forum Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

Started December 04, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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Jane looked even more fragile under his meaningful gaze. "John, is there something wrong?" she quietly asked her husband.

"The absolute opposite of that," he replied. "It couldn't get better than this," John sank down and propped himself above her, and took the time to simply brush her hair off her forehead, admire her eyes and the delicate cupid's bow of her lips.
"Lovely…" he murmured adoringly.

She cupped his face and smiled up at him. "You look lovestruck, dear," she murmured knowingly.

He let his face sink between her hands, maling his cheeks squish. "I am," he replied in a muffle between his cheeks.

She giggled incessantly. "John…"

"What?" He peered up at her like an inquisitive little kid.

"Kiss me." It was a command, but her tone implied begging. She needed him as much as she needed air, and his touch revived her in every way.

"Woah," he maughed teasingly, and delightfully complied.

Skip?)

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John slept on his side, ended up facing away from her because he got hot sometime in the night and retreated to the cooler side of the bed.

(I can start, then?)

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April arrived at the front door of the address she had been sent in tears, her heart thundering. She pounded on the door with a shaking hand, fully ready to break open a window to get inside.

Hearing a loud knocking, Pierre scrambled to answer, opening the door as quickly as possible.

Edonine was at Cruz's bedside; in the few days it had taken for April to travel, the doctor had delivered a tonic of opiods for Cruz, to keep his short episodes of consciousness tame and less massively hysterical.

April barrelled straight past Pierre, flying across the room to Cruz.

Edonine stood and stepped away to give the woman space. Cruz, who was awake but heavily drugged, turned his face slowly towards the sound of her approach. "Ahh-hh-h.." He moaned quietly.

“Cruz?” She knelt by his side, reaching for his hands and gripping them tightly.

His eyelids twitched– they looked grossly deflated. In fact, the doctor almost sewed them shut to prevent infection, but decided against it since Edonine fervently kept the exposed flesh thoroughly cleaned. Cruz tried to say her name; under the influence, it emerged in more or less of a heavy slur, lips gently trembling.

Large tears began to roll down her cheeks. She gripped his hands tighter, the sight of him like this piercing her heart.

"I can't…" He whimpered quietly, sliding a lethargic hand across the bed to search for his eyes. Upon finding collapsed eyelids, he let out a slow, drugged-up and mournful ohh…

This was Cruz, her Cruz— the flirtatious man who had picked her up at the bar, the mischievous, teasing prankster, the soft, caring lover— was this what he had been reduced to? Would he ever laugh again?

"He's.." Edonine began to speak, "Delirious. The doctor gave us medicine to keep him from.. From going hysterical.." She murmured, rubbed her arm uneasily.

April blinked rapidly, raised his weak hand to her lips. “I’m here, Cruz, I’m here…” she murmured, her heart breaking into two. To Edonine, she said “When will he be off the drug?”

"I don't know yet," she replied quietly. "I suppose we'll… test it out next week, try to keep.. keep him calm upon waking,"

Cruz's eyebrows lifted slightly. "April…"

April’s eyes snapped to his face the moment he said her name. She bowed her head, leaning forward to press a kiss to his cheek.

"I can't see," he murmured in a subdued tone, delirious, perhaps for the better. "I can't.. see you," the Spaniard struggled to grasp why.

“I know,” she whispered, “I know.” She did not shy away from his sewn eyelids, did not look away from the swollen mess.

"Do you think you can drink some water?" Edonine asked the man.

Cruz furrowed his eyebrows, and didn't answer.

“Cruz?” she prompted gently. “Do you want any water?”

He licked his dry lips, and nodded slowly.

Pierre spoke up for the first time since April had arrived. “I’ll get it.” He moved towards the small kitchen, otherwise silent.

"Louis was captured with him," Edonine spoke quietly, "Nearly the whole camp as well…"