ORIGINAL: Onime No Kyo
I think that means he had a good time. [:D]
Indeed. WITP is a great game. [:)]
*********Captain's cabin, HMS Hermes, 22:20, Sept 23, 1942***********
Captain Onslow turned on a small reading lamp and leaned against a bulkhead while reclining in his bunk. He was unable to disassociate himself from a cloud of self-doubt. He had always felt this way when the size or speed or aircraft capacity or even the durability rating of Hermes came up in conversation. It didn't help that all the other Royal Navy carriers had those really cool adverb names...well...there was an exception in Ark Royal, but, come on, how cool is that? He had sought professional help over this odd weakness, privately and in great secrecy of course. His therapist, a psychoanalyst, had covered a lot of territiory, his relationship with his mother, his father, pranks at naval college, realtionships with women, even, with great embarassment, a "fruitless" inquiry into homosexual liasons. He shuddered involuntarily at the thought. There was simply nothing, save some sort of unspoken genetic memory to explain it.
He opened a copy of the diary of his great-great-great-great-grandfather, Capt. Onslow, Royal Navy, master of
HMS St. Albans, a 64 gun fourth-rater. Her keel was laid in the 1750's and by the time of her service in the trouble with the Colonials, she was already a bit long in the tooth. The 20th century Capt Onslow liked to read about the difficulties encountered by his forefather. It made his current troubles seem less troublesome. He opened to a bookmark.
".....September 23, 1777. Have this afternoon returned from
Daphne after having been summoned to discuss an order to clear the
chevaux-de-frise on the Delaware River. I am much chagrined to learn that
St. Albans is to be given this task as she is perceived to lag behind the other vessels of the squadron on the windward. I must confess my mood to be most melancholy......"
