Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

Jane’s mouth opened and closer and opened again. “Yes!” she finally exclaimed. She composed herself. “Yes, of course.”

A sheepish, quivering smile of relief swept over his face. "Thank you! Thank.. Thank you," he suppressed a giggle of happiness.

Jane grinned. “Perfect!”

He kept dipping his head. Clearly the soldier had no clue how to talk to women, and it wad kind of adorable.

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Jane giggled. “Are you nodding, or is your neck spazzing?”

(YES!!!)

John's face went red. "I– uh– oh, nevermind, you're teasing me," he snorted nervous laughter.

Jane giggled. “That’s right.”

He glanced down at his feet, "Where should we meet again?" He looked up.

"Wherever you would like."

"The tavern, and we'll go from there? Tomorrow?" He murmured.

"But of course, my sir," she replied softly.

"Your sir," he echoed in almost a whisper.

"That's what I said," she replied, trapped by his eyes and unable to look away.

"I know, it's.. Odd to me, being.. Addressed…" His green eyes flicked leftwards to find the word. "Personally.." His voice had softened dramatically, partially to stay out of her father's hearing range.

"You might want to get used to it."

John flashed his teeth from behind his lips in a conservative smile.

Time skip to when they meet again?)

(Okay! ;D)

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John was wearing a freshly cleaned red coat, fully decorated in the medals of war. He'd not mentioned it before for sake of humility, but it was clear from his dress that he was a Lieutenant.

Jane entered and walked over to him. "Excuse me, sir, I'm looking for a Johnathan André?" she asked, knowing that it was him.

He lifted an arm in a slow, smooth motion and lifted his hat off of his neatly pulled back hair. And more importantly, clean. "Ma'am," he spoke, "I'm afraid I haven't seen him," John smiled.

“Oh, sorry to have bothered you.” She turned away, then turned immediately back. “Are you sure you haven’t seen him?”

He tapped his tricorn hat thoughtfully, "What does he look like?"

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"Oh, that's Judy. She's a royal pain in my [rear]. Pecked a rooster to death once." She sighed.

(Yasss Andrane is progressing!)

Pierre swallowed nervously, and then frowned at himself. He was a soldier. He’d seen death. Why was he all of a sudden scared of a chicken? And why did he feel so timid? “Oh,” was all he replied, to confused to say anything else.

Returning, Sebastian handed the bread back to her. “I never asked for your name.”
(Good morning everyone!)

"Annalise." She said, taking it back.

“Annalise.” The name felt nice in his mouth. Sebastian rubbed at a bruise on his wrist, trying for a smile. “I’m Sebastian.”

"Do you like squash?" Edonine called.

“Yes,” he called back, still eyeing the chicken. “Anything is fine by me.”