Lt The Hon. George Colthurst St Barleigh (trinitytiddler) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2012-11-20 12:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | edward ivory : warlike-swans, lt george c. st barleigh: trinitytiddler |
Who: George and opem
When: Now
Where: The corridors
What: Arrival
Warnings: Intense stupidity, and almost incomprehensible gobbledegook.
George waved goodbye to everyone in the ward. "Tally ho, chaps! See you in the trenches soon, I hope!"
He grinned as he walked down the hall towards the door, beaming happily. He would have liked to say goodbye to Nurse Mary, but she had disappeared. He shrugged slightly, at least he was getting back to the trenches. He smiled. It would be good to see Captain Blackadder again, and even Baldrick.
He held Bertie Bear more securely in the arm that had been injured, the other hand holding his suitcase firmly by his side. Actually, shouldn't he have reached the door by now. He paused, glancing around. This part of the hospital was rather odd looking, actually. There were no windows, and the walls seemed to be made of metal. He turned around, looking a bit lost and helpless. Which way were the trenches?