(Lmfao, my hero)
Lionel let out a snort, and was still again, willing his friend not to do anything stupid.
Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]
The General's face hardened into a scowl. "Think you're smart, Rebel?" He growled, "You are at the disadvantage. I have thirty more soldiers to replace you if you don't speak. I can toss you out like an empty glass inkwell. And watch you shatter in the frozen grass." The large man threatened, bending low to come face-to-face with Cruz. The Spaniard kept a cold, hateful expression.
Louis’s expression remained empty, but his dry lips parted to let through a simple sentence. “Behold, the mercy of the man who promised the people of America he would keep them safe.”
"The same goes to you, frenchman." The General shot him a look. "When the child misbehaves, it is the responsibility of the father to.. punish." He stepped towards Louis.
Louis made no outward reaction, though his insides clenched with fear. “My father is dead, but nice try.”
The General kicked Louis's face with the hard boot. Cruz's face tightened with anger, but what could he do?
“Come to think of it,” Louis muttered, pain shooting up his nose. “You do remind me of my father.”
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"Do you know how to paint?"
Her eyes lit up. "Yes!"
“Come to think of it,” Louis muttered, pain shooting up his nose. “You do remind me of my father.”
Big mood, Louis)
Might be spotty cos of speech class )
"I am not the most brutish man." He hissed. "But kindly wait and I'll fetch him aye?" He threatened.
"Hah!" Cruz breathed. "What an insult to yourself," he chortled—mostly to draw attention off his friend.
"Do you know how to paint?"
Her eyes lit up. "Yes!"
"I have some oils," he glowed with excitement.
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"Do you know how to paint?"
Her eyes lit up. "Yes!"
"I have some oils," he glowed with excitement.
"What are we waiting for?!" she cried.
He exhaled a bubbly laugh, and jogged from the dining room to find some canvases.
“Come to think of it,” Louis muttered, pain shooting up his nose. “You do remind me of my father.”
Big mood, Louis)
Might be spotty cos of speech class )"I am not the most brutish man." He hissed. "But kindly wait and I'll fetch him aye?" He threatened.
"Hah!" Cruz breathed. "What an insult to yourself," he chortled—mostly to draw attention off his friend.
(Same here, I’m at a choir rehearsal)
Louis stared unflinchingly up at the General, remaining totally and infuriatingly silent.
The General left the tent. Cruz relaxed into a hunch, "Sorry, Louis,"
Louis mumbled something in his native tongue, shaking his head. “S’fine.” He gingerly touched his nose, sucking in a sharp breath.
Cruz pulled at his bound hands, try to loosen the knot. "Can you help me?"
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He exhaled a bubbly laugh, and jogged from the dining room to find some canvases.
She followed him closely.
"The oils are in my office," John spoke.
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She hurried to his office and found them rather quickly.
Cruz pulled at his bound hands, try to loosen the knot. "Can you help me?"
Louis leaned forward and reached for his comrade’s hands, digging his nails beneath the rope.
"I'll act like my hands are still tied, I'll attack him when he least expects it," Cruz spoke in a hush. "Then we'll make a break for it."
She hurried to his office and found them rather quickly.
John fetched two large canvases. As for his easel, it had been broken some time ago, so was unusable.
Louis nodded grimly, a spark of determination entering his stormy eyes. He managed to loosen the not significantly after breaking several nails and held out his own arms to Cruz.
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She hurried to his office and found them rather quickly.
John fetched two large canvases. As for his easel, it had been broken some time ago, so was unusable.
Jane skipped happily back to the dining room and looked at the oil colors. "Beautiful," she murmured.
Louis nodded grimly, a spark of determination entering his stormy eyes. He managed to loosen the not significantly after breaking several nails and held out his own arms to Cruz.
He flexed his wrists, "Oh, ow," he grunted, then reached out to undo the knot around his friend's hands.
She hurried to his office and found them rather quickly.
John fetched two large canvases. As for his easel, it had been broken some time ago, so was unusable.
Jane skipped happily back to the dining room and looked at the oil colors. "Beautiful," she murmured.
"Agreed," John glowed.
Louis nodded grimly, a spark of determination entering his stormy eyes. He managed to loosen the not significantly after breaking several nails and held out his own arms to Cruz.
He flexed his wrists, "Oh, ow," he grunted, then reached out to undo the knot around his friend's hands.
Eventually, he managed to loosen the knot on Louis’s hands enough that he could comfortably slip his hands through. He inhaled softly. All they had to do now was wait…
"So.. well.." Cruz breathed, "It's much warmer in here,"
Louis nodded, raising his fists to his bloodied face and blowing warm breath over them. “You okay?”
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Jane skipped happily back to the dining room and looked at the oil colors. "Beautiful," she murmured.
"Agreed," John glowed.
"Shall we get started?" she asked happily, seeing the canvas he brought.