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greenjacketed) wrote2013-03-03 08:30 am
greenjacketed) wrote2013-03-03 08:30 am
SHARPE'S MEAL ⚔ WRITTEN | ACTION
[ after the public relations disaster of his last broadcast, sharpe has since kept his journal under a sort of imprisonment: tied shut with leather straps and stuffed in a cloth sack, that sack being knotted as well. but today he gingerly picks it from its incarceration and flicks through its pages until he settles upon one he likes. and then sharpe picks up his pencil.
he writes three messages. as ever, his handwriting is scrawlish, ill-practised, and riddled with errors. none are filtered, although only the first is intended for community consumption:]
LUCETI -- I need to speak with someone who can cook ades--deecdecent meal. [ ugh this is borderline humiliating someone shoot him and put him out of his misery. ] Frogs need not apply, beecuz I don't want the lot to taste like cheese and garlik.
KATNISS -- I'm coming by before 12. We have our wager to settle.
MISS FAITH LONG -- might a man call on you this afternoon?
-- R. SHARPE
[ OTHERWISE the man can be found staring disconsolately at grocery items. some of these things have never before been seen by eyes such as his. in fact, some of these things look barely edible. sharpe's been in luceti for a year, but he just about never goes to the grocery shop -- not when he has katniss looking after him with her stew. not when he can still shoot his own game. but today brings his boots squarely inside this devil's shop. as he browses, he mutters: ] Bloody hell...
[ LATER, sharpe has taken up a sentry position at the bar in good spirits. he's drinking watered down brandy because he can't afford to get drunk tonight. he's on the lookout for a certain fire-haired giant of a man. ganondorf. for it occurs to sharpe that he doesn't know where he lives, only that he's often seen at the bar. so he waits. ]
he writes three messages. as ever, his handwriting is scrawlish, ill-practised, and riddled with errors. none are filtered, although only the first is intended for community consumption:]
LUCETI -- I need to speak with someone who can cook a
KATNISS -- I'm coming by before 12. We have our wager to settle.
MISS FAITH LONG -- might a man call on you this afternoon?
-- R. SHARPE
[ OTHERWISE the man can be found staring disconsolately at grocery items. some of these things have never before been seen by eyes such as his. in fact, some of these things look barely edible. sharpe's been in luceti for a year, but he just about never goes to the grocery shop -- not when he has katniss looking after him with her stew. not when he can still shoot his own game. but today brings his boots squarely inside this devil's shop. as he browses, he mutters: ] Bloody hell...
[ LATER, sharpe has taken up a sentry position at the bar in good spirits. he's drinking watered down brandy because he can't afford to get drunk tonight. he's on the lookout for a certain fire-haired giant of a man. ganondorf. for it occurs to sharpe that he doesn't know where he lives, only that he's often seen at the bar. so he waits. ]
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I understand. I didn't know if it was a societal thing or something else. [Thinking back on the entries she's seen, it's not too surprising, really. Faith's announcements have been very formal from what Pepper remembers, which is part of why they stood out.] Is she still okay even if she doesn't have the help?
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[ and sharpe, now, can empathize. he's done living alone in that apartment. all it takes will be katniss's agreement to change his situation. ] Even better if it's someone who'll teach her a thing or two about fending for herself.
[ so many words! the man has opinions on the matter. opinions, clearly, that he doesn't dare share with the woman herself. it wouldn't be right, telling her how to live her life. ]
As I've already said, the woman is of the quality. She'll need time to grow accustomed to a life without servants and maids. Cooks and coachmen.
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So you think she needs a roommate. That's definitely understandable. This place can get very quiet when you're living alone.
[It's sweet how Sharpe clearly cares, even if he won't say these things to Faith directly.]
She's off to a good start; it seems like she's got a good person looking out for her.
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It's an officer's right and prerogative to offer protection to a woman in need. Anyone in need, I suppose, unless he is the enemy. And Miss Long was decent to me when she could have...ah, caused a scene.
[ a huff. ] She arrived here in my quarters, you see. Was a shock for both of us.
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…Oh dear. [She stifles a laugh as a very clear picture of how that could have gone comes into mind, especially with what else Richard’s just told her.] Yes, I imagine so. It must have been very awkward.
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[ giant boots and a great coat. all of them mucked and tattered. nothing he owns deserves her. ] I trust she thought the worst of me.
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And she couldn't have thought too badly of you. She is having dinner with you tonight. [Which Pepper doubts would happen if Sharpe had left her with a bad impression.]
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