forum Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

Started December 04, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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He took a generous sip of his beverage to wash down his dinner, "Where's Boey?"

(Totally forgot the name of his cat so his cat is named Boey now lmao)

"Boey?" she asked, not knowing that his cat was called by that name. However, upon hearing his master call him, Boey mrrowed and padded into the room.

"There he is. I almost worried for a second there he forgot about me," John chuckled, leaning against his fianceé.

"I didn't know his name was Boey," Jane replied, stroking the cat's ears and leaning against John in turn.

"I never told you his name?" John humored, "Hm."

She giggled as the cat licked at her fingers. "Does he like me? I hope so – we've spent a lot of time together."

She knelt down on her knees, "Geoffrey,"

The man stirred a little. When he opened his eyes, the tension from Edonine melted away. Good.. He'd survived the night.

Pierre knelt beside her, studying his friend's face. "Hey, it's just us. You're safe, we're at my house."

She giggled as the cat licked at her fingers. "Does he like me? I hope so – we've spent a lot of time together."

"Surely." John cooed.

She knelt down on her knees, "Geoffrey,"

The man stirred a little. When he opened his eyes, the tension from Edonine melted away. Good.. He'd survived the night.

Pierre knelt beside her, studying his friend's face. "Hey, it's just us. You're safe, we're at my house."

Geoffrey smiled a little. "Edgy bastard," he whispered teasingly, to lighten the heavy mood. Edonine smiled.

She giggled as the cat licked at her fingers. "Does he like me? I hope so – we've spent a lot of time together."

"Surely." John cooed.

Jane looked from Boey to John and sighed. "I missed your voice."

He finished the last of the stew, "I missed yours, I daresay more," John teased.

She knelt down on her knees, "Geoffrey,"

The man stirred a little. When he opened his eyes, the tension from Edonine melted away. Good.. He'd survived the night.

Pierre knelt beside her, studying his friend's face. "Hey, it's just us. You're safe, we're at my house."

Geoffrey smiled a little. "Edgy bastard," he whispered teasingly, to lighten the heavy mood. Edonine smiled.

He let it a faint snort, but the tiny joke had helped alleviate his burden significantly, for now. “Glad to see you awake. How’re you feeling?”

"I feel like shit," Geoffrey groaned, turning his nose towards the ceiling. "To be.. Entirely honest. But it's better than being dead,"

"Good way to look at it," Edonine supposed.

Pierre winced, but nodded. “That’s the spirit.”

Geoffrey's expression saddened. "They took Cruz… Is Louis okay?" He looked back at the two.

(Was it ok if Louis got captured too? I have a p l a n )

(Ahh okay but what’s the plan?)

Pierre’s expression crumbled. He remained completely silent.

Secret but i promise Louis will be ok xD maybe with a few bruises but he'll be ok. I need him there mostly so I can rp cruzs perspective, but not be simply narrating the whole time )

Edonine looked at Pierre, and Geoffrey became anxious. "You don't know?" He tried to sit up.

(understandable XD)

Pierre took the man by the shoulders and gently pushed him back down. "He's gone with Cruz. They took him."

He finished the last of the stew, "I missed yours, I daresay more," John teased.

Her cheeks were painted a pale pink. "Would anything else satisfy your appetite?" she asked, getting ready to head back to the kitchen.

(understandable XD)

Pierre took the man by the shoulders and gently pushed him back down. "He's gone with Cruz. They took him."

Panic flashed for a brief moment in his eyes. "They took both of them?" Geoffrey croaked. A heavy sympathy pulled Edonine's face down.

He finished the last of the stew, "I missed yours, I daresay more," John teased.

Her cheeks were painted a pale pink. "Would anything else satisfy your appetite?" she asked, getting ready to head back to the kitchen.

"Oh, no, I'm full," John spoke, "Thank you love, so much." The soldier stood up and stretched.

He finished the last of the stew, "I missed yours, I daresay more," John teased.

Her cheeks were painted a pale pink. "Would anything else satisfy your appetite?" she asked, getting ready to head back to the kitchen.

"Oh, no, I'm full," John spoke, "Thank you love, so much." The soldier stood up and stretched.

Jane suddenly became very quiet. "John?" she said quietly.

He flickered his eyes back to her, a hint of concern tainting his face. "Yes, Jane..?"

She stood up and bit her lip. "I… Wanted to tell you something, but I did not want to put it in a letter…" She walked over slowly to him and took his hands and moved them to her stomach. "I'm pregnant," she whispered.

John blinked.
He opened his mouth, shut it. Shifted his lips and blinked again. Looked at his hands. "Pardon…?"

"I'm pregnant," she repeated in a faint whisper.

John turned his head to look sideways, he retracted his hands for a moment, "Oh," he looked to the other side, "Oh, my God, ah.. Oh, I'm a father." He pressed his hands against his temples. And finally he smiled, so, so big. "I'm a father,"

Jane laughed. "Yes, you are!" This was why she didn't want to tell him in a letter.

"Ohhh!" He lunged and–almost lifted her into the air, but he abtruptly stopped himself, giggling like a fool. "Oh, I don't want to hurt you. You beautiful woman. Ha!" he facepalmed, still reeling with the news. "Jane, you–! Oh, Lord. I'm going to pass out," he walked out of the room for a second, paced around to come back in, and he hugged her tightly to his chest.

Fun fact!
Boy babies dressed in girl clothes til they were 7 (it was a right of passage), mostly because it was easier and more convenient for the parents to dress their kid )