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trainingwings2013-02-15 12:34 am
herotypical) wrote in trainingwings2013-02-15 12:34 am
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the road's got me hypnotized
Reserves have just opened and apps are right around the corner. But are you still on the fence about any of your would-be characters? Well -- here is your chance to take them out for a spin!
▣ TAG IN or reply to others with characters you would like to test drive for Luceti.
▣ ONLY add top-level comments for characters who are not yet in the game. You're free to reply to others with Luceti characters (because that's half the fun) but remember that the whole point of this meme is for potential characters.
▣ PLEASE do not post duplicates of characters already in Luceti.
▣ GO AHEAD and give us a brief description of your character in the top-level comment, along with one or two possible ways to run into your test-driven character around town.
▣ YOU MAY use these threads for your first person samples on your app -- just make sure that you link threads of a goodly length (i.e., threads with at least ten comments from your character).
Need a little help getting started? Remember, you needn't post here as though your character is still brand-spankin' new. It'll probably be more fun for all involved if this isn't a simple dress rehearsal for showing up. Here are a few scenario ideas:
o1. The grocery store is out of food. What do you do?
o2. Wing injury! Call for help or stagger your way to one of our fine clinics.
o3. It's a busy evening at Good Spirits, one of Luceti's local bars. Do you dare try the drink specials?
o4. Have a talent for playing music? Try Cloud Nine's open mic night!
o5. Beach party? Snow party? Leaf-raking party? Gardening party? YOU DECIDE.
Okay. So my examples are pretty non-exciting. But they're really just suggestions. I'm POSITIVE you kids can come up with more creative things.
Above all? HAVE FUN. Oh. And don't forget to RESERVE your characters.
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[ having been intoduced by way of the lieutenants sister, as well as being vaguely of equivalent ranks in their respective military arms, sharpe adheres to a simple mister. for any other decent young man, sharpe might have already dropped the mister and -- especially here in luceti -- opted for christian names. however, to court the sister is to be courteous to the brother all at once. sharpe merely finds himself greatful that the lad is affable enough.
tonight, at good spirits, he invites himself to the sailor's table. ] I was hoping you and I wold have a chance to speak.
[ alone. away from faith long. ]
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[The words are warm and friendly. He stands on a fair amount of ceremony, but more from familiarity with it than any rigid obedience. He was brought up in high society, and the Navy had its own codes. But within his social circles, the trappings are more show than strict adherence.
Granted, he had hoped to find himself a little trouble tonight. The soldier's presence would prevent that. Damn.
But this man had taken some sort of interest in Faith. That made it David's job to properly sound him out, satisfy himself as to the motives. With a smile, he pours from the wine bottle into the spare glass and sets it in front of Sharpe.]
As was I. You will drink with me, won't you?
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[ doubtless, he'd accept whatever the spirits were. but a few conversational test volleys would not go so amiss; after all, to achieve his goal tonight he is going to have to turn subtext into actual text. ]
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I can get some wine or brandy if you'd prefer.
[The smile doesn't fade, though, nor does the congeniality. He's glad for the company, even if it's not what he was looking for. The night's still young.]
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I'll take what I can get. [ spain had been good to him and his men, in this regard. when army rum rations ran out, he could purchase local wine to pass 'round. and although spanish wines were smoother than indian arack, he misses the latter with a fierce passion.
or did miss it, at least, until this place. ]
Look -- Long, I want there to be no misunderstandings between you and I.
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He took a sip of his wine, watching the other man carefully.]
And what sort of misunderstandings might there be, Mister Sharpe?
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he clears his throat. ] I dunno what your sister's told you about the circumstances of our meeting...
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[He keeps an eye on Sharpe, the gentle demeanour a little sharpened. The protective older brother. And, perhaps, the Navy man, too.]
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Don't mistake me, Lieutenant. [ distance. ] There was no funny business. If anything, the whole affair was deeply uncomfortable for the pair of us. Having a la-- [ lass. best not to be so cavalier. ] Having anyone appear in your room, as if from thin air, is a troubling experience.
