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                                                 Black Sails; III.

Kidd slammed down his tankard, nearly spilling the brimming rum. The pirate could feel the splinter of annoyance and the dire need to deck his jaw.  ‘ Ah can bloody handle meself–oh ‘ 

  It was absolutely swimming behind his eyes so much so it urged him to dip his brow and rest it heavily against the table.

                                                       meme from eons ago

  ‘ Awfully green, stubborn– ‘ just like his father  ‘ —an’ a templar. ‘ came clipped words, but nothing would compare to the unsavory dip of his tone–templar. A sworn enemy. Jim could swore–this was karma’s way of returning all the eye-rolling stupidity Edward had committed.

‘ My my my, if it ain’t Mister Bonny. ‘ The corner of his lip ticked in annoyance before a smile curled and he circled him, swaying his shoulders.