forum Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

Started December 04, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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Pierre clenched his jaw, anger rising in him. "Have some respect from the man you just stole from," he told her through gritted teeth, keeping his voice low. A scene was the last thing he needed right now. "Just give it back, and I won't make it a problem."

Annalise blinked, before very calmly sprinting away. He said that like I wouldn't cause a problem. She thought, smirking to herself. This isn't the first time someone's noticed, my good sir, and it wasn't my first theft

John lifted his head a little, squinting, "Hold that thought, Jane.." He spoke, taking interest in the small drama.

"Hey!" he yelled, immediately taking off after her. I worked hard for those coins– I'd like to see her try and take them. He was clearly the faster of the two, and caught up with her before she was barely out of the door, grabbing hold of her wrist and yanking her back. "Thief!"

"My, what an honest observation." She said dryly, stopping on his foot and attempting to run again. We all need to eat sir. You're lucky you can work for your coins.

"Hey, what's going on?!" John stood up to confront the both of them. And feeling a little senselessly valliant off whiskey.

Pierre didn’t even cast the redcoat a glance, jumping forward to grab hold of the woman’s arm again. “Give those back!”

"Nothing of your concern." Annalise said calmly. "Now if you'd excuse me, I have brothers to meet."

"Hey–" he grunted, lurched forward to seize both of their arms and hold them seperate. "What is going on?" He repeated.

Once again, Pierre ignored the Brit, snatching the sack of coins from the woman’s hand. Their scuffle has turned heads, which was enough to cause him concern.

Frustrated at being dismissed, now he made a grab for the coins, teeth grit. To just force them to listen.

Pierre yanked his hand out of the way, now unable to contain his anger. “Both of you, keep your filthy hands off of my money,” he growled, stepping backwards.

"Say that to my face." André exhaled. "Im trying to help."

Pierre took a deep breath, shoving the money back into his pocket. Calm down, you idiot. “Thank you, sir, for your help.”

Annalise slipped away grinning. Wonder when he'll notice that I took a few out of the bag? I'm not an idiot, after all.

((I actually googled pick pocketing methods, and that's a thing. It just requires some slight of hand and distraction- like running.))

"Have more respect for people of the law," he grumbled, glamced at the woman, then back at Jane.

Wo)

Its ok! Its cool)

(It’s really cool!)

Pierre bit his tongue before he said something stupid, turning away from both. I need more to drink… something stronger than that beer.

André wiped a hand down his face. Colonials.. No respect for their roots..

alright guys im off too bed! Try not to get in too deep, i dont want to miss any juicy drama. See yall tmrw!)

(Alight, goodnight :)

Pierre returned to his seat at the bar, casting harsh flares at anyone who glanced his way in question.

Annalise walked down road, turning into the ally she had told her little brothers to wait in.