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.LP .ce .ps 16 .CW THE SHIP'S CAT .R .ps 10 .br .ce .PP .ps 10 .DC A lpha's life had changed since the transaction. .PP .ps 10 Slinking with tired paws over glossy pink floors, his marbled skin, still tender from the procedure, adjusted slowly to the low light. .PP .ps 10 Ship life. .PP .ps 10 Alpha had stuck around for the good luck. And now he had begun to fit in. .PP .ps 10 .I Fuck .R Zuckerberg. These pirates had taken him in, taken care of him. Food always right there on the plate. Simple and plain. .PP .ps 10 His men. .PP .ps 10 ...CWad lasted at most a month. One by one, succumbed to the accelerated ops tempo. Some without a hint of warning. .PP .ps 10 All gone, now. .PP .ps 10 Alone with his grief, Alpha had persevered. He had been branded. Blade over the heart. They had said. .PP .ps 10 His skin itched, pink with irritation. .PP .ps 10 Where did they want him to sit. Crowded bridge, much to do. .PP .ps 10 Careful of the scar. .bp