forum Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]
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"Monsieur!" she cried.

Peter approached the bar. "Excuse me…"

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The bartender directed Peter to the door of the room where the couple was. He stormed down and hall and didn't even know: he just flung open the door.
The woman shrieked and brought the sheets up to cover herself.
Peter glared at John.
"I. Told. You." was all he said before turning around again and leaving.

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"Peter!" He called gruffly, buttoning the last of his undershirt, "Come back!"

Peter didn't listen. He only made his way through the clambering tavern as quickly as he could.

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"Peter!" He called gruffly, buttoning the last of his undershirt, "Come back!"

Peter didn't listen. He only made his way through the clambering tavern as quickly as he could.

So John ran after him, deserting his red uniform in the woman's room. He grabbed Peter's shoulder. "Peter, it's not what it looks like–"

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"Peter!" He called gruffly, buttoning the last of his undershirt, "Come back!"

Peter didn't listen. He only made his way through the clambering tavern as quickly as he could.

So John ran after him, deserting his red uniform in the woman's room. He grabbed Peter's shoulder. "Peter, it's not what it looks like–"

Peter turned to face his best friend. "Really? Because it looked like you were cheating on your pregnant wife who's three states away!"

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"I was too drunk to even remember!" John defended himself, eyebrows knit together, gesticulating harshly as he spoke. "Lord knows what kind of– of– psychological manipulation that woman used at my most vulnerable–!!"

(J o h n )

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"Shut up, John," Peter demanded, strangely aggressive. "You were drunk. I warned you not to get drunk. Drunk married men cheat on their wives."

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Skip?)

Sure, to who/when?)

Edonine n pierre sweet time?)

(Oh lord I just caught up on everything I’d missed….

Yeah sure?)

Edonine was outside at the first sign of a warm day. The earth was mushy underfoot, but the woman didn't care. Just a softer place to stand in bare feet.

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"Shut up, John," Peter demanded, strangely aggressive. "You were drunk. I warned you not to get drunk. Drunk married men cheat on their wives."

His face contorted, "No, I didn't– I didn't mean to–!"

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"Shut up, John," Peter demanded, strangely aggressive. "You were drunk. I warned you not to get drunk. Drunk married men cheat on their wives."

His face contorted, "No, I didn't– I didn't mean to–!"

"Nobody ever means to do anything. That's why it's called an 'accident'." Peter shook his head and turned away again.

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John stood there in his own sin, looking lost and vulnerable. The sudden flood of paranoia ensued– would Peter tell Jane? Would he tell anyone? John's forehead drooled with sweat.

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(Won’t Pierre have gone back to camp by now?)

Pierre slipped on his boots and joined her outside, enclosing her hand in his.

Ouf, um, yeah prolLy my b a d )

"I missed this." She murmured.

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John stood there in his own sin, looking lost and vulnerable. The sudden flood of paranoia ensued– would Peter tell Jane? Would he tell anyone? John's forehead drooled with sweat.

Peter suddenly stopped and turned around. "I'm not going to tell Jane," he said sharply. "You are. Because the only thing that could make this worse right now it keeping it from her."

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(Won’t Pierre have gone back to camp by now?)

Pierre slipped on his boots and joined her outside, enclosing her hand in his.

Ouf, um, yeah prolLy my b a d )

"I missed this." She murmured.

(Oof it’s fine, lol)

“Mm,” he agreed, squeezing her hand,

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John stood there in his own sin, looking lost and vulnerable. The sudden flood of paranoia ensued– would Peter tell Jane? Would he tell anyone? John's forehead drooled with sweat.

Peter suddenly stopped and turned around. "I'm not going to tell Jane," he said sharply. "You are. Because the only thing that could make this worse right now it keeping it from her."

His lips pursed into a thin line. He averted his eyes.

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John stood there in his own sin, looking lost and vulnerable. The sudden flood of paranoia ensued– would Peter tell Jane? Would he tell anyone? John's forehead drooled with sweat.

Peter suddenly stopped and turned around. "I'm not going to tell Jane," he said sharply. "You are. Because the only thing that could make this worse right now it keeping it from her."

His lips pursed into a thin line. He averted his eyes.

"You have to tell her what you did, and admit that it was wrong," Peter said firmly.

@KalamariCakes

(Won’t Pierre have gone back to camp by now?)

Pierre slipped on his boots and joined her outside, enclosing her hand in his.

Ouf, um, yeah prolLy my b a d )

"I missed this." She murmured.

(Oof it’s fine, lol)

“Mm,” he agreed, squeezing her hand,

She leaned her head against his arm.

@KalamariCakes

John stood there in his own sin, looking lost and vulnerable. The sudden flood of paranoia ensued– would Peter tell Jane? Would he tell anyone? John's forehead drooled with sweat.

Peter suddenly stopped and turned around. "I'm not going to tell Jane," he said sharply. "You are. Because the only thing that could make this worse right now it keeping it from her."

His lips pursed into a thin line. He averted his eyes.

"You have to tell her what you did, and admit that it was wrong," Peter said firmly.

"I can't." John retorted firmly.

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"You have to tell her what you did, and admit that it was wrong," Peter said firmly.

"I can't." John retorted firmly.

Peter's expression flickered. "Then you're a coward."