*smacks bunny with a paddle* (no, just a boat paddle, you dirty-minded people on f-list)

[kma]

I swear, I hate my bunny. It hates me back. Because I'm a total whore when it comes to historical movies, many a year ago I watched a really fun movie which features young naval cadets, one of which really spends a lot of time in a dress. And I read the book... (For those of you rushing to find that movie, you can't watch it unless you know Russian

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[kma]

No! No! Don't feed the bunny! ;-P

And I've given Sharpe another half-brother, dammit... And Sharpe's the baby brother again. I think he's doomed to be the baby brother.

[kma]

Hey! The more Sharpe smut, the merrier. Even if it's Sharpe/Truman. Everything's better than Sharpe/Hakeswill. But Sharpe hasn't buggered Egor. (Whom I actually need to work on. He was just named yesterday. He's Georgii, actually, Egor for short.) But he did cause his half-sister to faint. ;-p

I'm totally cracking up at the book where I borrowed Egor's (and Sharpe's) hypothetical father from... Here's a bit I just totally LOLed at (rough translation, of course...):

Junior officer Kotov conducted in the navigatation school a class called "Knightly equestrianism and riding-master's horse training". It is difficult to imagine something more useless for a seaman than riding-master training unless it would be "The science about various ways of blowing soap bubbles" [...].

[sharpiefan]

Your plotbunnies are multiplying at an alarming rate. Like, well, rabbits. Maybe you should go in for breeding them?

And why can't you get your oh-so-Sharpe-looking Russian south? It doesn't have to be Sharpe who runs everywhere, you know.

(Drat, I've just multiplied the plotbunnies. *runs and hides*)