Captain Horatio Hornblower (
captainhornblower) wrote2011-06-21 03:24 pm
Fifth Dispatch - [written]
Tuesday, 21st June
One possession of mine that I am quite eager to have back has yet to appear in the shops here. At least, I have not yet seen it.
If someone would be so kind as to suggest where I might look (if one thinks one shop might be more likely than another) or where I might find a replacement, I should be grateful. The pistol itself has no particular sentimental value, but I do prefer one at hand, should I need it.
[Horatio waits a second, studying what he's written.
Honest enough. He would like a pistol. But, he hopes, noticeable enough to catch the attention of someone. He knows nothing about the filters still, so he cannot hope to privately write to Grell Sutcliffe, and if he writes her name... The others will involve themselves.
Perhaps he can draw her into some communication with this.
Satisfied, he signs.]
Hornblower
One possession of mine that I am quite eager to have back has yet to appear in the shops here. At least, I have not yet seen it.
If someone would be so kind as to suggest where I might look (if one thinks one shop might be more likely than another) or where I might find a replacement, I should be grateful. The pistol itself has no particular sentimental value, but I do prefer one at hand, should I need it.
[Horatio waits a second, studying what he's written.
Honest enough. He would like a pistol. But, he hopes, noticeable enough to catch the attention of someone. He knows nothing about the filters still, so he cannot hope to privately write to Grell Sutcliffe, and if he writes her name... The others will involve themselves.
Perhaps he can draw her into some communication with this.
Satisfied, he signs.]
Hornblower

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[He's still sort of in shock.]
How in God's nameBut you'reWritten - she's what? A kid?
Written - Female, of course! That makes it completely impossible to believe.
[Written echo? ...Maybe a bit.]
Written - Oh not another one! XD
Re: Written - 1805. All I can say. *whaps him with a newspaper*
Written - GET OFF MY LAWN. All I can say. *shot*
Written - He tries... sort of. Okay, no he doesn't.
Written - HA. XD
I think you'll get used to it with time.
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[But seven-year-old male powder monkeys are just fine.
He doesn't mean it as an insult to her. Even if it might be taken that way. He's really more angry at whomever thought that was a good idea.]
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[She can honestly understand his viewpoint on this. He's not meaning to be sexist about it so she really doesn't mind.]
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[One of these days, that view will probably get him lectured. Or punched. Or punched then lectured.]
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[Or periodically questioned by young women with a much different viewpoint than his own.]
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[He doesn't disapprove of a woman being able to take care of herself... He disapproves of that being necessary.
Still probably needs some sense knocked into him. Thick skull when he's set in a certain way of thinking.]
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[Selphie's had this conversation before with her boyfriend so she knows the stubborn nature when she sees it.]
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