Dead Men Don't Tell Secrets *EPILOGUE*

[Anarchy_Jas]

"Naah, stealing doesn't work for me," Jas holds back a yawn. "I'll stick to being a ninja and future culinary genius."

[THEBIRD]

"Yeah, well... No one would give a job to a homeless kid where I came from. Good thing, too. I was trained for nothing," Solon replied. He looked around for Tanbar and Lanbar. "Where did those guys go, anyway? TANBAR! LANBAR!"

[Max Headroom]

"Either a way, a ninja is often hired to steal things for their client."

[Dr.Hobo2]

"Well...that'ssss them." Lanbar said getting out of the chair and stumbling up the stairs. "What the hell do *hic* you want?"

[Anarchy_Jas]

"I'm my own boss," Jas says. She rolls her eyes at the once again drunk twins.

[THEBIRD]

"We're ready to shove off," Solon explained, though he felt uncomfortable talking to drunk Lanbar about it. "Is Tanbar ready to steer this baby home? We were planning on going to Crescent Island."

[Max Headroom]

"So you pay yourself?" Mira asked Jas.

[Anarchy_Jas]

"No," Jas says. "Not yet, but once I stop traveling and decide to settle somewhere, I'm gonna open my own restaurant."

[Max Headroom]

"Then what was the point of being a ninja?"

[Light]

"Wow," Harver said, simply dumbfounded. "For some reason, that doesn't surprise me."

[Dr.Hobo2]

"Tanbar! Get your cowarding ass up *hic* here and steer the ship!" Lanbar said.

"Alright alright." Tanbar said coming up the stair. "You didn't have to call me a coward though." he said under his breath.

[Anarchy_Jas]

"You didn't let me finish," Jas leans against a railing. "I could open a training gym if I wanted as well..."

[Flying Chickens]

Zarani watched them all board the ship. "Well darn, now we can't bloody well take it, can we." He took his pistol out. "We can always commandeer it."

[Anarchy_Jas]

"No, Zarani," Keisha grabs onto his wrist, and starts pulling him to another ship that somehow wasn't destroyed. It seemed to be just about perfect. "Sure we'd need a sailor to get around quicker, but then again, what's wrong with spending a bit more time with me?"

[Flying Chickens]

He paused for a moment. "...What would you do with the rum?" He asked her.