Dec 22, 2011 00:49
[After such a hair-raising, startling introduction to battle in this land of Luceti Jack Aubrey returned to his rooms with a tweaked perspective on things here. Nothing that couldn't be ignored with a good sleep. Which he promptly did the instant he found his bed.
Without the sound of a bell to wake him, Jack slept a good hour and a half longer than he thought he should have. To him five hours was plenty enough, used to operating on four to none. He had been padding around the flat for the last few days. Doing menial things, playing music until his fingers turned black, eating and drinking until he might pass out, doing nothing worthwhile for days.
Eventually luxury like that drove him mad, it always did. A few days into shore leave he went absolutely stir-crazy. Which could be the reason for his thinking now.]
It has occurred to me that during the fighting, the Third Party troops had a considerable amount of armor to protect them. Especially their wings. Now why don't we do anything like that? They're our weakest points, would be wiser to shield them than display....
Are there any armorers out there?
he actually has a brain!,
jack has a good idea,
for once,
goldilocks has a smart beware,
derp