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wouldntbetonit) wrote2011-11-24 08:26 pm
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Character
Name: William Bush, Lieutenant
Fandom: Hornblower
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Time Period: 1800’s
Wing Color: brown as his hair
History:
Book verse!
Mutiny
Retribution
Loyalty
Duty
Personality: Bush is largely a product of his surroundings and his time. He has been at sea since he was a very young man, and has not known any other way of life; therefore, his mannerisms are entirely colored by the Royal Navy. He is a very serious, somber individual. Unceasingly loyal, hardworking, and practical. He has little use for things that go beyond his understanding; high-mindedness or abstract thought. Bush isn't particularly ambitious and has great respect for the chain of naval command - it's ingrained in him to be so. Where Horatio is a born leader, Bush is a born follower. He does it well and he does it without complaint.
Bush is not one to be easily impressed. He has high standards and assumes that most share his devotion and commitment to their duties. When confronted with someone who is not as driven in their profession as he, it leads to a puzzled and mildly disgruntled lieutenant. Give the man a position of authority, and this translates into a very driven leadership style. Bush can be a taskmaster and can be quite brutal in exacting the desired level of performance from his underlings. Bush has been reported to lack creativity and vision, but he has come up with some pretty good threats to enforce his authority (he'd never go through with them). But he is secretly a patient and good man under it all.
Bush is a very sensible and blunt creature. If he has something to say, he says it; he sees no point in mincing words. He can usually be depended upon to speak the truth, and to follow through on his word when it is given. This is also because he does not give that word indiscriminately. If Bush feels that something is wrong or ill-conceived, he has no qualms about questioning it -- generally politely, especially when superiors are involved, but still questioning. More often than not, however, Bush ends up doing what he sees as his duty, whatever his questioning does or does not accomplish. He is a cautious individual, stolid, and not prone to the risk-taking of his more famous friend.
He can a bit of a paradox at times. Bush definitely comes across as detached and cold, especially when it comes to naval matters, but this couldn't be further from the truth. Bush does have silly human feelings, but he has a difficult time categorizing or even recognizing them. He's an officer through and through and anything that falls outside of that realm needs much thought and rumination. Both of which Bush has little patience for. Bush can be a mother-hen when he wants to; while he isn't always observant, Bush does notice when those close to him are running themselves ragged, and he isn't too shy to say they should rest or eat something. Often he will poke at Horatio to eat more, for the man is far too skinny. It might appear as if he has no sense of humor, but Bush does indeed have one! A very well hidden one but it exists; it's more sardonic than anything unfortunately. Smiling is a Very Big Deal for this man. He doesn’t seem to have much respect for himself, which is shocking to think of when you look at him. He has great respect for his position and what he must do, but he belittles himself constantly. His standards are too high even for himself. (Hornblower seems to meet them just fine however.) He usually tells himself that he has no imagination, that he cannot grasp higher subjects of thought when he shows examples of great insight and strategy as a naval man in the books and films.
The bottom line for interactions with William Bush? Give respect, get respect in turn. Show yourself worthy, and have a strong and true friend who can always be depended upon for assistance or support. Prove yourself to be otherwise, and face his disapproval.
Strengths:
William doesn't really have a lot of 'stand out' abilities. Beyond his competence for 1800's sailing know how, and the time's military order, there isn't much to the man. One thing he does have on his side however is the physical. Bush is very strong and a excellent seaman. Spending near his entire life on a ship, Bush is accustomed to a hard life.
This is one of his defining qualities and is probably the most generalized phrase one could use for this man: Strong. A good example of the physical aspect is of Bush’s endurance and stamina, especially in battle. There is little note of it in the movies as everything is captured from a viewer’s perspective, but in Lieutenant Hornblower Bush goes days without sleeping and without food. Toward the end of a siege against a Spanish fort, the heat and exhaustion gets to most of the men and they all fall asleep while the officers (including Bush - who was in charge of this attack) stand watch. Bush notes time and time again just how tired he is and yet he will not go to sleep. This continues into the mutiny of Spanish prisoners where Bush just gets a few hours of rest before the call to arms is sounded. Incredibly ill prepared with only his most basic weapons, Bush mows through Spaniard soldiers like they were grass and only stops when he passes out from blood loss. The second of these events is heavily featured in the films, the first is merely hinted at with the focus being more on Hornblower’s trial during this period.
Mentally he is a loyal man, true to the end and almost exclusively to his captain. Of course he has his own mind and sense of right and wrong, he can decide for himself whether a man is worth his trust and honour as an officer. It is quickly apparent how far he is willing to go for a person he holds in high esteem. Even so far as to risk his career and honour as a lieutenant in the Royal Navy. Many times he does things that can easily be considered mutiny but only because of the trust he has in other people.
As for emotion, just because he does not tend to show emotion does not mean he is incapable of them. This is both a fatal weakness and a strength for William Bush. While he is very healthy in what he feels, Bush considers it folly to really indulge in them. This, of course, leads to him being utterly inexperienced when he wants to identify them.
Weaknesses:
William doesn’t have too much going for him in the smarts department. Unlike his captain, Bush is not the intellectual of the two. He is poor in maths - even though his profession calls for a understanding of physics. The game of whist is even a challenge for him, so much so he detests playing the game at all. He’s bad with language as well; French and Spanish elude him very easily and he’s incredibly frustrated when people use anything other than English in front of him. Common courtesy, guys. He’s repeatedly called unimaginative and to some degree he is quite dull-minded. Horatio is constantly annoyed with his smarts (or lack thereof) in the books and movies. His skills in subtlety also fail drastically. At one point in the films, he, Archie Kennedy and Horatio Hornblower are locked in the hold and must be released by a man who doesn’t care for any of them. Kennedy and Hornblower manage to get him on the last leg of his will against aiding them until Bush pipes in and ruins everything thinking it would help. (It doesn’t if you were wondering.)
As said above, Bush’s emotional response to things is that of a cucumber. On the outside at least. While he does have a strong response to things, he cannot really acknowledge them properly. It wouldn’t be befitting of an Englishman, nor a sailor. Empathy is not something high on his list, either. Especially when it comes to people crying.
Physically Bush has no stand out weaknesses other than his own humanity. He gets sick, feels pain, bleeds, and would die like anyone else if any of these got to be too much for him. He isn't exactly a great shot... give him a person in front of him and he'll hit them, but a marksman he ain't. Nor is he especially skilled with a sword. Adept, yes. But he's more of a brawler than anything.
Samples
First Person: I am not a naturally chatty fellow. Don’t much like the talkative type either so I’ll make this as quick. I would simply like to know who the longest...resident, I suppose, here is. Of anyone, they’d ought know what to do that wasn’t a complete waste of time around these parts. Feeling damn useless and it ain’t as if I can pack up and leave. Lord knows I’d like to.
...There is not much I can do - not suited to anything aside from sailing. But if you’re needing an extra pair of hands with any of these missions or such, I’d be obliged. That sounds like something I could get my teeth into.
…
Well, there you have it. I’ve dragged this on for too long now. I apologize for that.
Third Person:
“Holy God!” His first immediate reaction upon waking in snow would be that of anyone elses. Of course, being dressed in only trousers in the middle of winter when last he remembered it was spring didn’t help him repress any shock as he scrambled up from the snow bank to his feet. Bush wrapped his arms around his chest, trying for warmth.
Speaking would be out of his reach. The stalwart lieutenant was shocked into silence. He’d been utterly transported and without any idea of what in the hell had happened. He could remember it - his suddenly ‘old’ world - as clear as day. The sun shining down on deck, breeze catching sail just right, the murmur of a contented and hardworking crew. It was a good day. And then this hell was thrust upon him in the very instant he could blink.
Now he was under-dressed (especially for the season), unarmed, and completely lost in the middle of a forest. “I’ll have someone’s head for this,” he growled to himself, rather pointless as no one was present to tremble in fear. Bush knew he had to get moving or he’d be loosing toes and feet, and there wasn’t any way in hell he’d be walking then. Each step was just as painful as the last, the snow felt like glass under his feet - biting into his skin and freezing his bones. Bush would be lucky if he managed to avoid frostbite. Very, very lucky.
It was quiet in the forest and William Bush was so used to noise in his every waking and sleeping moment, noise of a ship and men working and fighting. It’d gone hand in hand with his life - so intricately woven that he never really noticed until it’s absence. Normally Bush abhorred unnecessary chatter, always bellowing at the men to stop gossiping - eventually the crew learned to go silently past Mr Lieutenant Bush or else earn some wrath from the officer. With the dead silence (save for the sounds of him), he rather longed to fill the void. Singing was an acceptable escape - it might even distract him from the freezing cold if he could distract himself enough.
