forum Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

Started December 04, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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It was the messenger, "Letter for Mrs. André,"

"I'm she," Jane replied. John…

He handed the letter to her.

She curtseyed. "Thank you, sir."

"M'pleasure!" He called, and hurried off.

Jane closed the door and opened the letter urgently.

My Dearest,
I cannot remove Simcoe from our house legally. So I am extending my best ability for your sole protection, I am sending a trusted friend to your service, and your protection. Her name is Chadine, the servant of General Clinton. She will keep you safe and make sure Simcoe does not cross the line.
Nothing hurts more than my absence fpr you. I love you and our baby.

Your husband John

Jane sighed happily. She wouldn't be alone with him. Thank God…

Skip?

John and petes?)

"Peter," John spoke outside his tent. "Peter, are you in there?"

Peter poked his head through the flap. "Yes, sir!"

"I have to talk to yoy," he breathed and entered the tent. A heavy look was on the Major's face. "Our spy ring, out in New York. It's been found out,"

Peter deadpanned. "What?"

"The rebels.. They found out Mr. Shayes was a spy. And they hung him, and shot his whole family, burned his house down," he burrowed his face in his hands.

Peter cupped a hand to his mouth. "My God…"

John moaned with shame, "It was my job to protect them.."

Peter put a hand on his best friend's shoulder. "John, relax… How did the rebels find out?"

He rubbed his eyes. His voice croaked back, "they intercepted a letter and managed to decode it,"

"Do we have any new ideas to code the messages, if they can now decode them?" Peter asked.

"A few," he sighed in a drawn out, exhausted breath. Peter could tell all of this was burning him out– and how much he missed his wife.

"John, it's been a few months(I'm assuming…?). Go home and see her." He lowered his voice. "Kick Simcoe's ass while you're on it."

"I cant," he digressed, moisture rimming his eyes. "Clinton won't let me, not when I'm so crucial…"

April’s heart swelled with relief. “I love you too…” she murmured, “And always will. I hope you know that.”

His nose began to run– the only way his tears could go was down his nasal cavity.

April reached into her bag and pulled out a handkerchief. Gently, she turned Cruz’s face towards her and dabbed beneath his nose.

Peter pressed his lips together, not sure what else he could say. "We could replace Shayes," he said slowly.

April’s heart swelled with relief. “I love you too…” she murmured, “And always will. I hope you know that.”

His nose began to run– the only way his tears could go was down his nasal cavity.

April reached into her bag and pulled out a handkerchief. Gently, she turned Cruz’s face towards her and dabbed beneath his nose.

His notched, sunken eyelids twitched, and his lips trembled.

Peter pressed his lips together, not sure what else he could say. "We could replace Shayes," he said slowly.

That looked like a painful slap across John's soul.

He winced. "With a willing man." His words danced around his point.