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[captainhornblower]

Thirty-six rules. Most quite flexible, really.

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[devildavy.livejournal.com]

There's always rules, an' a way around 'em.

[captainhornblower]

Should I violate these [too much] I could find myself without a career. Or at the end of a noose.

[devildavy.livejournal.com]

Not thinkin' o'turnin' pirate are ye, laddie? I know some who've done so, fer the adventure... but there are risks!

[captainhornblower]

...If, sir, I were thinking of turning pirate, I should not worry about following the Articles of War, now should I?

[devildavy.livejournal.com]

Ye never know wi' some out there...

[unluckysandwich.livejournal.com]

[The costumed (http://file.iosinx.com/img/201012/Emily-Browning-Sucker-Punch-640x960.jpg) boy blinks, wandering away from the equally scantily clad girls who were giggling around him, in favour of staring at Horatio, a note being slipped under his nose.]

Are you okay?

[captainhornblower]

[Horatio arches an eyebrow.

He can imagine where this is leading, certainly. But he struggles to keep his expression neutral, while his eyes wander around for the man-- or woman, he supposes, but are women capable of using children?-- who sent the other over.]

Quite fine.

[unluckysandwich.livejournal.com]

[His gaze soften and there's another note held up for him to read, the wonderfully disguised boy blushing as he tries to adjust the all too tiny outfit.]

Are you sure?

[captainhornblower]

[Persistent.

This seems like something-- but that man is long dead. Thank God. But if he finds the person behind this... God have mercy on them, for Horatio Hornblower will not.]

Yes.

Off with you now.

[not_a_clotpole]

[Oh, it's that interesting uniformed fellow.]

"Thirty-six rules for what?"

[captainhornblower]

Ah, sir!

The Articles of War, sir. The rules under which His Majesty's Royal Navy operates.

[not_a_clotpole]

"Only thirty-six?" [Arthur looks surprised.] "There's a least a hundred in the Knight's Code."

[They don't make it easy to be a knight, you know.]

[captainhornblower]

I believe it's meant so that they will be well remembered.

[devildavy.livejournal.com]

There's always rules, an' a way around 'em.

[captainhornblower]

Should I violate these [too much] I could find myself without a career. Or at the end of a noose.

[devildavy.livejournal.com]

Not thinkin' o'turnin' pirate are ye, laddie? I know some who've done so, fer the adventure... but there are risks!

[captainhornblower]

...If, sir, I were thinking of turning pirate, I should not worry about following the Articles of War, now should I?

[unluckysandwich.livejournal.com]

[The costumed (http://file.iosinx.com/img/201012/Emily-Browning-Sucker-Punch-640x960.jpg) boy blinks, wandering away from the equally scantily clad girls who were giggling around him, in favour of staring at Horatio, a note being slipped under his nose.]

Are you okay?

[captainhornblower]

[Horatio arches an eyebrow.

He can imagine where this is leading, certainly. But he struggles to keep his expression neutral, while his eyes wander around for the man-- or woman, he supposes, but are women capable of using children?-- who sent the other over.]

Quite fine.

[unluckysandwich.livejournal.com]

[His gaze soften and there's another note held up for him to read, the wonderfully disguised boy blushing as he tries to adjust the all too tiny outfit.]

Are you sure?

[captainhornblower]

[Persistent.

This seems like something-- but that man is long dead. Thank God. But if he finds the person behind this... God have mercy on them, for Horatio Hornblower will not.]

Yes.

Off with you now.

[not_a_clotpole]

[Oh, it's that interesting uniformed fellow.]

"Thirty-six rules for what?"

[captainhornblower]

Ah, sir!

The Articles of War, sir. The rules under which His Majesty's Royal Navy operates.

[not_a_clotpole]

"Only thirty-six?" [Arthur looks surprised.] "There's a least a hundred in the Knight's Code."

[They don't make it easy to be a knight, you know.]

[captainhornblower]

I believe it's meant so that they will be well remembered.