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Pray tell, how well dost I drive?
Feedback, questions and concerns regarding my character are all welcome here. Comments screened for thy privacy. -
three. gaoler.
Admiral, my name is Fanshawe! Further attempts to address me as anything other than Angelica Fanshawe shall not only be ignored, but quite possibly met with indignation or outright scorn. The other woman does not exist. I bid you let me live as myself.
[Private to Costigan]
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two. audio.
Someone has been in my cabin. At first I thought it was some sort of magick, or perhaps the Admiral was to blame, as there was always kindling by the hearth and the soot was swept from the fireplace, but....
[There's a pause. Her voice gets softer.]
There were footprints. Muddy footprints.
[Another pause.]
And my ribbons are missing.
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one. audio.
[For the curious - Angelica's headed straight for the kitchens. Being half-starved for two years will rearrange your priorities a little.
It takes her a while to figure out the communicator, and there's a couple of muffled, nervous posts lasting all of three seconds just before this.What cheer, everyone. I am not so certain if you can even hear ( Read more... ) -
one and ninety. when the first is last and the last is first.
I come to you now to say farewell - I hope you did not expect me to leave quietly! I ask only for your attention, for this is the last time you shall hear my voice, and my last opportunity to speak so freely before I am once more silenced ( Read more... ) -
ninety.
[Private to Sexby]
Mal has come to a decision.
[Angelica's Friends Filter]
I have news. -
nine and eighty.
[Private to Mal]
I know you must be busy, but I would like to speak to you. We could sup together, or take the air in the evening, or...what-ever you would like best, madam.
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eight and eighty.
Admiral! A request, sir...though not humble one, but I would have you hear it anyway. Might we go to The Blazing World the next time we disembark? We venture to so many places, each more strange than the last, so why not a new world? There are such beasts, sir -- bear-men and fox-men and bird-men, and all of them speak and are civil! Why, the ape- ( Read more... ) -
seven and eighty. a plan. vaguely.
[Filtered to Svetlana's Friends]Would you offer Sveta a place in your world? If ever she needed to escape from here, and if you are capable, would you give her a place in your home? Doctors, adventurers and adventuresses, would you take her far from here if she needed it ( Read more... )