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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?
video; /sits on you
That ain't how you use that term. [ Fake-snootily. ] She is the Lady Morgana. [ Pause. ] And I doubt she's much fer farming.
video; 8)
Lady Morgana? [ ... hang on a second. Wow Camelots get out, it's like an infestation. ]
No, I imagine she isn't. She's not a bit unhinged, is she? [ Or banging her brother or anything, you know. Because he only remembers those really terrible iterations of the legends, let's be honest. ]
video;
video;
Not an insult, mate, just a different perspective. Her reputation precedes her.
video;
Reputation? She arrived here the same time as me, and I ain't seen or heard anything 'bout her.