1.2.2-Pilferingapples

Ninety Three, 1.2.2 : Night on the Vessel and With The Passengers
… I need a map. The Corvette Claymore may know where she’s going, but I am utterly lost at sea here. I assume they’re heading….France..wards??But they could be heading there any direction. West. Northwest. Via the coast of Scotland through an underground American tunnel and back out into the Aegean somehow. I am INCREDIBLY BAD with world geography (I would feel guiltier about that if I hadn’t gotten actually lost in actual closets. I’m bad with…Things That Occupy Space?)

ANYWAY!

Our Peasant Aristocrat is munching on chocolate, which 1) EW, because that’s surely something like modern baking chocolate; even if it’s got some sugar mashed in, it’s not snackin’ chocolate at this point no way no how 2) means the guy is determined to stay AWAKE, since chocolate in that sort of concentration is just PACKED with caffeine and even other uppers! Dude is snacking on an energy drink.

Other than that, and my continued amusement at the utter unStealth Maneuvering of the authorities on the ship, not a lot to say? HOPING TO FIND CONTEXT IN OTHER POSTS because wow, my relative historical ignorance is really annoying me at the moment.

Commentary
Shirley-keeldar South! They are headed more or less due south, from Jersey to St. Malo. At least this is what GoogleMaps advises me.