Hi, I'm 7 years old and I laughed at "69." ... Anyway. Just a week and a few days until Halloween~ I'm excited! I may have already gotten bags of candy... nom.
Enjoy part 69!
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Ahah~ yo pensé que oí una rata~
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Now now, mutt, ye know I've no fancy t'learn yer damned language. S'don't speak it around me an' don't go callin' me a rat.
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Si eres no aprenderá mi lenguaje, ¿por qué tengo que aprender tuyo? Rata.
I suppose it is the unfortunate circumstance of an idiot.
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[tilts his head to the other side]
...What are ye doing 'ere?
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[tucks his arms behind his back and takes a deep breath]
Ah, I have just been exploring the land... trying to civilize the heathens, you know. Haciendo el trabajo de Dios~ not that you would know anything about Him or His work, you filthy heretic.
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[scoffs in disbelief]
So, ye been killin' an' mappin' out. In th'name of God, hm? 'ow noble of ye to break th'law. Thou shalt not kill, I believe it goes? Not that it ever stopped ye before.
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[smiles a twisted sort of smile]
Matando? Ahaha~ mi amigo you are mistaken! I free those poor, suffering heathen souls from their sorry, Godless lives. I try to save them, and if they cannot be saved, is it my fault, then?
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[narrows his eyes and gives a small shrug of his shoulders]
Ah course it is. Isn't all pretendy fun times, love, with ye are yer bloody conquerin'. Sometimes y'can get 'em to yer side with a bit of trade... but ye've never been good at that, 'ave ye?
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[shakes his head, taking a step closer to you, his hands still behind his back]
Ah, "pretendy-" what? Fun, and love? Todavía no entiendes, chucho. It is not for fun that I do this, but for duty. For honor, and for gold glory! And the only love involved is that of Dios.
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[takes a small step back, as he's had one too many close encounters with a Spain of the same age]
I'm sure he feels th'same way, watchin' ye kill an' terrorize down 'ere. Such love an' compassion. Next ye'll tell me yer a perfect little saint.
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[follows the step back with two steps forward, taking some secret pleasure in seeing you retreat from him]
[though his expression is less predatory now, more incensed, a something hot in his eyes]
You are one to speak of killing and terrorizing! You loathsome, mangy, lawless, Godless pirata.
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[takes two steps back, keeping in pace with you and not wanting at all to be close]
Indeed! I may be loathsome, I may be mangy and lawless, but I am not Godless, none of that sort! I won't repeat m'self for your favor about 'ow much my faith and yours has in common.
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[takes three steps forward, the smirk returning]
[there might be a wall behind you or something]
En común? No, mi enemigo, no tenemos nada en común. We are so terribly different. That is why we cannot get along. Perhaps, never again~ if things continue as they are.
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[oh, and he curses that as soon as he takes another two steps back there's a wall, and he's pressed hard agaisnt it.
trying to, you know, stay as far as possible away from the bastard]
An' if I mosey back t'yer damn church, everythin'll be all right an' dandy, izzat it? Ha.
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[tilts his head]
No, of course it would not be that simple~ ahaha. It would help, but there is also the issue of your privateers attacking my ships, your damned "Good Queen" saying one thing and doing another, your encroaching on my territory in the New World... [his smile somewhat venomous]
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