exsilium | o2 ✍ sharpe's distractions ✍ video

[ The video opens to a pair of hands. Hands, paper, and a line of tobacco. A cigarette being rolled before the camera is tipped upwards and Sharpe comes into view. He drags a hand through his hair, which is more than slightly wet by the rain. It's obvious after a while that he's outside, sitting below the awning of one of the houses in the Hold. His rifle, leaning against his shoulder, is completely dry.

He takes out a lighter and snaps it on, lighting the homemade cigarette and taking a drag. ]

Convenient things, these. [ Tosses the lighter up, and catches it again. ] Works better than any flint. [ Pause, and he shrugs. ] But I ain't here ta talk 'bout fires.

I'm a soldier and I ain't use ta just waiting 'round here. Even travelling and sightseeing [ he grins at this, because going out to the Outlands was fun but not the kind of sightseeing and travel most gentlemen go for ] gets tiring after a while. [ He leans a bit further back against the wall. ] There any books 'round? [ Beat, then he clarifies, because his accent tends to mark him as illiterate: ] Fer reading, I mean. English'd do, but if there's something in French or Spanish, I ain't going ta say no.

[ He takes a drag of the cigarette contemplatively. ]

Stories'll do as well, if no one's got any books ta read.

[ He makes to switch off the transmission, but then he seems to remember something. Scramble, scramble, oops, ash and burnt paper on the camera, which he brushes away irritatedly. ]

Can someone explain ta me how a man and a woman can share the same house without being married or related ta each other? [ He tips his head ta the side. ] It don't say much for decency or the woman's reputation, no. [ Beaaaaaaaaaaaat. ]

And what's those noises on the thirteen floor of that damned building we've been housed in, eh?

[ This is actually Sharpe's point in making the transmission but he wants books as well. Whatever. Look, it's shut off for real now. ]

a little bit later, 10% (crappily) encrypted to morgana

[ Awkwardly: ] How fares you, milady?

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As I am glad to see you well also.

[ There is a change in her expression at that, slight but noticeable. ]

For the moment no, but I cannot be sure how long it will stay that way. [ It turned out time is all she needed for her magic to be returned to her. ]

[ He rubs at his mouth and nose slightly. ]

Is there anything I can do fer you ta feel safer 'round here?

[ Kill them, she wants to say but bites her tongue. She is not weak, she can fight her own battles, and kill her own enemies. ]

Linger, your presence is more than enough to make me feel safer. [ Even with her magic she may need him someday. ]

[ He chuckles quietly. She's so polite, and he ducks his head down, just so slightly. ]

I'd like ta think that I can do more than ta just stay here, milady. That's out of me control.

Give me some time then, and perhaps I shall think up something other for you do to. But for now it shall do.

[ She tilts her own head, a picture of amusement while her mind churns frantically behind her green eyes. ]

[ He quirks his lips upwards. ]

I serve Lord Wellington, ma'am, but he ain't here. I'd be glad ta be in yer service.

[ An eyebrow raises. ]

You would pledge yourself to me? [ Well, this is more than she expected. ] Pledge yourself into the service of the Lady Morgana?

[ He pauses for a moment, and he chuckles softly. ]

I'm already pledged ta King George and Lord Wellington, those they both aren't here. [ Beat. ] I have me duties with the police in this town as well.

Me shoulders aren't clean, ma'am. [ Neither are his hands. ] But if they do well 'nough fer yer service, I'd pledge meself ta you, aye.

The cleanness of your shoulders do not bother me, nor your hands. [ For her own are just as unclean. ] You have proven to be a man worthy of some trust, and as such I will gladly accept you into my service.

[ It's a little difficult, but he shifts, standing up and holding onto the tablet. It's probably awkward as all heck, but Sharpe manages a small little bow, nonetheless. ]

Aye, and I'm glad ta serve you, milady.

[ She cannot help but laugh at the display, but she certainly appreciates his effort regardless. ]

I think I have thought of something you can do, if it pleases you I would have you escort me amongst the city.

Due to my injuries I hadn't the time to explore it myself, but now that I am well again I wish to get to know this cage of ours.

[ Why do women keep laughing at him oh god :| :| :|

But he brightens up at that. ]

It'd be a pleasure to have yer company, milady. Though [ sheepishly: ] I ain't much use as a guide. I haven't seen much of the city itself either.

[ Who spent most of his time in the outlands? This one, that's who. ]

[ Maybe stop being so precious and you won't get laughed at. ]

It does not matter, if I wanted a guide I would have found one, besides I think it is much better to explore with someone who is as blind to the city as I am. It makes it more exciting.

[ That is a thing she will look into eventually, oh yes. ]

Excitement, maybe, but it don't seem much safe, milady. Ar you truly well now?

I have faith that you would protect me, should danger present itself. [ It is an excuse to see what he is capable of. ] Yes Sharpe, I am well now you needn't worry.

[ Blinks. Wow, that's a lot of faith to have in him when he has only known her for less than a month. Sharpe coughs, and he might just be blushing a little bit. ]

I'm glad ta hear it, ma'am, and I'll do me best.

[ He better live up to the faith she is putting in him, as it is not something she does lightly. ]

I am certain you will. [ A beat. ] In a few days time, I shall contact you and we shall explore.

[ He will, because this pretty much isn't something he does regularly either. But he has his own honour. ]

Aye. I'll wait fer yer call them, milady.

[ He salutes her slightly. ]

Ma'am.

[ Annnnd he shuts off the video. ]

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