No, of course you didn't interrupt anything. All I do all day is sit around waiting for you to suddenly appear in my head. I couldn't possibly be doing anything else with my time.
[ Oh, Hans. How does Henry put up with you. (Lovingly.) After Trosky, it's much easier to be patient, though. ]
Alright, alright. [ If this were in person, he'd be holding his hands up. ] My apologies for the interruption, milord. I'll let you get back to whatever it was you were doing, since I'm sure it was so important.
[ Henry releases a breath through his lips, finishing up and tempering the piece he's working on. Only one of the many he has on his list to get through today. ]
It is, a bit. Though the barrels are interesting -- we have to get the metal on while it's hot so it'll hold onto the wood.
The hunting's kind of split. Some people use a bow, but others use guns. It's very loud--I'm not sure how they manage to get anything done without scaring off all the game.
It can't be any good for the meat or the pelt if they're being shot at.
[ Just going by the way the Finger of God destroyed Nebakov (don't think about it, don't think about it) then even a tiny bullet would cause a far bigger wound than an arrow. ]
I'm sure you're showing them all off with that bow of yours.
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Sir Hans? Can you hear me? Is this like praying? No, that can't be right.
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Jesus Christ, Henry. What's this about?
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[ There's a pause. Henry is certainly hammering at the forge or something, though that noise doesn't get picked up by his thoughts, obviously. ]
Sorry, did I interrupt anything? Must feel strange.
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[ He's hunting, thanks for asking! ]
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Alright, alright. [ If this were in person, he'd be holding his hands up. ] My apologies for the interruption, milord. I'll let you get back to whatever it was you were doing, since I'm sure it was so important.
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[ he's so mad!!! god henry ruining his day ]
What are you doing, anyway, that's so leisurely so as to give you time for this?
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[ Don't be poaching, don't be poaching, don't be poaching. ]
I'm just hammering at the forge. Gets a bit mindless when you're used to it like I am.
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[ He doesn't want to commit to anything long term ok ]
What are you making?
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[ He's proud of him, and a little amused. ]
Hinges. Like the kind on doors, you know? Horseshoes, barrels, and hinges -- stuff like that.
[ He sounds very bored... but it's a living. ]
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[ At least being a huntsman is slightly better than doing menial labor around town. But not by much, really. ]
That sounds incredibly boring.
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It is, a bit. Though the barrels are interesting -- we have to get the metal on while it's hot so it'll hold onto the wood.
[ These are things Henry finds interesting. ]
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What's the metal for? Does it just reinforce the barrel?
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Aye, it keeps it sealed tight. Once the metal cools, it's all but fused with the barrel.
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[ he's so generous but look peasants need to keep themselves entertained sometimes ]
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[ He can't help but feel like Hans might be condescending him, but he's going to choose to move on. ]
Some things change, and some things stay the same. Horseshoes are still horseshoes, for one.
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The hunting's kind of split. Some people use a bow, but others use guns. It's very loud--I'm not sure how they manage to get anything done without scaring off all the game.
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Like the handgonnes Zizka and his men tried to show us a Nebakov? You can barely aim those things. You'd blast a hare to smithereens.
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[ amazing what technological improvements can do. ]
I'm perfectly fine with a bow, though.
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[ Just going by the way the Finger of God destroyed Nebakov (don't think about it, don't think about it) then even a tiny bullet would cause a far bigger wound than an arrow. ]
I'm sure you're showing them all off with that bow of yours.