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[onemistress]

[ the tablet is sat in Elizabeth's lap, she hasn't worked out really how it works beyond hitting buttons until something seemed to happen. Which she's frowning so at it then far too pleased with herself when it seems to do what she wants it to. ]

How on earth do they make the little images move -- ? [ but it is no real, matter. She's learning to just accept the fact she doesn't understand how half this stuff works ] I've a few questions that I cannot ascertain simply from watching if I may be so bold... [ she licks her lips briefly before continuing. ] ... where does one find material to make clothes from? As I've yet to make sense of the items I find here made already, but the clothes I arrived in are... not fitting for most daily activities. [ It had only one layer of clothing and... no. No that seems wrong and strange and not at all decent. ]

As well as... [ she lent her head on her hand as she hummed. Making requests is strange, there ought to be people swarming about her, accompanying her wherever she went but now there isn't and its so odd to ask. ] Would I be able to request someone to take a walk about the city with me? Someone who is familiar with the times, so to speak, as I find myself unable to make sense of very much of it. England was a very different place to me, and I cannot make heads nor tails of her now. I do not ever recall her raining so much. [ and she smiles very briefly. ]

My thanks for your time.

[ ooc: my mistake, this should read as coming from Victoria Guildford. forgot to add it in, all my apologies for the confusion. ]

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[ensorceler]

Most of the other Transports seem to be overflowing with good Christian charity, but not so with the other refugees. Those that are from this time, and many not native to England. But...they are still it's people now, and as such they are our people. They have not seen it this way, for as you see they are poorly dressed and cared for, and have died from recent attacks on the Hold.

I think it to be our duty, nay, our honor to bring color back into this world, through whatever means possible. There can be no progress if one cannot love the land they fight for.

[onemistress]

[ She's a little stunned at that, because she hadn't thought of them as soldiers of England. That made her stomach churn all over again. Made her feel small, these people were fighting a war for her country and they were no doubt dying for too.

She felt small and like she was at the portrait of her father's feet again, weeping because what is she to do? There were her people father, please speak to her, on heaven or on earth, she needed to know what to do.

( Elizabeth tried not to think of the irony that she was still in fact asking a parent of hers what to do, but it was too twisted and bitter to think on too long. )

But that all came down to the same thing: ]

I am in full agreement, my lady. We must do all we can to boost their spirits, in all manners that can be done. [ a pause, and she cast her eyes about. ] Have you always had such fervor for the English people?

[ensorceler]

I am glad you agree.

[ She shifts to glance over her shoulder, noting that the other woman always seems to be a step or so behind her. The poor woman must still be so troubled by the situation; Anne can sympathize. ]

I have only the dearest love for my family, and so I must love the land that nourishes us, and our lord and sovereign who protects and guides us. I must always have these thoughts in my mind no matter where I go, and I know I will not stray. It is God's will.

[onemistress]

Wholeheartedly.

[ and when she caught the lady looking, she gave a smile, as untroubled as she could manage. Her very best to be cheerful. ]

So it would seem, and I am glad I am not... the only one to think such things. I must confess I do not understand how they think here sometimes.

[ensorceler]

[ With a scoff, good-natured as it is, Anne waves her hand in an almost dismissive motion. ]

Trouble yourself not overlong. There is much to learn, and I would never suggest limiting yourself in this time, but I caution you not to grasp at everything. We must always represent our England, I should think, though it is in our favor to learn everything of theirs.

[ And then, a light nod of her head in near deference. ]

At my lady's pleasure.

[onemistress]

Of course, madam.

[ This felt rather like receiving instruction, like Kat had done a dozens times before. ]

Which store shall we go to first, my lady?

[ensorceler]

I fear I have no knowledge of the superior tailor as of yet, but one or two places nearby have had...passable fabrics. I am sorry for it is unlikely you will find much of quality in as fine as that of your mistress's court, or mine for that matter.

[ But there's always a chance, of course, and even if not what are they if not resourceful. Anne really doesn't have a favorite for this reason, though, so she opts for the nearest shop several minutes away so that they can get out of the rain. ]

[onemistress]

We are so very far from court. [ she thought on that a brief moment. ] It is such a shame that England no longer has one, when His Majesty set about making England a place of grandeur for all the world to see.

[ She followed Anne into the shop, and despite her best efforts, her hair already felt sodden. ]

[ensorceler]

[ Once inside, Anne pushes her hood down to free her long hair and allow her a true gaze around. With an easy sigh at being inside a dry place, she turns head head to smile brightly at Elizabeth. It's forced, because she cries over that very same tragedy sometimes when alone. ]

For true, England is no less beautiful in my memory. I do my best to hold it clear in my gaze wherever it might fall, for we must not give up on our land any more than we ought give up on her people.

[onemistress]

[ and for a woman supposed to being a maid, she is far too direct in her questions. It had always been a problem, and she could hear Cecil groaning in frustration. ]

So you would consider the transport the people of this land, as much as the ones that have been here since the King's fell?

[ Whenever that was, she's not sure, and there's not small amount of bitterness in her voice for it. ]