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Seventeen Bells: [WRITTEN/ACTION]

On July the 4th, 1776, one Horatio Hornblower was born in Kent. If you see him, bid him many happy returns. He will most likely grump about it all day and act ungrateful, but don't allow it to discourage you. He does appreciate it, he simply does not know it.

[For most of the day, Archie will be running around trying to furnish a bedroom in the house for a new housemate. He'll end up in the library, Good Spirits, the grocery store, then finally the Battle Dome, mostly staring in bewilderment at the controls before deciding this is too scary and leaving. At some point, he'll also take a walk in the woods, rain or no rain, in shirtsleeves and waistcoat but no coat. After a while, he'll get back on the journals.]

[Filtered away from Grell, 44%]

If you wanted to surprise someone dear to you, to cheer her up when she returned from being kidnapped, what would you do for her?

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[rather cheerfully]

Oh good. You aren't dead.

Not completely.

Is Mr. Bush faring as well, or should I start planning eulogies?

I think he had more Romulan ale than I did. Never combine Scotch and Romulan ale, Jilly.

[that gets a laugh] I'll be sure to keep that in mind.

I didn't know Horatio's birthday was the 4th.

It is. As if the name Hornblower wasn't sufficient.

....what's wrong with being born on the 4th?

[The obvious discrepancy between American independence and a British naval officer hasn't quite occurred to her.

....She doesn't ask what's wrong with being named Hornblower]

He's been given a bit of ribbing as a result.

But, it's the-

[there's a pause, followed by a quick laugh] Oh. That....makes sense.

Yes. Though there are worse birthdays, I suppose.

You know, from where I'm standing it's a pretty good birthday to have, honestly.

You're American.

Well, that would be the point.

All you did was sign a bit of paper that day, you know.

[laughing] I wouldn't discount it. They do say the pen is mightier than the sword.

I'd like to see an army wielding pens, for a change. How do you like William?

It would be a nice change.

He's a friend of yours. That's good enough for me. I haven't really had a chance to talk to him much.

Truth is, I didn't even know him a full year, back home. But we were together almost constantly, the last few days. He's a good man.

[Very kind to a dying one, as well.]

[the last few days...

It's enough to cut the laughter from her voice, settling it on something more serious] Then I'm glad he's here.

As am I. It's good to see him again.

Two people from home in such a short time. Whatever's drawing people here seems to like you.

[it's somewhat light. Not quite teasing, but related]

...Perhaps it will be you, next.

[that gets a bright laugh] Oh god...

I can just imagine Geordie's face if he woke up with wings. He wouldn't believe it even if he saw it with his own eyes.

He doesn't believe everyone has wings inside them already, I take it?

He's a bit more of a skeptic than I am.

[it was the understatement of the century, to say the least]

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