Name: Kim
Livejournal Username:
solasbeagE-mail: crazyjumpingbean@gmail.com
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Current Characters at Luceti:
straightatem - Jack Aubreynobodyspoke - Kim PhilbyCharacter
Name: William Bush, Lieutenant
Fandom: Hornblower
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Time Period: 1800’s
Wing Color: brown as his hair
History:
Book verse!
Mutiny
Retribution
Loyalty
Duty
Personality: Bush is largely a product of his surroundings and his time. He has been at sea since he was a very young man, and has not known any other way of life; therefore, his mannerisms are entirely colored by the Royal Navy. He is a very serious, somber individual. Unceasingly loyal, hardworking, and practical. He has little use for things that go beyond his understanding; high-mindedness or abstract thought. Bush isn't particularly ambitious and has great respect for the chain of naval command - it's ingrained in him to be so. Where Horatio is a born leader, Bush is a born follower. He does it well and he does it without complaint.
Bush is not one to be easily impressed. He has high standards and assumes that most share his devotion and commitment to their duties. When confronted with someone who is not as driven in their profession as he, it leads to a puzzled and mildly disgruntled lieutenant. Give the man a position of authority, and this translates into a very driven leadership style. Bush can be a taskmaster and can be quite brutal in exacting the desired level of performance from his underlings. Bush has been reported to lack creativity and vision, but he has come up with some pretty good threats to enforce his authority (he'd never go through with them). But he is secretly a patient and good man under it all.
Bush is a very sensible and blunt creature. If he has something to say, he says it; he sees no point in mincing words. He can usually be depended upon to speak the truth, and to follow through on his word when it is given. This is also because he does not give that word indiscriminately. If Bush feels that something is wrong or ill-conceived, he has no qualms about questioning it -- generally politely, especially when superiors are involved, but still questioning. More often than not, however, Bush ends up doing what he sees as his duty, whatever his questioning does or does not accomplish. He is a cautious individual, stolid, and not prone to the risk-taking of his more famous friend.
He can a bit of a paradox at times. Bush definitely comes across as detached and cold, especially when it comes to naval matters, but this couldn't be further from the truth. Bush does have silly human feelings, but he has a difficult time categorizing or even recognizing them. He's an officer through and through and anything that falls outside of that realm needs much thought and rumination. Both of which Bush has little patience for. Bush can be a mother-hen when he wants to; while he isn't always observant, Bush does notice when those close to him are running themselves ragged, and he isn't too shy to say they should rest or eat something. Often he will poke at Horatio to eat more, for the man is far too skinny. It might appear as if he has no sense of humor, but Bush does indeed have one! A very well hidden one but it exists; it's more sardonic than anything unfortunately. Smiling is a Very Big Deal for this man. He doesn’t seem to have much respect for himself, which is shocking to think of when you look at him. He has great respect for his position and what he must do, but he belittles himself constantly. His standards are too high even for himself. (Hornblower seems to meet them just fine however.) He usually tells himself that he has no imagination, that he cannot grasp higher subjects of thought when he shows examples of great insight and strategy as a naval man in the books and films.
The bottom line for interactions with William Bush? Give respect, get respect in turn. Show yourself worthy, and have a strong and true friend who can always be depended upon for assistance or support. Prove yourself to be otherwise, and face his disapproval.
Strengths:
William doesn't really have a lot of 'stand out' abilities. Beyond his competence for 1800's sailing know how, and the time's military order, there isn't much to the man. One thing he does have on his side however is the physical. Bush is very strong and a excellent seaman. Spending near his entire life on a ship, Bush is accustomed to a hard life.
This is one of his defining qualities and is probably the most generalized phrase one could use for this man: Strong. A good example of the physical aspect is of Bush’s endurance and stamina, especially in battle. There is little note of it in the movies as everything is captured from a viewer’s perspective, but in Lieutenant Hornblower Bush goes days without sleeping and without food. Toward the end of a siege against a Spanish fort, the heat and exhaustion gets to most of the men and they all fall asleep while the officers (including Bush - who was in charge of this attack) stand watch. Bush notes time and time again just how tired he is and yet he will not go to sleep. This continues into the mutiny of Spanish prisoners where Bush just gets a few hours of rest before the call to arms is sounded. Incredibly ill prepared with only his most basic weapons, Bush mows through Spaniard soldiers like they were grass and only stops when he passes out from blood loss. The second of these events is heavily featured in the films, the first is merely hinted at with the focus being more on Hornblower’s trial during this period.
