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The scene opens up in the Captain's cabin of the Hound's Tooth, a few crates and boxes can be seen scattered around the room, an old chest sits half open with a black flag draped over the lid, there is a desk fit for a king, albeit a poor king, at the back of the room, with open paper scatter all around, a few paintings are propped up against the back wall, there's a few wooden chairs around a small table towards the centre of the room.

 

A small stool and sketch pad with pencils and brushes is stacked in one corner of the room, and Crossbones can be seen re-arranging furniture and talking to someone.

 

Crossbones : There we go, that's perfect, just stay right there, a little higher..little higher..that's it my love, perfect.

 

Crossbones : The powers that be gave me the night off tonight so we can enjoy the victory from Riot and rest me neck.

 

Connie enters the room and immediately stops dead in the doorway.

 

Connie : By god man, why are you naked?

 

Crossbones turns round, a little startled, completely naked except for the OCW Hardcore championship around his waist, seeing Connie's face, he slightly adjusts the position of the title so it covers his 'treasure chest'.

 

Crossbones : Ahh my lassie, perfect timing.

 

Connie : I came in because i thought you were talking to me, but there's no one here, who were you talking to?

 

Crossbones pats the title belts.

 

Crossbones : Me precious, the pebble that will become a pyramid, the first treasure, the first love..I won her first, I may win others, but ye never forget yer first love.

 

Connie : You were talking to a belt?

 

Crossbones puts his hands over the side plates on each side of the belt.

 

Crossbones : Bite ye heathen tongue ,she will hear ye!! She be more than a belt!!

 

Connie : ........

 

Connie : You didn't answer me question..Why the hell are you naked?

 

Crossbones : This room is missing something, a focus, a centerpiece..and I know exactly what it be missing.

 

He points over to an empty frame in the corner, and then to the sketch pad set up on the small table, and ushers Connie to take a seat, she makes her way over and sits down.

 

Crossbones : Sketch me like one of your french girls.....

 

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