Eighth Dispatch - [written]

[captainhornblower]

Wednesday, 31st August

I apologize that this cannot presently be done in person. I intended to rectify that as quickly as possible. However, since this journal is capable of sending this to multiple people at once, I do not feel as though I should delay any longer.

I want to thank those whom I have served with this last "draft," as you call it. I owe a particular debt and much gratitude to those of you who served on the Endurance. Our departure was sudden, or I would have thanked you by then. You did fine work, and I would consider it an honour to serve with you again.

I pray that all of you are no worse for the wear. Or that those injuries you suffered are on the fast mend.

Hornblower

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[captainhornblower]

Bread, ham, and mustard. Anything else you'd like on it?

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[simplestgift]

It isn't mincemeat pie, but to me, it might as well be ambrosia. Bring it here, servant.

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[captainhornblower]

[Horatio chuckles and makes his way back into the room, bringing a plate with two sandwiches. He sets it down before sitting beside Archie.]

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[simplestgift]

[Archie grabs a sandwich and tears into it with a grimace of total Food Ecstasy.] I never thought a ham sandwich should be so good. [Although he ate...a piece of toast, yesterday, and not really anything today till now.]

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[captainhornblower]

[Horatio is eating too, aware only after he takes the first bite that... yes, he was, in fact, quite hungry himself. He knew he had been hungry, but it takes eating something to realize how hungry.]

At least there's food enough that's simple to make.