[Until she has a staff to help her prepare meals, Faith Long is quite content to go to places in the village for her supper. She's eagerly awaiting spring, of course, but the cold here isn't so bad, especially along the paths where there's less snow.
The sight is startling, enough so that she doesn't immediately think of what must be happening. She's seen men in that state of undress before, though entirely accidentally. Coming through a door too suddenly to find her father or brother readying themselves for the day or for bed. Still, that makes it no less shocking to see in town.
After the initial surprise, though, she recognizes the white material and remembers her own arrival. It is improper, horribly so... but she really ought to help. It's hardly his fault, no more than her own introduction to Major Sharpe was hers.
Faith takes a deep breath, prepares herself, then calls out.]
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The sight is startling, enough so that she doesn't immediately think of what must be happening. She's seen men in that state of undress before, though entirely accidentally. Coming through a door too suddenly to find her father or brother readying themselves for the day or for bed. Still, that makes it no less shocking to see in town.
After the initial surprise, though, she recognizes the white material and remembers her own arrival. It is improper, horribly so... but she really ought to help. It's hardly his fault, no more than her own introduction to Major Sharpe was hers.
Faith takes a deep breath, prepares herself, then calls out.]
Sir!