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captainhornblower) wrote2011-08-04 01:09 pm
captainhornblower) wrote2011-08-04 01:09 pm
Sixth Dispatch - [action]
[Horatio Hornblower possessed a naturally quiet disposition. He preferred thinking to speaking more often than not. He was also often considered to be... "prone to melancholy" if a friend were speaking, "ill-tempered" if described by others. The two traits engaged and furthered one another constantly. When he thought for long periods of time about things that were not an imminent battle, his spirits sank. The worse his mood, the more he thought.
To stimulate the mind and make its burden easier to bear, Hornblower walked. Paced. The length of a quarterdeck suited perfectly, but Hotspur was long out of reach. Even the damned Retribution would have answered, but it, too, was far away.
Instead, he walked the length of a small wooden bridge over and over. That it was a known haunt for a particular pirate had either not crossed the Navy man's mind or had been dismissed. The click of his heels across the planks made him feel more at home. His solemn, focused expression remained unchanged with every step he took and every turn made to walk the path again as his customary hour became three.]
To stimulate the mind and make its burden easier to bear, Hornblower walked. Paced. The length of a quarterdeck suited perfectly, but Hotspur was long out of reach. Even the damned Retribution would have answered, but it, too, was far away.
Instead, he walked the length of a small wooden bridge over and over. That it was a known haunt for a particular pirate had either not crossed the Navy man's mind or had been dismissed. The click of his heels across the planks made him feel more at home. His solemn, focused expression remained unchanged with every step he took and every turn made to walk the path again as his customary hour became three.]
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[Now go spend some one-on-one time with the bucket of sunshine you so desperately need?]</small.
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He looks at Selphie and smiles again.]
You know, I don't believe I've ever been to the bakery here. Do you know the way? Or [he can remember even the familiar streets of his hometown changing with a little imagination from a lonely boy sent on errands] will it be something of an adventure, trying to find it?
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[So innocently simple.]
Archie doesn't get cake cuz he's a meaniebutt and won't come with us.
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Sowwy.
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Let's goooooooo!