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I have heard the Arguments that Time has stopped at Home, and while the Idea brings me slight Peace, I do not believe I can rest here without Consequence.

Inaction is as much of a Crime as active Treachery, and I wish to Help in any Fashion I may. I am able bodied, well used to working in open Seas and under Orders. You shall find my Complaints very few in number, under Condition that any Action asked of me is given fairly, and does not impugn on the Rights of God’s Creatures or against Country.

If I may also inquire, I am still hopeful to locate a dear Friend of mine, a Dragon by the name of Temeraire— or perhaps Lung Tien Xiang. He is of black coloring with blue markings, in the Heavy Weight class and distinguishable by a unique facial ruff and tendrils. If he is occupied, or perhaps if I am gone when He arrives, let Him know that He is missed, that He must take care of Himself, and that William Laurence asks only for Him to be happy, even if He is not near.

Cpt. Wllm Lrnce

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He originally hailed from Scotland- from Kingair, to be precise. His presence is still the talk of London society.

[He has no doubt that their Englands aren't much alike, thanks to the presence of supernaturals in one and dragons in the other.]

I am not surprised at all, if for no other reason than that I hail from sixty or seventy years later than you.

[ with that, Laurence frowns. So this fellow knew they were from separate times, yet did not bother to say? He doesn't take offense, but it certainly puts him in a cross mood ]

Perhaps if you had said that earlier, we would have saved ourselves the trouble of comparing our differing societies. I would not have used your time to ask of men long gone.

[He's a prickly one, isn't he? Lyall looks apologetic.]

I do beg your pardon, Captain. I shouldn't have wasted your time. Is there any information about the turtle you might want to make it up to you? I shall do my best to answer.

[ Laurence is the epitome of an honorable cactus, lbr. Laurence is rather abashed, realizing he's being a bit of an ass when all Lyall has really done is be helpful. He realizes rather late now that his first assumption should be that everyone is from a different time. ]

Your offer is appreciated Sir, but you have been helpful indeed, even if my ingratitude spoke otherwise. Perhaps if you have time later, I could impose once more, once I've gotten my bearings.

[Pff, he's dealt with pricklier. Lord Conall Maccon is much more unpleasant, and quite inclined to roaring.]

It would hardly be an imposition. Assisting my countrymen, from whatever time they hail, is a very welcome duty.

[ and heavy drinking too! ]

It does seem we are rather heavily outnumbered. I was nearly under the impression I had awoken in a French colony.

Temeraire seems to be quite taken with them, so it isn't surprising that they would want to welcome you. I don't believe there are more than ten, however- though that does mean they still outnumber us.

[He has his own reasons for not being particularly fond of the French, but they aren't as acute as Laurence's.]

Less than ten— it is not so terrible.

[ he'd be making unhappy cow noises right now if he weren't in polite company. ]

They are pleasant, and quite amiable. I suppose it's natural Temeraire would have taken a liking to their company.

[ but it's troubling and Laurence does feel a pang of jealousy, not that he'd ever admit it ]

It could certainly be worse.

[Unhappy cow noises flatter no one, sir.]

Yes, they are amiable enough. But I am sure Temeraire can give you a more thorough report of them.

[He has kept an eye on them, but he keeps an eye on everyone. Temeraire knows them better.]

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