards was hitting her and she really just wanted to go home and sleep. 

Trudging up to the captain of the ship she found him speaking with Beatrix the bar owner. Nodding to Beatrix she interrupted as politely as she could. [color=f6989d]"Excuse me please Beatrix and Captain. I need to know where to set up the children and when they will be fed and your crew seems less than amicable to help me. Please won't you help me?"[/color]

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