Captain Horatio Hornblower (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
captainhornblower) wrote2011-08-15 09:49 pm
captainhornblower) wrote2011-08-15 09:49 pm
Seventh Dispatch - [voice]/[action]
[Horatio Hornblower's voice is very calm, very quiet. It sounds... not even curious. He is almost stating a fact, rather than asking a question.]
Lieutenant Bush's things are gone.
Why? What is the meaning of this?
[His housemates... will find him in his own room now, seated at his desk, the journal lying open in front of him-- if they dare disturb.]
Lieutenant Bush's things are gone.
Why? What is the meaning of this?
[His housemates... will find him in his own room now, seated at his desk, the journal lying open in front of him-- if they dare disturb.]
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And you, sir?
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[ there are a lot of ways he could answer that. former CEO of wolfram & hart's los angeles branch. undead. vampire. champion. once upon a time big bad. none of those are what he goes for. ]
Private detective. Irish citizen, once upon a time. Can't say I cared much for the crown in my day.
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Horatio is trying very hard not to judge this man by the standards put forth by Hammond and Wolfe. No easy task for the captain, and there's a bit of coolness to his voice.]
Eighteen-hundred-and-five was the year, last I knew.
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