#grave inquiries

[ask-johngravessimcoe]

Have people actually ever called you “Graves?”

Or are you taking that name to the grave. Ya see what I did there?

— Culper Sr.

@ask-abraham-woodhulll

He does not answer, merely watches as though a hawk encircling its prey as he sips on a glass of Madeira.

“Do you think yourself the jester often, Woodhull?” A smile, as he raises the glass in a toast. “Perhaps it is fate’s jest that you find me in a good mood today. Watch that mouth of yours, or it may be you who finds yourself in the grave on the morrow.”

[ask-johngravessimcoe]

Sir, what hair products do you use?

He scoffs. "Such friviloty has no place in the lives of a Queen's Ranger. I am a warrior, not some aristocrat whose only worry is of the superficial variety."

Which is to say: water, soap, and an uncanny ability to simply have camera-ready hair at all times.

[ask-johngravessimcoe]

why are there bodies in the water. do you recognize them

//to mod: why hello there! i am so sorry for the blatant scp reference

"Do you expect me to keep track of every rebel scum I have put out of their misery? Of course not." He spits, though Simcoe is visibly on edge, his eyes quickly darting away from the large expanse of water to dry land. Only then do his shoulders relax, and the usual nonchalance of his voice returns.

He does not know what an 'SCP' is. Should he be afraid.

[ask-johngravessimcoe]

can i throw pebbles at you?

- 🐈

(// hi mod you seem very cool... you're cooking!!)

You know he is just confused. Simcoe is uncertain what to say, two posts in. You should be proud of yourself.

"I trust you to be able to make your own judgements." However, despite the pleasant smile on his face and the slight tilt of his head, the gleam in his eyes do not suggest a kind outcome for such an action.

[ask-johngravessimcoe]

dadada ignore this it's my old taaaags fresh from the graaaves