Bretonian Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff (DIS) (iRP) (AO)

[dr lameos]

[Comm ID: Lieutenant Commander George Harrington]
[C-Ward, Florence Nightingale Infirmary, New London]

Well unfortunately I've taken a bash to the head so the pretty nurse, although she had a beard and a very manly voice, said I've got concussion or some other ridiculous notion or other.

Anyway due to all the Tigers, I was a bit concerned about Tigers wandering about at first, big teeth and claws, but they seem fairly tame, if a bit rowdy. Commodore Mainwaring was also in the ward for rest and treatment the only remaining bed was the one sir Roger Brinkley had recently left, due to all the commotion today they hadn't time to clear it and he's left it in quite a disgusting state, so please please pull a few strings and get me out of here!

So a bad show today and several of us needing rest, but at least we won! Oh wait... I don't remember very well, my memory's a bit jittery, Commodore... or Commander... or Captain Mainwaring seems to think we lost. He's madder than I am surely! We wouldn't lose to any noodle-munchers!!

Harrington, wanting to return to active duty ASAP, I'm fine honestly, out...

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