All of the pirates from the attack managed to actually survive an encounter with the infamous human child known as Pib. They may be considered the luckiest SOB's alive by other pirate groups, but they need a lot of therapy, and a new career choice. -- Anon Guest
"Go to the Edge, you can be your own being," one of the captives mocked, sotto voice. "You can do anything you like out there, no consequences." He was not a good soprano, so his voice cracked.
Captain Ruby, in a Confined Habitat[1] opposite Gunner Bud, sighed and rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes, yes. These are consequences. Do you understand what we were up against? Do you understand the danger we were in?"
"It's a child. A child! A human child..."
Ruby got up from her remedial work and leaned on the plexiplate barrier. "That child was Human Pib."
Bud grew very still, very quiet, and very pale. "Really? Pib, destroyer of an entire Vorax vanguard? THE Pib, orchestrator of the Smores Attack? The kid who flicked a bogey at a pirate and almost caused a pandemic on Pinkus West? That Pib?"
"Yeah. That Pib. You see a kid like that, you get on your knees and be grateful if you only get a lollipop stuck on your face."
The Cogniscent Rights Committee also insisted on the ability to communicate, so word got around very quickly. The former crew of the Rapacious Tooth concentrated rather intensely on their good manners after that.
New career options were looking so much more appealing.
[1] You can think "jail cell" but it is a lot more humane than any jail cell you may picture. Every accommodation must have a public space, a private space, and air recycling accommodations. These may be the bare minimum, but nobody has to suffer just because they made some mistakes.
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