#amrev rp

[ask-general-georgewashington]

meow for me

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I am a respectable general.

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-General Washington

[yoslionel]

*Around 5 hours before, Michael and Lionel took a "small" nap.*

*Michael shifted in her sleep, obviously. Consequently, ending up cuddling with Lionel accidentally.*

*He slowly wakes up, noticing the silence from outside first, along with the sound of crickets. It was night time probably. The second thing he notices is that he's warm. Really, comfortably warm. And then- oh.*

*Oh.*

*Michael finally realizes he's been hugging Lionel this whole time. That's the reason he's warm. Michael's face goes a deep shade of red- no, scarlet. Well, that's not even close to the color he blushes.*

*Although, he makes no move to pull out. Not because he's frozen in place. But because when they look up, Lionel seems... Peaceful. Finally asleep. Michael doesn't usually see Lion sleeping, in fact, it never really happens. He stays in place, just moving his head to stare at Lion's face.*

//sorry it's a bit long. As I said, i was bored

@michael-eagel

Lion, half asleep, notices the movement, as if something that was warming him is moving away, and he grumbles as he gradually wakes up

He opens his eyes, only to find two multicolored orbs staring back at him, the colors not so visible because it's early evening, but he didn't need light to know their colors. It was fortunate that the light was dim, because he was certain he was as red as a strawberry

Wait, the light was dim? How long had he been asleep?

"Good evening, dear" He says in a voice that's a little hoarse from sleep

[ask-edmundhewlett]

After a prolonged time with interviewing Captain Simcoe, Eleanor had eagerly asked on who she should see to question next. 

Simcoe had gritted through his teeth:

“Major Hewlett usually has answers for questions. I last saw him in the church.”

Eleanor grinned and she eventually saw herself at the church. She took a few deep breaths before pushing the heavy oak doors open. 

She examined the rows of benches, looking for someone who looked like a ‘Major Hewlett.’ (People really need to start giving her descriptions of what others look like.)

She walked up to the front, eyes landing on a man who looked important—someone who looked rumpled in a way that just carried with a soldier that saw too much.

She slid onto the cool wood, scooting closer to him every 45 seconds. Not to seem weird, but not enough to seem calculated.

“Excuse me—“ she whispered loudly, “—are you Major Hewlett?”

— @ask-eleanorrivington

(if this is too long, i’m sorry)

The man did seem like a major, with the fancy gorget and all—an assessment would soon be proven correct. He looked up when she got closer, and smiled when she spoke, setting down whatever it was he was looking at.

"Yes, I am," he said, dipping his head slightly as he spoke. "Major Edmund Hewlett, at your service. What is it you need?"

- Major Hewlett

[michael-eagel]

A few days had passed since Lionel's trip to the river with the two boys from the Spanish colonies. He hadn't seen either of them since, although that was entirely his fault Lion had spent the last few days holed up in his tent writing day and night (because of his difficulty sleeping), only breaking those moments for truly necessary ones, even neglecting his walks with Pilot

It was a relatively quiet day at camp, and Major Tallmadge had dismissed him early, saying he'd been overexerting himself lately. Even though he didn't want to stop, Lion didn't disobey orders, and in the afternoon he decided to go to the training field to observe a bit, to clear his head of any thoughts he didn't want to have.He leans against a tree, until a familiar face catches his attention, and he raises his hand in greeting,

"Bonjour monsieur Michael, did you come to participate in the training?"

*Michael got distracted when he heard the familiar voice of Lionel. Consequently, his comrade who was training with him accidentally pinched his arm slightly with the sword. The guy apologized and Michael smiled softly, not giving it much importance. He walked towards Lionel, rubbing his arm.*

"Great to see you here. How are you, Lionel?" *he says while sitting in the ground beside the other guy. He was sweating slightly by the practice earlier so he took a handkerchief from his pocket, rubbing his forehead with it.*

@yoslionel

[devlvslafayette]

Hear me out... Thomas Jefferson... he's hot..

[ask-benjamintallmadge]

*After several minutes of waiting, M arrives at her tent.*

- @m-butterfly-177x

*Tallmadge, waiting nearby, walks up to her before she enters the tent.

Miss M! Hello.

Was everything going well in the medical tent?

- Major Benj. Tallmadge

[ask-jgsimcoe]

We (me and @ask-edmundhewlett) are going to sleep Goodnight Tumblr

[nai-06]

HELLOOOOO I MADE THIS QUICKLY (took me hours actually) THIS IS MIMI PRE-LIONEL WHEN THEY MISSED VALERIA AKFBKCNFOFNSIDB I'M SO SO SO SO SO PROUD OF THIS OMGGGG