Mentally he is a loyal man, true to the end and almost exclusively to his captain. Of course he has his own mind and sense of right and wrong, he can decide for himself whether a man is worth his trust and honour as an officer. It is quickly apparent how far he is willing to go for a person he holds in high esteem. Even so far as to risk his career and honour as a lieutenant in the Royal Navy. Many times he does things that can easily be considered mutiny but only because of the trust he has in other people.
As for emotion, just because he does not tend to show emotion does not mean he is incapable of them. This is both a fatal weakness and a strength for William Bush. While he is very healthy in what he feels, Bush considers it folly to really indulge in them. This, of course, leads to him being utterly inexperienced when he wants to identify them.
Weaknesses:
William doesn’t have too much going for him in the smarts department. Unlike his captain, Bush is not the intellectual of the two. He is poor in maths - even though his profession calls for a understanding of physics. The game of whist is even a challenge for him, so much so he detests playing the game at all. He’s bad with language as well; French and Spanish elude him very easily and he’s incredibly frustrated when people use anything other than English in front of him. Common courtesy, guys. He’s repeatedly called unimaginative and to some degree he is quite dull-minded. Horatio is constantly annoyed with his smarts (or lack thereof) in the books and movies. His skills in subtlety also fail drastically. At one point in the films, he, Archie Kennedy and Horatio Hornblower are locked in the hold and must be released by a man who doesn’t care for any of them. Kennedy and Hornblower manage to get him on the last leg of his will against aiding them until Bush pipes in and ruins everything thinking it would help. (It doesn’t if you were wondering.)
As said above, Bush’s emotional response to things is that of a cucumber. On the outside at least. While he does have a strong response to things, he cannot really acknowledge them properly. It wouldn’t be befitting of an Englishman, nor a sailor. Empathy is not something high on his list, either. Especially when it comes to people crying.
Physically Bush has no stand out weaknesses other than his own humanity. He gets sick, feels pain, bleeds, and would die like anyone else if any of these got to be too much for him. He isn't exactly a great shot... give him a person in front of him and he'll hit them, but a marksman he ain't. Nor is he especially skilled with a sword. Adept, yes. But he's more of a brawler than anything.
Samples
First Person: I am not a naturally chatty fellow. Don’t much like the talkative type either so I’ll make this as quick. I would simply like to know who the longest...resident, I suppose, here is. Of anyone, they’d ought know what to do that wasn’t a complete waste of time around these parts. Feeling damn useless and it ain’t as if I can pack up and leave. Lord knows I’d like to.
...There is not much I can do - not suited to anything aside from sailing. But if you’re needing an extra pair of hands with any of these missions or such, I’d be obliged. That sounds like something I could get my teeth into.
…
Well, there you have it. I’ve dragged this on for too long now. I apologize for that.
Third Person:
“Holy God!” His first immediate reaction upon waking in snow would be that of anyone elses. Of course, being dressed in only trousers in the middle of winter when last he remembered it was spring didn’t help him repress any shock as he scrambled up from the snow bank to his feet. Bush wrapped his arms around his chest, trying for warmth.
Speaking would be out of his reach. The stalwart lieutenant was shocked into silence. He’d been utterly transported and without any idea of what in the hell had happened. He could remember it - his suddenly ‘old’ world - as clear as day. The sun shining down on deck, breeze catching sail just right, the murmur of a contented and hardworking crew. It was a good day. And then this hell was thrust upon him in the very instant he could blink.
Now he was under-dressed (especially for the season), unarmed, and completely lost in the middle of a forest. “I’ll have someone’s head for this,” he growled to himself, rather pointless as no one was present to tremble in fear. Bush knew he had to get moving or he’d be loosing toes and feet, and there wasn’t any way in hell he’d be walking then. Each step was just as painful as the last, the snow felt like glass under his feet - biting into his skin and freezing his bones. Bush would be lucky if he managed to avoid frostbite. Very, very lucky.
It was quiet in the forest and William Bush was so used to noise in his every waking and sleeping moment, noise of a ship and men working and fighting. It’d gone hand in hand with his life - so intricately woven that he never really noticed until it’s absence. Normally Bush abhorred unnecessary chatter, always bellowing at the men to stop gossiping - eventually the crew learned to go silently past Mr Lieutenant Bush or else earn some wrath from the officer. With the dead silence (save for the sounds of him), he rather longed to fill the void. Singing was an acceptable escape - it might even distract him from the freezing cold if he could distract himself enough.