Bones was on the deck of the [i]Minerva Pathos[/i]. He heard commotion, but his head hurt like a bag of bricks was dropped on it. He got up slowly, and grabbed a pouch filled with herbs. He opened it and ate a few leaves. His headache left and things suddenly became more clear. He heard not-so-good yelling from the festival and looked to see if the others were there. They weren't.

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	[color=ed1c24]"Blood' Hell... Now I be helpin' get 'dem to da' boat. God, why do ya' hate me?"[/color] he said. he quickly rushed to check the dock from the port side. He saw a mate who asked where the captain was. He pointed to the festival. He then ran to the nearest canon. [color=ed1c24]"I be' a mental moron, 'cause 'dis is gona' hurt in the mornin'"[/color] he self chided. He unlatched it from the deck and then put a rope on the back. He began pulling, dragging it to the front of the boat. several times his arm was dislocated, which he promptly put back into place. [color=ed1c24]"GGRRR..I hope knife ears have mind readin', *grunt* or I'm in big troubl' if boss survives.[/color]