Bailey brought his gaze back up to the stranger. "And what help will it be? All it is, is an illusion of support, when in reality once I pass through the threshold of that door, your thoughts of me will cease or be of no significance."
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“You assume a lot,” he replied simply, folding his cloth.
"It's experience," the Commander answered. "What matters most to mandkind is fame, power, and money," he sat back down, "Two of which I never had in the first place,"
George put the cloth away. “I have neither, and I am a happy man.”
Do you have someone who would miss you?" Bailey asked, eyes following the slosh of alcohol in his glass as he moved it from side to side.
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"Mm…" André sighed contently, "I will see you soon,"
"Soon," she repeated softly.
Jane's fiancé pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Don't hesitate to letter me…"
(Would either of you two be willing to give me some advice on some friendship issues? 😓 )
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(Yeah, of course! What's up?)
"I know," she murmured.
Lemme get the link real fast)
He glanced back at the door, "I gotta go,"
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He glanced back at the door, "I gotta go,"
"I know," she whispered sadly. She pressed a kiss to his lips and pulled away slowly. "I will miss you every day until your return."
"Every day," he echoed, and oened the door to carry his things out to the carriage.
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Jane brought some of his bags closer to the door to help him. "Is there anything else you need, my sir?"
"No," John smiled. "No more,"
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She approached him, a silent tear sliding down her cheek. "I will miss you," she whispered.
"I know.." He sighed softly. "I'll miss you too.."
Do you have someone who would miss you?" Bailey asked, eyes following the slosh of alcohol in his glass as he moved it from side to side.
George paused, giving the question some thought. "I'm not sure. Maybe one person."
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"I know.." He sighed softly. "I'll miss you too.."
She kissed him one last time before stepping away. "Come home safely."
"Depressing, isn't it?" Bailey mumbled.
(Yay!)
André nodded briefly.
Time skip?)
"Depressing, isn't it?" Bailey mumbled.
(Yay!)
He gave a shrug. "I'm not particularly concerned with if anyone will remember me. I'd rather live.. in the moment. It's not as if I'll be around to care if everyone forgets."
"I used to have family." Bailey spoke. The bartender could hear the alcohol taint his voice. Men always got so personal when they're drunk.
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André nodded briefly.
Time skip?)
(To…?)
Andre at camp ?
"I used to have family." Bailey spoke. The bartender could hear the alcohol taint his voice. Men always got so personal when they're drunk.
George fidgeted anxiously, afraid that the man was going to say something he'd later regret. He didn't want to take advantage of him like that..
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(Okay. Maybe they can be writing letters and stuff, telling others that they got engaged.)
Bailey rested his head on the counter, wiping trails through the dew on his glass. "My wife died when I was twenty one," he spone in a raw tone, like a freshly torn wound.
Okedoke!)
OH i have an IDEA )
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(Oh… I'm kinda nervous, but I have one too, so yeah. ;D)