WWI-verse Anarchist AU

[ay_my_lord]

*Horatio has a room in a lodging-house not far from the castle; he shares the house with three other men on his floor and an extended family on the floor above him. his belongings, he has largely left in Wittenberg, on the (perhaps vain) hope that the war will soon be over and he will be able to return within a few months' time at most.

with his fellow-lodgers at work, though, he has the narrow front room to himself--or rather, in this case, to himself and Hamlet. he is pouring out tea for them, his spectacles slipping down his nose* I'm glad you came to call today. I'd been hoping I'd hear from you soon--it's been awkward trying to get back to the castle without a wedding invitation.

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[willnotbenow.livejournal.com]

*sitting on a chair with his arms crossed over the back of it, looking better than before, healthier at least, and laughing-easy* I wouldn't have been there if that's where you were going to look for me -- didn't anybody tell you? I guess they didn't want anybody knowing I'd gone missing. Maybe my uncle was hoping I'd fallen off a cliff, and that'd be the end of it.