Luceti Appointments

[wouldntbetonit]

Messages and meetings that aren't journal and log posts for Lt. William Bush!

(Please date and title accordingly~)

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January 17th - action

[captainhornblower]

[It was early in the morning, and Hornblower stood on the empty deck of Britannia after having paced for an hour. The only other soul on board was Lieutenant William Bush.

He had planned on coming alone, just to pace along the deck and think. But then he'd noticed that someone else was awake and there had just been... a silent understanding for him to come along.

It felt, in a way, more real to him. The cold salt air stung his lungs, and the breeze cut at his face. He could almost think he was in England. With Archie at his side, he always felt the strangeness of this place.

William Bush made it feel like a reality; Archie made it feel like a dream.

Yet, he was aware that nothing was permanent here. William could be gone in a heartbeat. Archie could be gone in a blink.

He turned to look at Bush with that thought.]

What do you think of her?

[The young, proud husband looking to a friend for approval of his beautiful new wife. His beloved Britannia.]

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[wouldntbetonit]

[William had not smiled since he arrived. Which was no great feat. William Bush rarely smiled. But seeing friends again - he could safely call Archie Kennedy a friend - was usually met with happy grins and laughter. Unfortunately, the circumstances out weighted the levity.

'Till now, of course. William was hard-pressed to keep from beaming. Familiarity in an unfamiliar land.]

Lovely. She's just - [He nod a few times. Liking his choice of words from before.] lovely.

Who started?

[Because clearly the ship couldn't have been built in the time frame you'd presented earlier Horatio. That was just impossible.]

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[captainhornblower]

God as my witness, William. Two weeks.

[For a moment, Horatio Hornblower was grinning.]

Archie designed her, and we had a crew helping us build her. A shipwright... Don't ask me how he did it, but, by God, he did it.

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[wouldntbetonit]

Two weeks?

[William Bush laughs a little in disbelief. He walked about the deck, in Horatio's vicinity - simply because he wouldn't presume to go any further. He may not have believed Horatio about the time but he wouldn't argue it here. Not now.]

I'll be damned.

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[captainhornblower]

Two weeks.

[He knows how remarkable it is. Horatio smiled very, very faintly over at William.]

She could do with some guns, but I doubt the Malnosso will give us those. Unless they send us back into battle.

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[wouldntbetonit]

By God - [He cuts himself off in favor of being silent. Simply taking in the ship and falling a little in love himself.]

Damn the Malnosso, I'll make them myself if we have to.

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[captainhornblower]

[Horatio can't help but give a quiet laugh.]

I think a few residents here would protest.

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[wouldntbetonit]

Would they now?

[It sounds more like 'are they important?']