Entry tags:
- arya stark (asoiaf),
- dr. gordon freeman (half-life),
- elissa cousland (dragon age),
- elmer c. albatross (baccano!),
- galadriel (lord of the rings),
- gamora (marvel 616),
- kate kane (dc comics),
- morgana pendragon (merlin),
- sheryl nome (macross frontier),
- ✝ cailan theirin [dragon age],
- ✝ frodo baggins [lotr],
- ✝ harry flynn [uncharted 2],
- ✝ haruno sakura [naruto],
- ✝ ivan vorpatril [vorkosigan saga],
- ✝ kallen kazouki [code geass],
- ✝ kratos aurion [tales of symphonia],
- ✝ lucifer [supernatural],
- ✝ richard sharpe (sharpe),
- ✝ robin [dc comics (earth 31)],
- ✝ tali'zorah vas normandy [mass effect]
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?
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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I wouldn't know. But as there is sorcery, there might be-- ghosts and shades and things as well.
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You have such things in yer world?
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It depends on the spirit. If it is some manner of spirit, and not someone purposefully tormenting you.
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Do you know any possible way ta shout up a ghostie, milord? Any at all?
[ He doesn't think so, pfffft. ]
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When did I say you should shoot them? I said they could be dealt with. If your only way of dealing with anything is to shoot at it, you're going to find yourself in some eventual trouble. [which is pretty rich coming from Arthur. pot kettle black, et cetera.] It might be someone attempting to drive you out of the rooms you've selected, out of malice or boredom--which is rather like someone trying to kill you, as I understand it, except when it's not.
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Aye, highness, he's trying ta drive me out, that much is clear. But I ain't moving, so you have any solutions ta offer other than telling me it's no good shooting it?