[There is a lean blonde with her hair tied back running up the rigging of the ship like it's her job. Harnesses? Who needs a harness? She goes, rung by rung of the rope.]
Kiiiiiiidd. Kiddy Kidd Kiiiiidd.
C'mere you ball of feathers before I wring your neck.
[She's chasing a bright macaw that has settled itself on the topmost yardarm of the mainmast.
Parker - Leverage
[There is a lean blonde with her hair tied back running up the rigging of the ship like it's her job. Harnesses? Who needs a harness? She goes, rung by rung of the rope.]
Kiiiiiiidd. Kiddy Kidd Kiiiiidd.
C'mere you ball of feathers before I wring your neck.
[She's chasing a bright macaw that has settled itself on the topmost yardarm of the mainmast.
The height? Doesn't bother her in the slightest.]