Three - [Text + A photo]

[beardman]

Between all the murder and mayhem, sometimes a man has to find a way to keep himself busy. Tempting as it is to know you've got an endless supply of all the fine spirits you could want right there in that old closet, there's a balance to be struck - Namely between 'having fun' and 'getting yelled at', and Lord knows I'm not always good at finding it.

So a hobby, then! Something productive - And here it is!

[Insert here a photo of a blue knit scarf. It's... it sure is a scarf. It's not terrible, but it's definitely uh, a beginner's work. Also the framing of the picture is a little askew, and it's not in completely crisp focus, but he's from the 18th century so you'll have to forgive him. At least he figured out this much.]

Really, the pride ought to be all Mrs. Fraser's though, patient woman that she is. It does make a man appreciate the effort ladies put into all this sort of thing.

The next one will stay the same size throughout, I think. That's the plan, at least.

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[beardman]

There's no 'west coast' yet where I'm from, but I've heard it's not a bad place to be... There's something about New York that calls though, isn't there?

Don't know if I'll find myself back there again to live, but we'll see.

[mucked]

On the road, are you?

[ back home, back when, back whatever it is he's doing that isn't being stuck here. ]

[beardman]

You could call it that.

[mucked]

And what would you call it, instead?

[beardman]

Fighting a war.

[mucked]

Now that I understand.

Fighting a war is how I wound up in New York in the first place.

[ which sounds terribly sinister, of course, but for once peggy's not thinking about that. ]

[beardman]

Is it?

[That DOES sound sinister, and he's a little concerned. He knows there have been other wars, at home, of course there have, but...]

[mucked]

One doesn't liaise with American forces without getting a decent look under the bonnet. So to speak.