Sir John Blackburn - Chisholm Trail or Thereabouts
This Kaufman character will be prefect cover but can you trust him? we cannot afford to lose any possible advantage to the Austrians, especially now that they have allied with the Prussians.
John slowly awoke, he along with Kaufman and the... Crapaud where in moderate nice but cramped stage carriage heading towards the small town of Selina. Taking out his pocket watch John looked at the time..
early, still some time before we reach town.
Rubbing some sleep out of his eyes John open his briefcase, taking out a portable tea kit he had purchased back in England along with couple dozen tea leaves to survive the journey on. Placing the kit on the carriage door's side table in front of him, John began to brew himself and Franz a nice cup of English Grey tea..
Shame we don't have any milk but oh tea, small sacrifice
After a minute or tow the water had boiled, John proceed to pour the boiling water into the teapot where he had placed the tea leave. placing the Tea cosy on top of the teapot he patiently awaited for the tea to brew. Around this time the Frenchmen awoke, like an common brute he can began Cursing before rubbing his eyes and seemlying muttering "Kaufman, pass me the water..."
Looking at the Crapaud he appeared to be suffering under the humid heat, true it was rather underpeasant but it was nowhere near as bad was in Africa or worst Indian. It was so hot in that bloody country that after several deaths from heatstroke the Birtish army changed it's uniform from red to light grey or dirt kaki colour.
hmm perhaps I should have not worn black.... do not should weakness in front of the Frenchman.
Returning the skin back to Kaufman, he would sink back into his eat, before looking at the John, his eyes narrow and with an cold look in them. "So Rosbif, remind me again, why are we marry band of comrades on the way to this Selina? Could we not have performed what every business you had in mind in Doge City?"
I didn't even wear red..
"well Crapaud" John replied as he poured a cup of English Grey tea and offered it Franz " I trust these American's even less than I trust you."
John then poured himself a cup of tea, placing the Tea cosy back on the teapot he took a slip before continuing his conversation with the Crapaud "There have been all sorts of stories and rumours about this new "ghost rock" material and before I invest in anything I would like to confirm what it is and what it can do for myself"
"Likewise we also heading out here for Mister Franz's investigation for the Imperial Society of Science and Magic but I'll let Kaufman examine that to you... again." John added on as he took another slip of tea and turned to look out window..
shouldn't be far now.
This Kaufman character will be prefect cover but can you trust him? we cannot afford to lose any possible advantage to the Austrians, especially now that they have allied with the Prussians.
John slowly awoke, he along with Kaufman and the... Crapaud where in moderate nice but cramped stage carriage heading towards the small town of Selina. Taking out his pocket watch John looked at the time..
early, still some time before we reach town.
Rubbing some sleep out of his eyes John open his briefcase, taking out a portable tea kit he had purchased back in England along with couple dozen tea leaves to survive the journey on. Placing the kit on the carriage door's side table in front of him, John began to brew himself and Franz a nice cup of English Grey tea..
Shame we don't have any milk but oh tea, small sacrifice
After a minute or tow the water had boiled, John proceed to pour the boiling water into the teapot where he had placed the tea leave. placing the Tea cosy on top of the teapot he patiently awaited for the tea to brew. Around this time the Frenchmen awoke, like an common brute he can began Cursing before rubbing his eyes and seemlying muttering "Kaufman, pass me the water..."
Looking at the Crapaud he appeared to be suffering under the humid heat, true it was rather underpeasant but it was nowhere near as bad was in Africa or worst Indian. It was so hot in that bloody country that after several deaths from heatstroke the Birtish army changed it's uniform from red to light grey or dirt kaki colour.
hmm perhaps I should have not worn black.... do not should weakness in front of the Frenchman.
Returning the skin back to Kaufman, he would sink back into his eat, before looking at the John, his eyes narrow and with an cold look in them. "So Rosbif, remind me again, why are we marry band of comrades on the way to this Selina? Could we not have performed what every business you had in mind in Doge City?"
I didn't even wear red..
"well Crapaud" John replied as he poured a cup of English Grey tea and offered it Franz " I trust these American's even less than I trust you."
John then poured himself a cup of tea, placing the Tea cosy back on the teapot he took a slip before continuing his conversation with the Crapaud "There have been all sorts of stories and rumours about this new "ghost rock" material and before I invest in anything I would like to confirm what it is and what it can do for myself"
"Likewise we also heading out here for Mister Franz's investigation for the Imperial Society of Science and Magic but I'll let Kaufman examine that to you... again." John added on as he took another slip of tea and turned to look out window..
shouldn't be far now.