*hesitantly putting him out there*

[lieutenant_bush]

If I may say so, it does seem odd to have put forth the time and energy into creating such a thing and not know what to do next.

Perhaps you should have thought of that ahead of time.

Comments

[hextraterrestrial]

You seem to think the mun does the writing... thats where many of you have fallen short on assumptions. The cannon develops itself organically and the words stream through the ether. This particular mun is but a vehicle... or antenna. It will simply write itself. Although if the mun was to change his blood from red to blue, he'd probably receive far better reception and achieve much higher frequencies.

[lieutenant_bush]

......

[Lt. Bush would reply to that, but he's convinced there's some sort of corpse talking to him and his eyes got big as saucers.]

What...what sort of creature are you??

[hextraterrestrial]

Cryptozoologists, Xenozoologists and geneticists are frantically working hard on solving that problem.

[thequitecontrary]

These muns rarely think ahead of their own impulsive desires.

[lieutenant_bush]

[Respectful touch of the brim of his hat in acknowledgement of the lady.]

There is a certain lack of discipline in that regard.

[thequitecontrary]

[She smiles in appreciation.]

Indeed. I suppose because there are no consequences for them they can afford to be cavalier, while we are stuck in "headspaces".

[lieutenant_bush]

Indeed, I believe you may be right about that.

Have you found yourself here long, madam?

[thequitecontrary]

Oh, quite a long time. Several years now. My mun had a few plans for me at least. Sometimes that is worse than when they have no plan.

[lieutenant_bush]

I see. Perhaps then I should rejoice in my own situation after all. [More than likely he will continue to be the same stoic stalwart naval officer.]

[thequitecontrary]

It's no fun to languish, so I can understand your possible annoyance with that, though some of the places around here that you could be sent are downright horrible, possibly worse than the things you've seen in His Majesty's Navy.

[lieutenant_bush]

[Lt. Bush is of the opinion that hardship is something everyone faces so he rarely complains about it.]

If I am able to have my commission at sea again, I believe I can survive much of what is handed to me.

[thequitecontrary]

I'm sure you are a strong man, but some of these places can seem like hell itself. Fortunately, my mun has been relatively kind to me so far.

I haven't introduced myself: Lady Mary Crawley.

[lieutenant_bush]

[Another slight bow, hand to his hat in return.]

2nd Lieutenant William Bush of the Renown. A pleasure, your ladyship. I do hope your good fortune continues.

[thequitecontrary]

[She inclines her head back at him.]

You as well, Lieutenant. Perhaps we might see each other on Baker Street.

[lieutenant_bush]

Perhaps we may. Though I have not found many of interest to myself or my author.

[thequitecontrary]

My mun will look out for you. She likes to see other people from the past, as there are not many of them here.

[lieutenant_bush]

I fully intend on keeping a log of my interactions as much up to date as possible.

[thequitecontrary]

Very good. My mun wonders if you might like this one, since it's rather generic.

[lieutenant_bush]

I thank you and accept. Perhaps it would be our second meeting, if you find that appropriate.

[richardkidds]

Maybe they just wanted to spend some time with you... maybe they thought you were bored, mister.