[ he's talking a lot. it's odd. disquieting, almost. so he takes a deep drink. ] I'm telling you this, you see, as a gesture of good will.
[ he'd almost said 'good faith', but the play on words was laughable. what sharpe is driving at is that he's keen to lay these cards on the table in the hopes that he might gain some scrap of a blessing.
a blessing to do what, though? well. he ain't certain yet. ]
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If anyone was going to end up mired in a scandal...
But she always tried to prevent that, too.
So, he nods.]
She has passed on no complaint about your conduct, Mister Sharpe, and... I will trust her judgement, particularly since you seem... honourable.
[Gentlemanly? No, not particularly. But, then, his last chosen suitor for Faith hadn't been quite a gentleman. And he was of the mind that any man who Faith spoke so well of ought to be considered a suitor.]
She trusts you well enough, and I am inclined to trust her. Until I see evidence otherwise.
[And then, his gaze seems to say, he is the worst of enemies to have.]
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but then comes the latent threat and sharpe's expression sobers. not that he's frightened, really -- but he feels it somehow cheap to meet the man's concern with a grin. ] I sometimes fear she favours me so only because there's no one else to favour. No one familiar enough, I mean. No one from home. And if she'd met me back in London, she'd never look twice.
[ why, indeed, should she? although he had a fortune stored by in his accounts, none knew it but his bankers and his sergeant. for all appearances, he still looked like a penniless ruffian in a tattered officer's sash. ]
Worse yet, there is something I haven't told her. And I can't rightly suss whether she's worked it out for herself.
[ after all, even some gently born officers were rough and ragged. scarred and skint. and a navy family might not look so unkindly at a man come up from the ranks, except that he wasn't just some poor farmer's son who shot to success in the army. no -- he was a thief and a murderer and he'd been raised on streets he fancied faith had never seen, although they existed in the same city as her home. ]
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I have found, Mister Sharpe, that it is unwise to doubt my sister's affection and the sincerity with which it is given.
[For she certainly has a marked affection for the soldier. In theory, David ought to be delighted. It's far better than seeing her wrath. Yet, she's been pained by suitors before, and it is to him that the task of protecting her falls.
But as Sharpe, continues, David focuses again.]
What haven't you told her, Major?
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Like as not, she's at least figured that one out. Doesn't take'em long. But I'm afraid I've allowed her to believe I'm from Yorkshire. [ after all, with an accent like this? who wouldn't assume the man's from the north. sharpe's done well to hide his roots. ]
What I haven't told her is that I -- like the pair of you -- am a Londoner. Only -- [ he sighs ] I don't expect either of you've ever stepped in St. Giles.
[ saying the rookery's name is enough; all should become clear. sharpe is grim; sharpe is scum. david could assume whatever he wanted from this information, for sharpe understood the reality was still likely worse. ]
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What could he say? Oh, yes, he could baulk. But if Faith heard about that, he'd be back to having her not speak to him. Hadn't he suggested a suitor for her, one of no birth and who had fought his way through the ranks? A few strokes of fortune, but it didn't change the lowly beginnings. The fact that Edward Burr had no father's name to claim, even. And if he argues here and now, and if Faith learns of it...
No.
His eyes open and fix on Sharpe.]
Let us say, Major, I would... overlook this fact. I can assure you my sister would. If I should not protest.
Would you prove untrue to her? That, I will not suffer.
[Not again.]
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at the very least, he could drum up patience and empathy for david's deeper concern, although he mistook his question for the accusation that the lower-born were somehow more prone to being untrue. ]
I may be a rogue born and bred, Lieutenant, but I sill ain't that kind of a rogue.
[ in fact, he takes women rather seriously. that's not to say he marries every damn one of them. not to say he hasn't gotten himself into some trouble, here and there. but for the most part -- in love -- sharpe is a man more sinned against than sinning. more often than not, the subjects of his affection enjoy their time with him only to turn around and decide they want someone...better. he believes that's what jane will decide, in the end. ]