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The little boy was so cute.
Now, she never had any reason to be told about babies and children alike, all she had extrapolated from books, pieces of conversations and she could guess now was that they were delicate. So Ada was very, very gentle when she reached out to his hand, slowly to avoid spooking him, and poked the back of his little hand with her finger. He gave her a curious look too, and her lips pulled into a small smile. And then she thought of how weird that must have looked to his father. Though maybe he had already guessed her captivity had not been a matter of days. "I... have never seen a child before," she explained tentatively, "I don't want to hurt him."
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When Elizabeth comes to visit Abe Woodhull and realizes that his father is the spitting image of Joshamee Gibbs. Richard probably HATES how intently she ends up staring.
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@cabbxges-and-kings “I need you to promise me you’ll be on your best behavior” “I promise...s other people that I’d be on my worst behavior and I gave my word, so”
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@cabbxges-and-kings || unplotted starter “Hey- how hard would it be to get my hands on...” He shrugged and handed Abe a note that listed: gunpowder, aluminum powder, iron filings, copper, salt, barium. “The 4th is coming soon- we might as well celebrate it right.”
“Ground beef, cheese, and buns would be great too, but something tells me I’m not gonna find a deli around here.”
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The last 48 hours had felt like utter chaos, a battle and then a night-time raid by opportunistic rebels? They must have targeted dear Abraham and Mary for him being sheltered at White Hall. He felt partly responsible for the loss of Abraham’s farm and counted his lucky stars that Baker had been there to defend them, albeit at the cost of the brave man’s life.
It almost felt like insult for what he had to do next, his supplies were embarrassingly and dangerously low, resupply was coming but it would take weeks, he had to make do with what he had or indeed anything he could scavenge. He had made his way to the farm looking over the burned remnants of the house after dismounting his horse, an air of sadness and weariness to him, the Major was sure to greet Abraham before attempting any search through the ashes for viable weapons.
“Abraham,” he greeted respectfully with a short and polite bow of his head as he resisted looking over the terrible scene again, he hoped the young farmer was in a forgiving mood. “The descriptions of the devastation never do quite match up to seeing it for oneself,” he gave a soft sigh while his jaw shifted, such a mess, “I am sorry for the loss of your farm, truly. I wish we were able to bring those rebels to justice.” An admittance that he thought it unlikely they would be caught, after all they seemed to have left no trace for them to follow.
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Benja.min: where were you??? why weren’t you responding?
Where A.be was, apparently: