A Revolutionary Lady
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				Title: <strong>A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>18-11-2005, 12:27:58</strong>
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				This is a one on one for Amberghylles and NikitaFirestar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>18-11-2005, 12:40:56</strong>
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				Glancing about almost nervously as she approached the main camp with a group of men, she tugged her hat a bit further down on her head. Making sure all of her blonde hair was hidden up in the cap, she adjusts her shirt and belt lightly, wincing as her full breasts feel the strain of the cloth binding them down. She'd taken her brothers clothes, dressed in them, smudged her soft skin with dirt, and looked like a convincing, albeit short man. Adjusting the gun on her shoulder, the pistols at her sides, and the saber, she continued walking, blue eyes sparkling with nervousness and excitement.
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				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>18-11-2005, 13:21:32</strong>
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				Numberious small campfires dotted the area around camp.&nbsp; Men of every walk of life and age looked up as they passed, most had been here a while and there were a few ragged cheers at the sight of the new arrivals.&nbsp; <br><br>"Good to see some fresh faces.&nbsp; Let's get you lot settled in..."&nbsp; The man was tall and broad-shouldered, with a rugged look and full beard.&nbsp; His skin was tanned and he had the look of someone used to living off the land.&nbsp; His deep brown eyes scanned over the group, pausing over each in turn.&nbsp; "Anyone without a decent bedroll come with me, we've got some blankets and it gets damn cold at night.&nbsp; And watch the puddles!&nbsp; If you get your feet wet you'll be losing toes to frostbite before you see a Redcoat." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>18-11-2005, 13:24:18</strong>
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				Seeing the man that spoke to them, she froze faintly. Blinking, she shook her head and quickly looked away. She couldn't hardly get caught staring at a man, now could she, when she was supposed to be one herself? Nodding at his words, she moves off after him. Apparently, she was the only one without a bedroll. Leave it to a woman to not realize she'd need such a thing.<br><br>"I need one..." She manages to make her voice faintly gruff, though it could easily pass as a boy not quite that old. As they move off, she can't help but let her eyes trail slowly over him, biting her lower lip lightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>18-11-2005, 13:35:17</strong>
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				He turns as they reach what appears to be the supply tent.&nbsp; His eyes travel over her again, obviously apprasing her.&nbsp; "You're used to sleeping in a warm bed, aren't you boy?" he says more than asks as he turns away from her to bring out a bundle of blankets.<br><br>As he offers it to her, he quirks the corner of his mouth in a small smile.&nbsp; "And you surely don't look to be old enough..."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>18-11-2005, 13:39:24</strong>
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				Nodding to the question, she clears her throat faintly at the statement, as if offended as she knew her brothers would be if asked a question.<br><br>"I'm plenty old enough..." She mutters, trying to still sound 'manly'. Standing a bit taller, she raises her head for a moment to stare back at his eyes defiantly, then looks back down quickly. If anyone looked too long at her face, they might ask questions... Though perhaps she was just a... feminine male... Tugging the blankets close to her chest, she hugs them as if they were her safety line, trying to slow her breathing. What was she thinking, running off without her family knowing. They'd never forgive her. If she lived, that is...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>18-11-2005, 13:54:52</strong>
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				The man laughed and shook his head.&nbsp; "Fair enough then," he said, "Ain't no shame in being a tenderfoot, boy.&nbsp; Just stick close and I'll show you the ropes.&nbsp; &nbsp; Now, I've got some coffee and soup, I expect you could use something warm after that marching.&nbsp; Oh, and I guess I should introduce myself.&nbsp; Name's Nathan Granger."&nbsp; He offered up a strong hand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>19-11-2005, 09:01:08</strong>
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				She was going to stay by his side? He wanted to teach her? Oh, this might be bad... Swallowing thickly, she slowly slips her hand into his, giving it the best, firmest shake she can manage, though her hand is unquestionably soft, no matter how dirty it might look<br><br>"George Hampton." She nodded. It was mostly the truth, as her name was Georgette Hampton. It was just one of her brothers, out of the six, that happened to be named George, and was a rather well known man for his work with the revolution. <br><br>"And I'd love some soup..." She cringed at how that sounded, trying to remind herself to speak like a man.
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				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>19-11-2005, 09:44:47</strong>
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				Nathan's hand was strong and rough as he shook her hand.&nbsp; "Hampton, eh?" he said as he walked over to one of the many little campfires that encircled the camp's perimeter, "I've heard that name before.&nbsp; You got any relatives fighting?"<br><br>As he waited for an answer, he knelt down and stirred the contents of a battered pot.&nbsp; Then he ladled the soup out into a pair of well-used but servicable bowls and offered one of them to Georgette.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>19-11-2005, 11:56:07</strong>
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				Nodding as she follows him, she swallows thickly again, rubbing her hand on her pants. She'd never been so close to so many men... The Hamptons were a rich family, had lands, servants, everything. She'd never been courted, never kissed, and now all these men about. Taking the bowl, she smiles and nods her thanks. <br><br>"Yes. My brothers fight too, though they're further towards the capital right now. You heard of the Hamptons?" They were well known, and while her brothers and father were known for their fighting, she and her mother were quite well known for their beauty. She'd had several offers of marriage, and she was hardly interested in any of them. Rich, pompous men that had no ideals. That wouldn't let her be who she was. That would whip her if they knew where she was now. Much like papa likely would when he found out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>19-11-2005, 12:58:18</strong>
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				Nathan settled onto a log started to eat his soup.&nbsp; "I've heard of them, though I can't say I know any of your kin personally."<br><br>He chuckled and nodded to another log.&nbsp; "Have a seat George," he said, "You look like you're too jumpy to breathe.&nbsp; I know this must all be pretty different from what you're used to, but try to relax.&nbsp; You'll get used to it soon enough."<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>20-11-2005, 00:18:16</strong>
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				Nodding faintly, she moves to sit on a log. Setting the rifle on her back down at her side, she was glad at least for that much. She might not be able to pull off being a man that well, but she was an expert shot. Slowly eating her soup, she smiled faintly to Nathan, glancing about before looiking back to him.<br><br>"Just nerves, I guess..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>20-11-2005, 06:10:59</strong>
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				Nathan nodded and ate.&nbsp; "It's the ones that aren't nervious that worry me," he commented with an easy-going smile.<br><br>"We're not moving out for a another couple of days at the least," he added after a moment, "At least that's what I've heard.&nbsp; Still gathering recruits and suppies.&nbsp; So you've got some time to get settled in."<br><br>Then he set his bowl aside and took out a pipe, which he began to carefully fill.&nbsp; "Mind if I ask what prompted you to join up?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>20-11-2005, 06:12:37</strong>
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				"Someone's got to stand up for the people that can't do it for themselves..." Finishing the soup, she shakes her head, looking about. <br><br>"Any good hunting about here? We could catch a few rabbits, make some better stew for the men that aren't doing so well?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>20-11-2005, 06:45:06</strong>
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				He nodded as he began to puff on his pipe.&nbsp; "I've had fair luck," he answered.<br><br>Just then a man in a uniform came walking over to them.&nbsp; "We need someone to ride over Hampton and pick up some supplies," he said as he looked over the pair of them, "If you hurry, you can be there and back before it gets too dark."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>20-11-2005, 06:46:40</strong>
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				Hampton... She smirked, shaking her head.<br><br>"I'll go. I know the way pretty well..." Standing, she brushed her hands off, taking up her rifle, which really was her own, and starting towards where the horses would be. Something itched at her mind, something that was important about heading to Hampton right now, but she couldn't put her finger on it, not yet at least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>20-11-2005, 07:37:44</strong>
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				Nathan got up as well.&nbsp; "Shouldn't go alone," he commented as he stepped over to gather his own rifle and weapons from his tent, "Give me just a moment and I'll ride with you."<br><br>When he did join her at the horses, Nathan had a couple of axes tucked into his belt along with his pistols and a well-cared for rifle slung on his back.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>20-11-2005, 07:49:55</strong>
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				Her own rifle was one that had to be expensive. It was made to fit her smaller hands, and as she swung up onto the horse, she looked at him. Nodding once he was ready, she turned her horse, spurring it on with a kick of her heels.<br><br>"Hyah!" Tearing off down the road, she knew she couldn't stay too close to him, or she'd get distracted. Couldn't have that, now could we? Shaking her head, she tugs her cap tighter down about her head, not wanting it to come off as they disappear from the camp towards the town. What was it that she'd remembered about town? It was so important, but she couldn't grasp it yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>20-11-2005, 10:00:36</strong>
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				&lt;From IM between Amberghylles and NikitaFirestar&gt;<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan noted the quality of her weapon and nodded.&nbsp; It was a good gun and he was guessing George knew how to use it.&nbsp; That made him feel better as he spurred his own horse to follow.&nbsp; He leaned low as he worked to keep up with the small man.&nbsp; At this rate, they'd be back before sundown.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;She led them along quickly, then suddenly pulled her horse short to a stop. Frowning as she tilts her head to listen, she holds her hand up to motion him to stop as well. Suddenly, her eyes widen. Bugger, that's what it had been! Motioning for him to be silent as she frowns, she motions that they need to move off the road as she hops from her horse, quickly leading it up the embankment and behind large rocks.<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan brings his own mount to a stop.&nbsp; He's about to ask what she's heard when she heads off the road.&nbsp; Silently, he dismounts and follows.&nbsp; Once their behind the rocks, he leans close and whispers, "What is it?"<br><br>&nbsp;Leaning closer to him, she motions towards the road, that unmistakeable red appearing just over the hill, coming towards them. "Redcoats..." She whispered. "I'd forgotten they were in Hampton. Their Captain came sniffing around the house, trying to marry me..." Shaking her head, she frowns, too involved in the moment to realize what she'd said.<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan presses himself low to the ground as those bright red uniforms come into sight.&nbsp; "We're going to need to get word back as soon as possible to make sure the rest of the unit isn't caught be surprise," he replies quietly before the full implication of her words sinks in.&nbsp; Then there is a pause before he turns and looks at her closely.&nbsp; "Did you just say MARRY?"&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;She had started to nod at his first statement, then blinks faintly as he asks her the last question. "I... I meant marry my sister... Yeah, he came looking for my sister..." She couldn't look at him, holding her breath as the red coats started past them. Praying their horses would be silent, she watched carefully, hand already reaching for the rifle on her back, just in case.<br><br>&nbsp;He frowned.&nbsp; This was anything but the right time press the issue.&nbsp; He lay still, peeking out between the rocks as he slowly eased his own rifle from his back.&nbsp; A whole company of redcoats down there and just the two of them up here.&nbsp; It wouldn't be a fight if they were spotted.&nbsp; He gritted his teeth as sweat beaded on his forehead.&nbsp; "Just keep marching," he whispered.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;She was thinking the same thing. Most of the redcoats had passed, and she let out a faint breath. As luck would have it, however, one of the horses moved, snapping a stick. The last pair of redcoats stopped, looking around before starting to alert the others. Cursing in French she turned, grabbing his coat front and pulling him towards the horses. "Slap their rears, send them the other way, we'll go on foot!" She mutters quietly to him. A shot rings out, barely missing her head, and she drops to the ground. Rolling, she moves to the side, bringing up her rifle as she goes. Firing off a shot, one of the men falls as she shoots up and turns to start running once more. Unfortunately, she has yet to notice her hat fell off, and her thick blonde hair is easily seen, twisted up into a messy bun.<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan didn't need to be told twice.&nbsp; It was a good plan and as George fired he rushed over to set the horses running.&nbsp; As the animals took off, he lifted his gun and fired, dropping the other man from the last rank.&nbsp; Then he spun on his heel and took off after George.&nbsp; As he caught up, he blinked at the sight of her hair.&nbsp; "You're a girl!" he yelled as he came alongside her.<br><br>&nbsp;Blinking up at him, she almost fell over a tree as she ran. Shots were heard after their horses, letting them continue to run. Looking back to where she's going, she shakes her head with a frown. "Not so loud, do you want them to know where we a-" She's cut off as she staggers, looking like she's tripped, though the blood that wells in her shoulder speaks otherwise. Groaning as she hits the ground, she winces, her hair falling free of the bun to tumble about her on the ground. Her rifle dropped to the ground, she grips at her shoulder, looking at it, then at him, blue eyes wide.<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan curses as he drops to one knee and scans the underbrush behind them.&nbsp; He lets his rifle fall as there's no time to reload it.&nbsp; Instead he pulls the pistols from his belt as he looks for the telltale red of British uniforms.&nbsp; Seeing the first, he raises his gun and fires.&nbsp; The man drops, either hit or taking cover.&nbsp; "Can you still run?" he asks as he waits for sight of another enemy.<br><br>&nbsp;Nodding faintly, she shoves herself up. Blood trails from both sides of her shoulder, showing it went straight through. Her shirt quickly stains, but she doesn't complain as she grabs up her rifle and starts to run once again. She's a bit slower, but that's to be expected. Now that he knew she was a girl, things would likely seem to click. Small hands. Soft hands at that. Avoiding looking directly at anyone for too long, keeping that damned hat so far down on her head. Panting faintly as she continues, she darts to the right, knowing he'll follow her. She was raised in this area, after all, and knows several hiding places. Jumping down into a ravine, she hopes he's following, and glances back from time to time before she points to a small waterfall. Moving around the side of it, she disappears into the cave behind it, staggering towards the back before collapsing to her knees, rifle clattering to the stone floor.<br><br>&nbsp;He empties the other pistol before snatching his own rifle and following her.&nbsp; Sure she is a woman, but he doesn't know this area at all.&nbsp; So with a whispered prayer he sticks close, watching behind them.&nbsp; Once they're behind the waterfall he sinks to his knees beside her.&nbsp; "I didn't see anyone following, must have got that one," he says as he starts to catch his own breath.&nbsp; Then he starts to tear a long strip from his shirt.&nbsp; "Open your shirt," he orders her, "If we don't get a bandage on that you'll bleed to death."<br><br>&nbsp;Nodding faintly, she winces as she undoes the laces at the top of her shirt. Starting to try and lift it over her head, she shakes her head, realizing she can't move her arm like that. Grunting in pain as tears stream over her cheeks, she takes out a knife. Starting at the top of her shirt, she slices it clean down the middle, leaving it in halves so that she can let it fall from her slender shoulders. Then, it starts to become more obvious that she's a woman. Dirty, blood stained hair falling about her slender shoulders, the bandages about her breasts to hold them down seem to make the swell of them stand out all the more, now that she was without her shirt. Just below the bandages, her flat stomach and well curved hips could be seen, flesh looking clean and soft, almost inviting. Wiping at her tears, not wanting him to see them, she keeps as silent as she can, not meeting his eyes, but not wanting to look at her shoulder either. Things were always better when you didn't look...<br><br>&nbsp;Dispite the urgency, Nathan can't help but let his eyes take in the sight of her womanly form.&nbsp; Then he pulls his belt free and tears a second strip from his shirt.&nbsp; He licks his lips as he reaches forward.&nbsp; She is indeed as beautiful as he's heard.&nbsp; And this is not what he should be thinking of right now.&nbsp; He presses the bandage to her shoulder, then loops his belt over it.&nbsp; Holding both in place, he presses the other bandage to her chest, his hand much to close to her tightly wrapped breast.&nbsp; Taking a deep breath he brings the belt around.&nbsp; "This is going to hurt," he warns her as he pulls the belt tight to hold the bandages tightly in place.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Wincing as he presses the bandages to her, she bites her lower lip, looking to his eyes and nodding. As he pulls the belt tight, she lets out a strangled cry of pain, falling forward, her head falling to rest on the broad expanse of his chest as she clenches her eyes shut, her good hand gripping at his shirt tightly. Breathing heavily, she tried to calm herself, though it was a slow, painful proccess.<br><br>&nbsp;"It's ok," he says softly, his hand comming up to her hair instinctively, "Just try to breathe."&nbsp; He stroked her hair softly before catching himself and lowering his hand quickly.&nbsp; "It went through," he says, "That's good.&nbsp; The bandage should hold you till we can get to a doctor."<br><br>&nbsp;His touch had seemed to comfort her, but at his last statement, she shook her head, leaning up to look up at him, her small hand still gripping at the front of his shirt. Her right arm hanging limp and useless at her side, tears and blood staining her cheeks, she looks so small, so helpless. And for some odd reason, she looks more like the very image of what would stir a mans blood. "No... No I can't go to a doctor, they'll find me out. I can't be sent home, I can't...Please, Nathan..." Now when she said his name, it was with her own voice, a welcomed sound in the hell of the times they lived in.<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan gazed down at her, paralyzed by the sight of her and the desperation in her gaze.&nbsp; His hand came back up to gently touch her face, wiping away tears.&nbsp; "Geor.." he starts to say before shaking his head.&nbsp; "I'm not a doctor," he says softly, "I... I can't... You might die without help."&nbsp; The sound of his name on her lips rang in his ears.&nbsp; "We can't do anything yet," he says after a moment, "It's almost dark and they won't stop looking while there's light.&nbsp; We... we can figure things out in the morning."&nbsp; He looks around, trying to find somewhere to lay her down in the small cave.<br><br>&nbsp;At his touch, her head tilts just faintly into it, soft lips parting faintly. Finally opening them, she looks to his eyes, nodding softly. "My name really is George... Papa calls me that. Its short for Georgette..." She offers the truth to him as she keeps her eyes on her bloody hands. "My family is strong, I'll be fine without a doctor. Done it before..." Course it wasn't a shot, it was a broken arm, but her oldest brother had set it and she'd been fine...<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan licked his lips, letting his eyes fall on her own.&nbsp; Seeing her like that woke some need deep within him to shelter her and protect her.&nbsp; "We'll see come morning," he says again, "Can't do anything before then."&nbsp; Taking her discarded shirt and his own torn one, he makes a bundle and tries to lay her down to rest her head on the makeshift pillow.&nbsp; Then he moves, gently and slowly, to sit beside her and lean against the cool stone wall.&nbsp; "Try to rest Georgette," he says as he begins to reload the rifles and pistols.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;As he moves, she watches him, eyes slowly trailing along his bare chest. She'd never really seen a man so... Undressed before. Swallowing thickly as he looks back at her, she looks away quickly, blushing faintly. Nodding as she slowly rested back with his help, her eyes move to him as she hears him loading the rifles and pistols. "I can still shoot if I have to... Learned how when I broke my arm a few summers ago..." She didn't want to be useless, but she just felt that way. Completely and utterly.<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan nods as he reloads the guns and sets them on the rocks, within reach of both of them.&nbsp; "We'll be in it deep if they find us," he says as he takes a deep breath, "But we'll go down fighting."&nbsp; He can't help but let his eyes drift over her again.&nbsp; His hand finds hers and he squeezes it.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>20-11-2005, 12:15:43</strong>
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				Nodding softly, her head was towards him, so she couldn't see him watching her body. Resting on her back as she was, hand in his, her other injured arm resting at her side, her body was open for his viewing. Being above her now, he could see that her breasts were likely wrapped so tightly that it was painful, and she indeed shifted faintly with a light groan. She kept her hand in his however, staring at the wall of the cave. <br><br>"Not many people know about the cave. I used to play here as a little girl. I'd run here when I had to get away from the world. Further back there's another exit, if we need it. There's tunnels all over the land. But when morning comes, we have to get warning to the others. Do you think they'll realize something is amiss if our horses return without us?" She was rambling, and she seemed to realize it. But it, along with his touch for some reason, helped take her mind from the pain.<br><br>"You must think me a silly little girl to do something like this..." Sighing softly, she closed her eyes as she shifted, then gripped his hand tightly instead of crying out as pain lanced through her shoulder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>21-11-2005, 03:15:26</strong>
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				He listened and forced his eyes away from her back to the curtain of water that hid them.&nbsp; The setting sun was starting to catch it, turning it into a spray of rainbows and color. <br><br>"If the horses make it back they'll know somethng's wrong," he answers, trying not to let his gaze fall back to her and failing.&nbsp; He could tell she wasn't comfortable even before she gripped his hand.<br><br>"Not silly," he said honestly, "I think you knew it was dangerious.&nbsp; You could have been killed back there.&nbsp; And if they find us you might still wind up dead... or worse.&nbsp; After all, their captain fancies you."<br><br>He stopped, and bit his lip for a moment.&nbsp; "Maybe you should loosen those bindings, they look painful."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>21-11-2005, 03:18:14</strong>
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				"I would have been fine if you'd been quiet..." She tilted her head to look at him, smiling faintly, showing that she was teasing. Sighing at the mention of the captain, she shakes her head.<br><br>"I detest that man. So... Snotty." Shaking her head again, she looks down to her chest as she shifts again.<br><br>"Good Lord, they're terribly tight. But I... I can't do it with one hand..." Slowly she looks up at him again, blushing just faintly. <br><br>"I need your help..."
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				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>21-11-2005, 04:56:15</strong>
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				It's Nathan's turn to blush as she asks him to help with her bindings.&nbsp; "Um... of course," he answers as he moves to kneel beside her and look carefully to see how to go about easing her discomfort without doing anything inapproprate.<br><br>Very carefully he reached down to start working the binding loose, trying not to move her injured shoulder or touch those heaving and oh so inviting orbs of soft flesh.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>21-11-2005, 05:09:21</strong>
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				Wincing as he moves her, she shuts her eyes tightly. The bandages are wound so tightly, he'll likely have to unwrap her entirely before he can loosen them and wrap them again. As it is, that and her now sliced shirt are the only things she has to wear. Slowly opening her eyes, her full breasts indeed heaving, she looks up at him with a faint frown.<br><br>"I... I'll help..." She shows him where the bandages start, over on her side, down towards the bottom of her ribcage. <br><br>"Unwrap it most of the way, then move them around again, just looser. Please..." Her soft voice is strained with the pain she feels, but she's being surprisingly brave through it all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>23-11-2005, 05:28:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods and untucks the end.&nbsp; It's a simple enough task... except that each slow and careful pass exposes more of her soft flesh to his eyes.&nbsp; As the cloth starts to reavel to lower edges of her breasts, he stops for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>"Um, you should hold the rest in place," he suggests as he finds that he must shift how he's keeling to ease the constriction in his trousers.&nbsp; Sure, she's beautiful, but it's just <em>wrong</em> to be looking at her and thinking those thoughts while she's hurt and so vulnerable.&nbsp; He hopes she doesn't notice the slight tenting, as he resumes working, loosening the cloth but not unwinding it any further.&nbsp; Then he starts to rewrap her, leaving the cloth as losse as he can without endangering her remaining modesty.&nbsp; <br><br>Of course, that leaves alot more of her flat belly uncovered.&nbsp; Moving back and taking a nervious breath, he nods.&nbsp; "That better?" he asks.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>23-11-2005, 06:37:06</strong>
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				Letting out a relieved breath as the bindings are loosened all the more, she looks up at him when he tells her to hold the rest. Nodding, she raises her good arm, pressing her palm between her full breasts to hold the bandages there.<br><br>"Alright..." When he starts wrapping them again, she moves her hand from time to time as needed, avoiding his eyes as she feels his flesh brushing against hers. Perhaps she was just cold, and that was why his flesh felt so hot... As soon as he's finished, she looks down at herself, then back to him, nodding with a light smile.<br><br>"Thank you, Nathan. I feel much better...." True, however, that she had a great deal more of her soft flesh visible now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>23-11-2005, 06:47:17</strong>
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				He eases back and sits, his hand moving to take hold of hers again.&nbsp; <br><br>"Sorry if that hurt," he says with a slight flush still to his cheeks, "But you should be able to rest easier now."&nbsp; His eyes drift, sweeping over her for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>"We can sling that arm come morning," he offered, trying to find something to focus on besides how much of her perfect body he could see, "It'll make it less painful to move."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>23-11-2005, 06:55:17</strong>
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				Lacing her fingers gently with his, her hand still seeming so small now that he knew she was a woman, she nodded softly. <br><br>"We can use what's left of my shirt for the sling. And I'll wear my jacket, buttoned tight. All we really need to worry about is the English catching us..." Frowning, she bit at her full lower lip, staring at the wall of water not too far away as she thought. She'd have to worry about being.. 'Used' by the Captain, yes, but Nathan would surely be killed. And that bothered her more than she could explain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>23-11-2005, 08:01:58</strong>
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				&lt;from IM&gt;<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan held her slender hand in his, running his thumb over her knuckles slowly. His gaze drifted to the wall of water as well, watching as the sun's setting rays began to strike it and fill the small cave with tiny rainbows that flitted about like butterflies across the walls.&nbsp; "It's going to get cold in here," he murmured softly, "Maybe we should move a little deeper and risk a fire?"<br><br>&nbsp;Gulping faintly as she felt his thumb move over her knuckles, she finds herself having trouble thinking clearly. Thinking for a moment, she nods, starting to try and get up. "There's another part of the cave that's perfect for fires..." Wincing at the efforts she makes to get up, she groans faintly, but again, doesn't complain.<br><br>&nbsp;"Wait," he says and stops her from getting any further up.&nbsp; Then he stands and squats down, slipping one arm under her knees and wrapping the other around her back, he lifts her as gently as he can manage.&nbsp; Once he's standing, he shifts her weight against his bare chest, swallowing hard at having her so close like this.&nbsp; "Just... ah... just let me know if there's a fork or anything," he tells her as he starts to carry her deeper into the cave. <br><br>&nbsp;Wincing faintly as he lifts her, she wraps her good arm about his broad shoulders, the other arm craddled in her lap. Nodding faintly as she watches him, she swallows thickly at the feeling of her body against his own, with hardly a thing covering her save her pants and the bandages about her full breasts. "I.. um.." Tearing her eyes away from him, she nods towards the way they're going. "About fifty paces, and then to the right..."<br><br>&nbsp;He moves slowly, testing each step since he can't see the cave floor at his feet.&nbsp; Her body is so soft... so warm... He can't help but feel the swell of her breast against his chest.&nbsp; He grits his teeth and forces himself to pay attention to what he's doing until he makes his way to the spot she mentioned.&nbsp; It's dark this far back, and the lack of light only seems to intensify his ability to feel her body so close to his own.&nbsp; Gingerly, he kneels and lays her down.&nbsp; "I'll be right back," he says as he smooths her hair away from her face, "I need to grab the guns and the rest of our clothes.&nbsp; Then I'll see about a fire to keep us warm through the night."<br><br>&nbsp;Nodding as she's set down, she glances about. There was a hidden compartment somewhere...By the time he returned to her, he'd find a small fire going in the center of the little encave, and off to one side, she smiles as she sees a makeshift bed, large enough for two, lined with furs. So it was still here...Shaking her head, she moved to stand before it, holding her useless arm with the other to help steady it. As he returned, he'd find her standing as she was, hair flowing down behind her, catching the highlights on the flames, accenting the swell of her hips, the slender line of her waist.<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan came back with the guns and their shirts.&nbsp; And stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of her.&nbsp; For several long minutes, he gazed at her.&nbsp; Then he forced himself to look away and cough.&nbsp; "So this really is your secret place," he says as he set the guns down carefully, "You should lay back down, no need to wear yourself out.&nbsp; We'll need our strength come morning to dodge the Brits."<br>&nbsp;Turning to face him as he spoke, she nodded, brushing back her hair from her face carefully, though wincing at how it forced her to release her arm. Instead, she shook her head faintly, sending the thick blonde locks behind her shoulders. "I didn't think it'd still be here, actually. I haven't been here in years. Something about papa insisting it was time for gowns and lessons, not running about with my brothers..." Smiling softly, she shrugged with her good shoulder. Looking to the bed, then back to him, she shifts faintly. "We'll both be warm if we rest in the furs..."<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan swallows.&nbsp; The idea sounds so tempting.&nbsp; "Georgette..." he says as he feels his cheeks flush, "I'm not sure that would be proper.&nbsp; In fact, I'm pretty sure it would be mighty improper."&nbsp; He tears his eyes away from her and coughs nerviously.&nbsp; "You're a mighty beautiful woman and I haven't... well... it's been a while.&nbsp; A long while actually..."&nbsp; He looked back up and met her eyes.&nbsp; "I'm afraid if I were to lay down with you I might not be able to act in a gentlemanly manner."<br><br>&nbsp;Blushing faintly, she lowers her eyes down to the floor between them, then slowly forces them back up to his own eyes. "I... I'm not that pretty, I... I'm sorry, I hadn't meant to make you uncomfortable..." Nodding lightly, she turns and moves to start trying to work her way onto the furs without hurting herself. It was hard, as she usually would simply crawl up and under them. Now, however, she couldn't really do such a thing, and as she stepped on the furs, she slipped, letting out a cry as she almost falls over backwards.<br><br>&nbsp;He starts to try to answer her, but as he's struggling with the words she starts to fall.&nbsp; Swiftly, he leaps across the small cave and catches her.&nbsp; For a moment he holds her steady.&nbsp; Then he just holds her, letting her back rest against his chest as his hands encircle her.&nbsp; "Georgette," he says, "You are more than pretty.&nbsp; You're... you're beautiful.&nbsp; You're gorgious.&nbsp; You're an angel..."&nbsp; He continues to hold her, not willing to let go of her now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>23-11-2005, 09:05:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Gasping as she feels him catch her, and then his arms about her, she nods shakily. Slowly she looks up at him over her shoulder, seemingly the perfect height to fit in his arms. Her injured arm hangs at her side uselessly, her other hand gripping at his arm where it rested about her, as if steadying herself. Blushing faintly at his words, she smiles just barely. <br><br>"I'm not an angel... Would an angel have done all of the things I did? The hiding, the lying? I..." She stops as she continues to watch him, painfully aware of every breath he takes, her own breathing soon falling into the same rythm as his own.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>23-11-2005, 09:21:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know," he answers her, feeling her settle into his embrace and liking how it feels to hold her so close.&nbsp; Then he stops and leans closer.&nbsp; Words have never been his strong suit, he's a man of actions.&nbsp; So he takes action.<br><br>His lips brushed hers as he kissed her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>23-11-2005, 09:22:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Swallowing thickly as she watches him lean closer, she's frozen on the spot for a moment. But as she feels his lips brush along hers, she sighs softly, letting her eyes slip shut as her head tilts up into his kiss. Her grip tightens faintly on the arm about her waist, her body resting further back against his. He tasted of the wild, of something completely unknown to her, and despite her best efforts to deny it, she wanted more. She herself tasted faintly of strawberries, oddly enough in their environment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>26-11-2005, 04:37:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He found the sweet taste surprising, but pleasing.&nbsp; He drew her a little closer, holding her a bit tighter as he let his lips continue to kiss hers.&nbsp; He pressed into her, claiming her lips before eventually easing back.<br><br>That had been completely improper.&nbsp; Yet he'd enjoyed it and he wanted more.&nbsp; Maybe it was the cave, so far from the proper society that they belonged to, but he held her firmly and pulled her down to the furs with him, laying them both on their sides.<br><br>His manhood was raging, and he was sure she could feel it pressing against her like a hungry animal.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>26-11-2005, 08:14:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking up at him with wide, sparkling eyes as he breaks the kiss, she slowly moves with him onto the furs, careful of her arm, which still hangs useless at her side. Feeling his manhood against her, she swallows thickly, lowering her eyes for a moment before looking back up to him. She was completely innocent in this aspect, and while she'd heard stories of such things, she'd never experienced them. Only the forced kisses of that damned Captain. Oh God, if he found them... Frowning softly, she presses closer to Nathan, whispering softly.<br><br>"Don't let him find me..." As she spoke, her soft lips brushed along his throat, fingers of her good arm gripping at his own arm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>28-11-2005, 08:17:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He drew her close, careful not to pull at her injured shoulder.&nbsp; Not only improper, but she was hurt... <br><br>Yet her held her close, wanting and needing her with a powerful desire.&nbsp; His father's words rang in his ears... Never make a promise unless you know you can keep it.&nbsp; But the words fell from his lips all the same.&nbsp; "You're safe here," he whispered, "I'll keep you safe... I promise..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>28-11-2005, 11:05:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&lt;From IM&gt;<br><br>&nbsp; Nodding softly, she seemed to believe him. She wanted to, she needed to. He'd take care of her, after all, like she'd helped take care of him while they were on the road. Sighing softly, she pressed close against him, gripping at his arm before sliding her fingers up, slowly toying with his hair while leaning her head back to watch. It was such a simple action, yet was so... Different, so interesting to her.<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan tilted his head into her touch, enjoying the feel of her soft fingers.&nbsp; His eyes met hers and his own fingers gently stroked her long blonde tresses for a long moment before he leanded in and kissed her throat, his lips and tongue savoring the taste of her soft flesh.&nbsp; His fingers eased down her back, seeking out and beginning to loosen the bandage that kept her breasts hidden from him.<br><br>&nbsp;Watching his eyes, she smiled just barely, a soft, trusting yet slightly embarrassed smile. Sighing softly as she felt his lips and tongue against her throat, she let her head fall back, eyes slipping shut as her fingers grasped gently at his hair, holding him close to her. As he loosened the bandages, which had already been loosened a great deal, her full breasts came more and more into sight, starting to rise and fall a bit more quickly as her breathing increased slowly.<br><br>&nbsp;His fingers hook at the edge and pull the loose fabric down, drawing his nails down her back as well.&nbsp; He pauses and lifts his face from her neck, gazing for a moment at the soft mounds as they finally come free of the binding.&nbsp; "Beautiful," he whispers and then lowers his lips, kissing his way down the soft valley of her cleavage and then starting to work his lips and tounge along one soft orb as his finger begin to explore the other.<br><br>&nbsp;Blushing deeply as she hears him, she shifts faintly to rest on her back with only a faint muttering of pain from her shoulder. It was erased, however, as he took her breasts in his hand and mouth, drawing a groan from deep within her throat as he touched and licked places no man had ever done such things before. "Oh Nathan..." She muttered softly, huskily, arching as best she could into his touch.<br><br>&nbsp;Hearing his name on her lips, and in such a tone, drove him on.&nbsp; His fingers moved over the soft skin to find the rougher circle of her nipple, taking that nub lightly, he began to rub and stroke it.&nbsp; His mouth found its twin, and he began to suck softly at it, flicking his tounge over the sensitive nipple.<br><br>&nbsp;Gasping yet again, her eyes flew open as her head fell back. Gripping a bit more at his hair, she finally let her fingers slide down along his throat to his upper back, nails dragging slowly, gently along, urging him on all the more. "Yes..." She whispered softly to him, shutting her eyes once more.<br><br>&nbsp;He smiled around her nipple and moved to draw it further into his mouth, covering her areola with his lips as he caught the tender nipple lightly betwwen his teeth and flicked his tounge faster over the trapped flesh.&nbsp; His fingers rolled and gently pinched at the other.&nbsp; His free hand drifted down to stroke her hip, slowly moving to her thigh and the soft area of her belly along the edge of her trousers.<br><br>&nbsp;Her breathing continued to increase as he aroused her body, slender stomach quivering faintly as his fingers traced along it, legs shifting lightly under his attention, spreading faintly of their own free will it would seem. She never would have guessed that such a simple thing as a man at her breast could be so... Pleasureable, deliciously sinful...<br><br>&nbsp;He felt her tremble beneath his caress and lifted his head, holding her nipple for a moment, stretching it just a bit to lift her breast before releasing it to let the soft orb fall and bounce.&nbsp; His cock was hard against her leg, and his balls ached with need.&nbsp; It had been so long and she was so beautiful.&nbsp; He brought his lips to kiss hers again as his hands began to tug at her trousers, working them down over the gentle swell of her hips.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;Returning the kiss as her fingers moved back into his hair, she groaned softly as she felt him slip the trousers over her soft hips. She had what of course was called child bearing hips, and would likely bear many fine children one day. But for now, it was just him and her, alone in the cave, the sounds of water rushing at the mouth of the cave. Her senses were near overload, eagerly returning his kisses even as he took away her last bit of clothing, leaving her bare beneath him.<br><br>&nbsp;His kisses and his hands trembled with his eagerness and desire as he moved to rid himself of his own trousers, to bring his bare skin against her's.&nbsp; And as soon as he began to pull his pants down, his manhood sprang free, slapping against her naked thigh.&nbsp; He continued to kiss her hungrily as he eased his knees between hers to open her for him.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Tensing faintly as she felt his manhood hit her thigh, then his knees between her own urging them apart, she hesitated. Gripping a bit more tightly with her good hand, she slowly starts to let her legs part for him, wrapping her arm about his shoulders to hold her bare upper body as close to his as she could.<br><br>&nbsp; Nathan pauses and looks deeply into her eyes as he feels her hesitation.&nbsp; Then as she relaxes he nods.&nbsp; "It's ok," he promises, "Just relax my angel..."<br><br>&nbsp; Nodding faintly, she bites her lower lip, still somewhat afraid. After all, all she's heard on this matter was old wife tales, telling of how it would hurt, of how this was for the man only, not a womans enjoyment. She continues to slowly relax under his gaze, keeping her eyes on his as she whispers with a faint, nervous smile. "I trust you..."<br><br>&nbsp;He smiles and eases his hips until his shaft rubs against her virgin folds.&nbsp; Reaching between them, he rubs her sex lightly, slowly working his finger between her lips to stroke her tender warmth.&nbsp; "I need you," he whispers as he continues to work his fingers over her.<br><br>&nbsp;Shuddering with a sudden gasp of surprised pleasure as his fingers work at her warmth, she nods breathlessly, pulling him down to kiss her once again as her legs hug his hips gently, body rolling just faintly against his own.<br><br>&nbsp;He kisses her deeply, letting his hunger and lust show as he claims her lips.&nbsp; His fingers part her warm sex further, and he eases his cockhead into her folds.&nbsp; His hips rock as he drives into her, thrusting suddenly into her and begining to work his manhood in and out of her.<br><br>&nbsp;Letting out a yelp as he thrusts into her, shattering her maidenhead, she tenses in his arms. Eyes clenched shut as her head falls back faintly, she tries to calm herself as he starts to move within her, gripping hard at his one shoulder with her good hand. Soon enough, however, the pain starts to subside, replaced by an intense, growing pleasure, making her groan softly as she rocks her hips up to meet his.<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan's need starts to drive him, and he thrusts his hips faster and harder.&nbsp; As she starts to meet him, he lets loose a groan of his own and grips her tightly to his body as he slaps his body against hers, harder and harder.<br><br>&nbsp;Unable to help herself, she lets out a cry of pleasure at each of their thrusts, the sound echoing off the walls of their cave. Her nails dig into his shoulder, her head falling back yet again onto the furs. Her shoulder burns, but not badly enough to distract her from their coupling. It was her first, after all, and she could think of worse ways to go. Of course, her parents would be mortified if they knew she'd done such a thing, but then she had already done so much that would upset them...<br><br>&nbsp; Nathan's own grunts and cries are deeper, but also fill the cave.&nbsp; He takes hold of her hair, gripping it tightly as his other hand cups her ass and squeezes her flank.&nbsp; She fills his mind now, his only thought their building pleasure.&nbsp; He gasps and redoubles his thrusting as he feels himself approaching release.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;As he grips at her, she continues to move against him, practically clawing at his shoulder. Her body felt as if it were being wound more and more tightly, as if she was reaching for something, but didn't know what it was. It was almost frightening to her.<br><br>&nbsp;The sharp sensation in his shoulder might have been painful, indeed would most likely be painful later.&nbsp; But in the throes of his passion it only drove him on.&nbsp; He gritted his teeth, growling animalistically as he rutted for all he was worth.&nbsp; Then he arched and shouted, and deep within her, his cock began to pulse and shoot his hot cum deeply into her.<br><br>&nbsp;Letting out a cry as she felt him cum within her, she threw her head back all the more. Her body tightened and clenched about his as his release triggered her own, long legs wrapped fully about his waist as she continued to roll her hips into his. Panting for air, her body remained tensed for a long moment before finally falling back against the furs, exhausted.<br><br>&nbsp;He sank down atop her, holding his weight off her shoulder with one arm as he panted.&nbsp; Then he eased himself down beside her, drawing her to lay beside him and rest her head on his shoulder.&nbsp; He stroked her hair softly now, as his other arm encircled her and held her close.&nbsp; "Oh Georgette..." he murmured with a wide smile.<br><br>&nbsp;Still panting faintly as he moved her, she let her head fall to rest on his shoulder as her breath fanned along his upper chest. "Mnmm... That was... Amazing..." She whispered breathlessly. Looking up at him, she smiled slowly, almost sensually, her lips swollen from his kisses. Tilting her head up, she brushed a light kiss to his chin before sitting up. "I should wash off..." She nods, not yet realizing he'd let himself cum inside of her, even as she stands and moves towards the turn that led to the springs at the rear of the cave, near the other entrance. <br><br>&nbsp;Nathan nods and runs his fingers lazily down her arm as she rises from the furs and starts to move away.&nbsp; "Don't go... far..." he murmurs with a yawn, "Might still be... looking for us..."&nbsp; Then he lays back, only intending to rest a bit.&nbsp; His eyelids drop as he watches her walk away.&nbsp; Just another moment's rest and he'll join her he thinks as his eyelids flutter again and close.<br><br>&nbsp;Nodding softly, she smiles as she watches him, then turns and hurries off towards the hotsprings. Leaning to take up a dagger as she moved along, just in case, perhaps as an afterthought, she stops when she reaches them. Smiling, she glances back over her shoulder, then down to the mixture of their juices and blood of her maidenhead. Sighing softly, though almost dreamily, she slips into the hot waters, wincing as it soaks into the bandages and starts to touch her wound, though no doubt will help it in the long run. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>30-11-2005, 06:06:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dispite the fact that the sun was down and it was getting nearly impossible to see, soldiers continued to move through the woods.<br><br>Two such redcoats, both now holding lanterns aloft and drawn pistols paused.<br><br>"Pip.&nbsp; I know I heard something from over that way."<br><br>"Sounded like moaning.&nbsp; Must not have been such a good shot after all."<br><br>"At least I hit one Nigel.&nbsp; Now hush, and shutter that light.&nbsp; I think I see some rocks, must be a cave back there..."<br><br>Then the pair moved forward with lanterns shuttered and guns ready.&nbsp; The light from the fire within the cave was easy to find once they knew where to look, and so the two soldiers crept closer, until they peered into the cave...<br><br>"Well, that's not a revolutionary soldier," Pippen whispered to his friend, "But it's quite a find none the less eh?"<br><br>"Pip... That's the Hampton girl... and... look at her shoulder..."<br><br>"Oh Bloody hell..."&nbsp; Too loud, his exclaimation echoed off the cave wall and both soldiers froze for a split second.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>30-11-2005, 10:02:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				George froze as well, eyes widening. What was that? Looking over her shoulder to the entrance of the cave, she searched the darkness. Not able to see the pair there, she still stands, grabbing up the furs that had been left by the springs. It was hard with one arm, the other obviously hanging uselessly, but she managed to get the furs around her, turning to start quickly towards where Nathan was laying.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>30-11-2005, 10:12:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They moved forward as soon as they realized she was about to bolt.<br><br>The click of a pistol being cocked was loud in the small cave.&nbsp; "That's far enough Miss," the first redcoat said as he leveled his weapon at her.<br><br>His partner aimed his weapon at her as well.&nbsp; "We're looking for a pair of rebels that shot and killed His Magesty's soldiers without due provocation," he said quietly, "We know they're hiding around here.&nbsp; If you're aiding them, it'll go better for you to confess and help us now." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>30-11-2005, 10:15:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Freezing as she heard the click, she kept her back to the men. Swallowing thickly, she thought of Nathan where he was laying, likely unaware of the goings on. Steeling herself, she slowly turned to face them, tears brimming on her beautiful blue eyes, a skill she'd mastered long ago. Looking utterly heart torn and frightened, she shook gently as she held the furs tightly with her good arm.<br><br>"I-I... I thought you were them, coming back for me. Th-they made me go with them, because they know who I am.. I... Your captain, William. William Stenson, he's made an offer for my hand. They thought to use me against him, but I was injured, and they left me to fend for myself..." She could only hope that her acting was as good as it had always been as tears slowly start streaming along her cheeks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>30-11-2005, 12:20:58</strong>
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				&lt;From IM&gt;<br><br>Both men relaxed, Pippen lowering his weapon as Nigel gently returned the hammer on his and lowered it as well.&nbsp; "It's not safe for you here Miss Hampton," Nigel said as he stepped forward and swiftly began to remove his coat, "Come with us to our camp.&nbsp; We'll have the doctor take a look at your injury."<br><br>Nodding, she sniffs, shoulders shaking as the coat is set about her shoulders. If she could get them out of the cave, and away from Nathan, everything would be fine.... She walked a bit stiffly, her body pleasurably sore from their love making, but she hoped that it would be attributed to her ordeal. "Thank you so much... I... I'm so tired, I've been so frightened..." Turning, she moved to lead them out of the cave, away from Nathan.<br><br>Pippen glances back towards the depths of the cave.&nbsp; But quickly shakes his head and moves to join Nigel and take George's good arm while the other soldier moved to pull back the underbrush for her.&nbsp; "It's going to be alright now Miss Hampton," Pip said as he helped her along, "Just don't worry about a thing.&nbsp; You're safe with us now."<br><br>Nodding faintly, she continues to put forth a rather convincing 'damsel in distress' act as they get further away from the cave. Shivering at the cold, her wet hair clinging about her, she glances about, hoping that no one else will go back to the cave to explore it and find Nathan. What would he think when he came to look for her and she was gone? Shaking her head lightly, she huddled all the more within the furs and the coat, seeming more and more at ease the further away they got. Of course, she'd have to deal with William, but she'd dealt with him before.<br><br>The camp isn't far, and both soldiers seem to be trying quite hard to reassure her and help make her journey as easy as possible.&nbsp; She's quickly taken to a field surgery, where the same men she and Nathan had fired on before were already resting.&nbsp; As Pippen hurried to fetch the doctor (and no doubt the Captain), Nigel helped George to a bed and knelt to hold her good hand.&nbsp; "Don't you worry," he said cheerfully, "We've got one of the best surgeons.&nbsp; I'm sure he'll have you right as rain in no time Miss Hampton."<br><br>Forcing a shakey smile once she's sitting, she tries not to look at the men that she and Nathan had shot. It could easily be accounted for the fact that she was a woman, and wasn't accustomed to seeing blood. Looking to Nigel, she nods softly, still shaking. "Thank you, you're very kind..." Her English was perfect now, as opposed to when she'd been mascarading as a man. She was well born, after all, and had been taught well. Swallowing thickly, she starts readying herself to confront William as she waits, groaning faintly as pain lances through her shoulder.<br><br>William and an older man who must be the doctor hurry in, and Nigel quickly steps aside to make room for them.&nbsp; "Georgette!" William exclaims in dismay as he rushes over and drops to his knees, "Oh my dearest Georgette... I shall see that these vile men are found and punished!&nbsp; I give my word as a gentleman that I will not rest!"&nbsp; The doctor shook his head and then stepped forward.&nbsp; "Yes, yes... Come now, clear away all of you.&nbsp; I need to tend to her.&nbsp; How did you come to be injured then?" he asked as he began to inspect the bandage around her shoulder.<br><br>Forcing a smile as she sees William, despite how her stomach lurches, she nods gently. "I'll be fine, William. Really..." Looking to the doctor, she winces as he toys with the bandages on her shoulder. "I.. I was with those men, and one of them was pulling me along as they ran. The next thing I knew I was on the ground, thinking that I'd tripped. It was only when one of them pulled me up that I felt the blood...." Sniffing softly, she dabbed delicately at her eyes as she finished relaying the 'terrifying' experience.<br><br>The doctor unwrapped her shoulder delicately and began to examine her shoulder.&nbsp; "Miss Hampton," he said with a frown, "You were indeed shot."&nbsp; As William stands by, looking both concerned and shocked, the doctor hands Georgette a small flask.&nbsp; "Take a sip of this to ease the discomfort.&nbsp; This field dressing is good, but we need to get a proper bandage on you.&nbsp; Not much to be done save keep it clean and let it heal."<br><br>Nodding faintly, she avoids Williams eyes. The field dressing was good, yes, as Nathan had done well. But would they believe that she herself put it on, or one of her kidnappers had before leaving her. Taking the flask, she frowned faintly, then shrugged lightly and took a rather long swig. Coughing faintly once she finished, she looked to her shoulder as he unwrapped it, then looked away. "Th-thank you, Doctor... I do so appreciate your help..." Looking finally to William, she looked distressed. "When can I go home, William? Papa will be so worried..."<br><br>The doctor nodded and continued his work, removing the torn cloth and belt to replace them with a fresh and clean bandage.&nbsp; William frowned a bit.&nbsp; "Well," he answered, "Once we get you patched up and find some proper clothes.&nbsp; But I would apprecate if you could tell us what you remember of your ordeal.&nbsp; I know it's alot to ask of you, and you've been through so very much.&nbsp; But the sooner we can begin tracking down these villians the more likely we are to catch them before they kill again or take another hostage."<br><br>"Yes of course, William. I... I'm just so tired..." She smiled faintly, letting her eyes sparkle as she watched him. She knew that when she looked at him like that, so helpless, so needing his strength, that it made him feel more protective, more... manly. She was far from understanding it, but she had to keep his mind on her, and far from Nathan. "That cave, William... No one has gone back there, have they?" She tried to sound casual, but she had to know. Even as George speaks, Nathan would be drug into the camp, likely fighting the whole way, and tossed into a holding area. One of the Soldiers that had been with the group that captured him moved to whisper the news to Captain Stenson, then quickly disappeared to see to the wounded from the attack.<br><br>Captain Stenson nodded and then turned back to Georgette.&nbsp; "Why yes," he answers, "And we seem to have caught one of them sleeping there."&nbsp; Smiling he steps back, "I'm sure we can get the location of his accomplices from him.&nbsp; Just tell me how many of them there were.&nbsp; I'll make sure you're returned home as swiftly as possible."&nbsp; <br><br>Paling visibly as she hears that Nathan has been captured, she shook her head faintly, forcing herself to her feet whether the doctor complains or not. "May I see him? Perhaps its someone else, someone that happened upon the cave..." Without waiting for an answer, she starts towards where the other man had disappeared to, and what a sight she must be as she moves through the camp, wearing nothing more than furs wrapped about her slender frame, her arm now in a sling and rebandaged. Nathan would, of course, be beaten into submission by several men, a few with clubs, a few with simple fists and boots.<br><br>William rushed after her, calling to her to stop.&nbsp; Nathan looked up as she came rushing up.&nbsp; One eye was swollen, and he was bruised from the beating.&nbsp; The soldiers halted as she came running up, most blushing slightly at the sight of her and lowering their eyes.&nbsp; Nathan shook his head as the Captain caught up to them.&nbsp; "This really isn't a sight for a woman's eyes," he exclaimed, "Georgette... Please come away from there.&nbsp; That man has already admitted to being a rebel and he's dangerious..."<br><br>Coming to a stop near Nathan, she shook her head as he shook his, frowning deeply. They'd kill him, she knew it... Shaking her head, she turned to face William again. "No... No he isn't one of the men that took me. Stop them, William, this is brutal! Please!" She was near tears again, gripping hard at the furs that were the only thing between her and everyone's prying eyes. Sight for a womans eyes... If only he knew the things she'd seen and done. Why some of his men lay dead, at her hands. "Please, William..." She begged gently as she approached him, setting her hand gently on his chest, willing herself not to look at Nathan, not yet.<br><br>Something flickered across William's eyes.&nbsp; "I'm sorry Georgette," he said as reached to try and gather her against him and comfort her, "But this man has admitted to being a traitor.&nbsp; Even if he wasn't one of the ones who abducted you, he must answer for those crimes."&nbsp; Glancing to one of the soldiers, he gestures towards Nathan.&nbsp; The soft thud of a club impacting with the man's gut follows along with a low grunt as Nathan clinches his teeth to try and avoid crying out.<br><br>"No!" She cried out as she heard the hit, turning and pulling from William's arms and moving to put herself between the man that had hit Nathan and Nathan himself. Glaring up at the man with the club, she looked back to William. "Please, I know it looks terrible, but he... He's not what he says. I know he's not. He used to work for Papa, I know he's not a traitor..." She was talking quickly now, the furs she wore brushing along Nathan's side gently as she stayed in front of him, trembling faintly. She wouldn't lose him... She wouldn't!<br><br>William's lips pressed into a thin line as he listened to Georgette's plea.&nbsp; He glanced to where the items found with the man had been set.&nbsp; Stepping over, he picked up Georgette's rifle.&nbsp; "This is your's Miss Hampton," he said slowly as he turned it over in his hands, "And it was certainly generious of your captors to take such care with your wound.&nbsp; And your concern for this man..."&nbsp; Suddenly he leveled the weapon at Nathan's head.&nbsp; "I am starting to suspect you may have been aiding these rebels Miss Hampton.&nbsp; Now, please be good enough to step aside and allow me to carry out His Magesty's justice."<br><br>Stiffening as she sees her rifle, she swallows thickly once more. Setting her shoulders and tilting her head back, she shakes her head, moving all the more between him and Nathan. "No... I won't let you harm him, William." She was a good deal shorter than Nathan, of course, but a shot that close risked harming her as well, regardless of where it was aimed. She stared William down, though her hand trembled where it held the furs shut between her full breasts.<br><br>Captain William Stenson met her gaze and the camp fell silent as they watched the pair.&nbsp; Then William lowered the rifle and turned away to return it to the table.&nbsp; "Men," he said, "Place Miss Hampton in irons and take her to my tent.&nbsp; She is clearly in league with these rebels.&nbsp; I am sorry Georgette, but aiding the enemy is high treason."&nbsp; He turned back to watch as his order was carried out.&nbsp; "And put this animal in a cage," he said with a gesture to Nathan, "But leave him be unless he resists... for now."<br><br>Refusing to show her fear, she only hesitated when the men came to bind her in irons. If her arm was moved, or if she moved her other hand, she'd be hurt, as well as naked without holding up the furs. "William, I'll not run, I swear it. I cannot be in irons, with my shoulder, and I... Well, my lack of clothing..." She motioned down to her body, then looked back to his eyes. She still hadn't looked back to Nathan yet, but at least he was alive, for now. She had a sinking feeling, however, that she'd have to deal with William more than ever before.<br><br>&nbsp;William followed her gesture and nodded in agreement.&nbsp; "Very well," he said, "Escort her without the irons."&nbsp; Once they were in his tent, he waved the soldiers away and began to circle Georgette.&nbsp; "You do realize that being convicted of treason would make your family suspect," he said quietly, "But more importantly, I believe you've feelings for that ruffian.&nbsp; I think, however, that there may be some way you can save both your family and your rebel lover..."&nbsp; At the last, he reached over and traced his fingers along her arm until he took hold of her wrist holding up the furs.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>30-11-2005, 12:30:43</strong>
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				Standing tall, well as tall as she can as he circles her, she watches the men leave with some dismay. Alone in the lions den... Looking up to him, she met his gaze steadily, forcing herself to remain calm.<br><br>"My family doesn't even know I'm gone, William. And if they do, they don't know to where... Leave them out of this." As she feels his fingertips on her arm, she shudders faintly, looking away from him. When he grasps at her wrist, she tries to pull herself away from him, looking back up to him.<br><br>"What exactly, <em>Sir</em>, are you implying?" She looks somewhere between shocked and disgusted, glaring up at him as she backs herself almost into his cot without knowing it, should he have released her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>02-12-2005, 05:25:32</strong>
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				William lets her go, quirking his lips as he watches to see if she can keep her feet and her modesty intact.<br><br>"In my capacity as an officer, I am obliged to execute your rebel lover for treason.&nbsp; And, I might add, I could do the same to you.&nbsp; Or perhaps simply have you put in the stocks for a day or two.&nbsp; Of course, I imagine you might find being naked and helpless in the midst of a camp of soldiers worse than death.&nbsp; Not to mention how your lover will feel about watching bound and powerless to stop whatever might befall you."<br><br>He paused and looked wolfishly at her.&nbsp; "Of course... I am also a man.&nbsp; I think you know what a man would desire from a woman.&nbsp; Especally one as beautiful as yourself.&nbsp; Give yourself willingly to me and agree to be my bride and I shall see that your treason is covered up and that your man dies swiftly and mercifully." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>02-12-2005, 09:47:52</strong>
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				Staggering backwards as he releases her, she manages to keep the furs around her, though just barely, even as she falls to sit on his cot. Glaring up at him, she shoves herself up to stand as best she can, hair falling about her shoulders and face, though she's powerless to push it behind her.<br><br>"You want me to what?! I..." She stops, frowning, then shakes her head, meeting his eyes boldly. <br><br>"Let him live... Say that he has escaped, anything... Let him live, and I'll do whatever you ask, William..." She trembles at the thought, but nothing that William could put her through would be worse than knowing she could have saved Nathan and didn't.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>02-12-2005, 12:39:26</strong>
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				&lt;from IM:&gt;<br><br>&nbsp;William steps forward, his eyes locked onto her own.&nbsp; His hand comes forward and his fingers wrap around her wrist.&nbsp; His grip is strong, almost painfully so.&nbsp; "I give you my word that he will be allowed to live," he tells her, "I'll arrainge for him to escape tonight.&nbsp; But first..."&nbsp; He pulls at her hand, seeking to force her to release the furs covering her naked body.<br><br>&nbsp;Gasping softly as he grips at her wrist, her eyes widen as she looks up at him. Resisting at first when he pulls at her wrist, her shoulders finally slump in defeat. Nodding softly, she lowers her eyes, turning her head away. "Agreed..." She mutters softly as her hand moves aside, the furs falling to the ground at her feet. That leaves her body bare to his sight, and she somehow finds herself unable to raise her eyes to meet his.<br><br>&nbsp;His eyes feast on the sight of her naked body, hungily moving to gaze first at the swell of her breasts... then moving down with an almost physical presence to take in all of her.&nbsp; "First you shall be mine," he finishes his previous statement as his free hand moves to stroke her breast while he uses his hold on her wrist to pull her closer.<br><br>&nbsp;Gasping once more as she's forced closer to him, she slowly, finally raises her eyes to his. In her mind and heart she knew she'd never truly be his. He could have her body, but Nathan would have everything else, no matter where he went, no matter where she was taken. Swallowing thickly, she kept her eyes on Williams as she felt his hand on her breast, body shuddering faintly. Mayhaps it wouldn't be so bad. Perhaps it would be like it had been with Nathan... Though would William be able to tell she was no longer a maiden? If so, would he grow angry?<br><br>&nbsp;William's hand moved slowly to take her breast and squeeze it firmly.&nbsp; His other hand abandoned her wrist to take hold of her other breast.&nbsp; For several moments he cupped and fondled her before releasing her and reaching to begin removing his uniform.&nbsp; Several layers of clothing later, he stood as bare as she, revealing a reasonably frim body, though there was a paleness to his skin while Nathan's had been tanned and he lacked the other man's body hair.&nbsp; His manhood bobbed hard and ready as he reached for her again.<br><br>&nbsp;Stepping back as he released her, her eyes darted towards the flap of the tent, almost as if she could see through it and the camp to where Nathan was. Sighing softly, she steeled herself for what was to come, trying to resign herself to be William's physically first, and then his wife. Her eyes trailed along his body as he removed his uniform, and while he wasn't unpleasant, he was far from her Nathan. Raising her eyes back to his as he stepped closer, she said only one thing. "Mind my shoulder..." She muttered softly, not stopping his advances even as tears welled in her beautiful eyes.<br><br>&nbsp;William reached out and pulled her close, his hard shaft trapped between them, rubbing against her thigh as he lowered his lips to kiss her.&nbsp; It was forceful and possessive, with one hand gripping her neck as the other held her against him.&nbsp; Then he pushed her down onto the cot and climbed atop her, continueing to kiss her as he began to fumble with his cock until he worked the tip into her folds and began to ease into her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>02-12-2005, 13:03:30</strong>
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				Grunting faintly as he forces his kiss upon her, she swallows thickly, trying not to think about the fact that its his lips on hers and not Nathans. Closing her eyes tightly, she's startled when he pushes her onto the cot. Opening her eyes as she hits the cot and feels him climb atop her, she frowns faintly before letting her features fall neutral. As she feels him start to enter her, she closes her eyes tightly, spreading her legs slowly, forcing herself to do so. It was Nathan's life at stake here, not hers. Not really, at least. Groaning faintly as she felt him start to enter her, she tilted her head back, trying not to move her shoulder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>02-12-2005, 21:04:19</strong>
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				William pushes his cock into her slowly, frowning as he realizes her maidenhead is already gone.&nbsp; So she had given herself to that ruffian... <br><br>He pushes harder then, no longer concerned with even a pretense of being gentle.&nbsp; His hands grip her legs and lift them as he starts pounding into her.&nbsp; He gazes down, watching her beautiful body as it bounces from his aggressive thrusts and grunts.&nbsp; She'd please him and she'd look good beside him, even if she didn't care for him.&nbsp; And that spurred him to work his hips a little harder and faster.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>02-12-2005, 22:01:13</strong>
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				Gasping faintly as he starts to move faster within her, she opens her eyes, looking up at him. While she might look good at his side, and she would play the part of the perfect, adoring wife if that's what he wanted, but God help him if he didn't hold up his end of the deal. If Nathan was harmed, she'd see to it that everyone knew what he had done to her, and the deal that he had made with her in exchange for Nathan's life. For now, however, she held back a faintly moan, closing her eyes again and trying to believe it was Nathan with her and not William.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>03-12-2005, 06:51:52</strong>
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				He continued to rock his hips and thrust into her, while not trying to be forceful he was certainly caught up in the pleasure of the moment and soon the sound of flash slapping against flesh became loud in the tent.<br><br>"Oh yes..." he groaned out as he rode her vigoriously, "Oh yes my Georgette...."<br><br>Then, rather abruptly, he drove himself in deeply and held tightly to her as his manhood exploded within her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>03-12-2005, 07:18:20</strong>
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				Gripping hard at the cot with her good hand to brace herself, she winced again and again as her shoulder was jarred about at his thrusts. The way he called her 'his' made her want to be sick, but she was overly relieved when he was finished moments later. Of course, the fact that she might have to bear his child rose into her mind, but she pushed it aside for now, letting her head roll to the side, looking away from him as a tear trailed along her soft cheek.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>05-12-2005, 04:42:11</strong>
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				William leaned forward hevily, but braced his weight on his arms to hold himself above Georgette as he panted and slowly went soft inside her.<br><br>Then he lowered himself and kissed her cheek before climbing up from the cot and moving to a basin to wash up.&nbsp; "I cannot allow your man to escape for a while yet.&nbsp; I must be sure that no one will spot him and raise an alarm since I can't order them to let him go without raising questions.&nbsp; In the meanwhile, perhaps you'd consent to join me for some dinner?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>05-12-2005, 05:30:14</strong>
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				Slowly looking up at him, she wipes at the tear that had trailed along her cheek as she sat up painfully. <br><br>"I've no clothes, William..." She was in a good deal of pain, wincing as she looked at her shoulder once again, trying to adjust her arm to reduce the pain. She was unaware if the good Captain had ever been shot, but if he had, he'd have to know what kind of pain she was in. And she was a woman, soft, pliant... Or so most thought. Looking up at him again as she pulled the furs up and over her, she watched him, waiting, thinking over what he'd said about Nathan. She half smiled at the way he'd called Nathan 'her man'. She'd like to think of him that way, though she realized now that they'd not known each other for long at all, and perhaps he didn't feel the same for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>05-12-2005, 06:02:29</strong>
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				William turned and nodded.&nbsp; "Ah, so very true," he answered, "Go ahead and clean up.&nbsp; I'll have something sent around shortly.&nbsp; I fear we have nothing in camp worthy of your beauty, but modesty should be served well enough."<br><br>If he knew her pain, he certainly showed no sympathy for it.&nbsp; And given the smoothness of his body and the lack of scars it seemed likely he didn't.&nbsp; <br><br>He finished dressing and exited the tent, leaving her alone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>05-12-2005, 06:27:03</strong>
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				Once he was gone, she lowered her head, pressing her hand over her mouth to quiet the sob that escaped. Tears slowly poured over her cheeks as she cried, taking several minutes before she was able to compose herself. Finally she stood, and did the best she could to clean herself. Without the use of her other arm, it was difficult, but she managed to get her hair straightened, her body cleaned, and once again wrapped in the furs. Sitting back on the cot, she stared at the wall of the tent, waiting for him to return as her stomach growled faintly, reminding her she hadn't eaten lately.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>05-12-2005, 07:46:11</strong>
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				&lt;From IM:&gt;<br><br>&nbsp;Not long after she'd begun to wait, William entered and set a bundle of clothes down beside Georgette.&nbsp; "A few spare things from the women that cook and wash for the camp," he explained, "All very plain I'm afraid.&nbsp; Shall I help you dress since you're injured?"<br><br>&nbsp;Looking to him as he enters, she shakes her head, not anxious to have his hands on her again so soon. "No, I'll manage, thank you..." Standing, she moves to drop the furs, her back to him as she starts to dress. It goes slowly, but she gets it mostly on. The issues come, however, when its time to lace the back of the dress. Sighing, she slowly looks at him over her shoulder. "Will you lace my dress, please?"<br><br>&nbsp;"Of course," William answers as he steps over and begins to thread the back of her dress closed.&nbsp; Finishing the task quickly, he steps back and nods to her.&nbsp; "There you are my dear," he says and then offers her his arm, "Shall we be off to dinner then?"<br><br>&nbsp;Turning to face him once the dress is laced, she glances down at herself, then back to him. It was indeed plain, but suited her well enough. Nodding faintly, she starts to move without taking his arm, but realizes such a thing might put Nathan at risk. And so, she slips her arm into his, looking up at him slowly. "Once we've eaten... May I bring food to Nathan?"<br><br>&nbsp;William's face had started to edge towards a frown, but brightened as she stops and takes his arm.&nbsp; "Yes," he answers her, "Once we've eaten you may bring him some food and have a few minutes to speak to him before his 'escape'.&nbsp; I'm not a fool, I know your heart will go with him."<br><br>&nbsp;Tensing faintly at his words, she watches him for a moment, silently studying him before she speaks once more. "And that does not bother you? That you'll have my body, but not my heart?" She was a prize to be sure, and certainly had many men chasing after her. But how could someone want something like that so much that they'd forsake love? The concept, to her at least, was foreign and hard to believe<br><br>&nbsp;William does not turn to face her as they make their way across the camp to the mess tent.&nbsp; "It does bother me Georgette," he answers softly, "But if I cannot have all of you then I shall accept having what parts of you that I can."<br><br>&nbsp;Frowning still, she simply nods, glancing about as they make their way to the mess tent. Tilting her head faintly to get hair from her eyes, she's well aware that the men stare at her. She'd been named a traitor in front of many of them, and she was a woman in the camp that didn't see many. All she wanted for now was to get through dinner so that she could speak with Nathan and make sure that he's fed.<br><br>&nbsp;William led her into the mess, leading her to the officer's table and helping her into a seat.&nbsp; Then he sat beside her.&nbsp; There were indeed many glances and a few hushed conversations that at least felt like they were about her.&nbsp; But the food was hearty and warm as it was set on the table before her.&nbsp; "Eat up my dear," William told her, "I promise, you'll have better accomidations by tomorrow night."<br><br>&nbsp;Nodding softly, she offers a faint smile to him before glancing about once more. Sighing again, she looked to her food, starting to eat quietly. Her family was likely to have mixed feelings on the news that she'd soon marry the dashing Captain. Her parents would be elated, as they'd urged her to choose him, having already sided with the Red Coats. And then there were her brothers, half urging her to leave him to the British wenches, the other half urging her to follow their parents advice. Either way, it would seem, she didn't have a choice.<br><br>&nbsp;The food was simple fare, but filling and warm.&nbsp; While no one said anything untoward to Georgette, there was a definite sense of not belonging here that lingered over the meal.&nbsp; After the dishes were cleared, William whispered something to the cook and a small basket was soon brought to Georgette, containing a warm meal and hot bread as well as a bottle of the same wine that had been served with dinner.&nbsp; William escorted Georette out of the mess and over to the wooden cell where Nathan was being kept.&nbsp; "I am a man of my word," William said as he offered the basket to Georette and then opened the cell door, "Though my offer only extends to tonight.&nbsp; If your man continues to fight with these rebels then I cannot promise you his safety."&nbsp; Then he closed the door behind her and stepped back to give them at least some illusion of privacy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>05-12-2005, 12:47:29</strong>
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				&lt;From IM&gt;<br><br>Finishing her meal in silence, she glances about again, frowning as she watches the men about the tent. Standing and moving with him as he leads her, she nods gently, taking the basket and moving inside. Jumping faintly as the door is shut behind her, she winces as she moves to fast for her shoulder, then looks back to Nathan. Stepping towards him, she moves to kneel at his side, setting the basket down. "Nathan...?" She whispered softly.<br><br>Nathan moaned and slowly pushed himself up to a sitting position.&nbsp; "Georgette..." he said as he looked up to her in the half-light.&nbsp; His left eye was swollen shut now, and his other bruises were strating to turn and swell.&nbsp; He reached for her hand.&nbsp; "I'm sorry," he said sadly, "I'm so sorry..."<br><br>&nbsp;Shaking her head, she frowned as she saw how they'd beaten him. "No... No don't be. Please...Shh..." Letting him take her hand, she smiled just barely, even as tears welled that she tried to fight. "I've brought you warm food, Nathan. Are you cold? Shall I have blankets brought? Oh Nathan, I'm so sorry they're treating you this way..." It broke her heart, and before she could help it, a tear strayed along her cheek. She was trying hard to be strong, but it wasn't seeming to work.<br><br>"Georgette.." he said softly.&nbsp; His voice caught in his throat.&nbsp; "You shouldn't have come.. You shouldn't be trying to help me... They... They're going to shoot me come morning.&nbsp; You shouldn't let them know that you care what happens to a traitor like me.&nbsp; You need to... to save yourself.&nbsp; Please..."&nbsp; His fingers gripped her's tightly as he tried to put his words together.&nbsp; "I... I am ready to pay the price for fighting.&nbsp; I knew it was a risk.&nbsp; But I can't bear the though of you being hurt.&nbsp; I... I hardly know you, but yet... I want you to be safe.&nbsp; Please Georgette..."<br><br>Lowering her head slowly, she closed her eyes, a tear falling onto their hands. She's silent for a long moment, then shakes her head, looking up at him again and forcing another smile. "No... No it's alright..." Pulling her hand from his, she gently trails her fingers along his jawline, tilting her head to watch his eyes before leaning closer, pressing her cheek to his as she whispered to him the plan, though she left out what exactly she'd given William in return for his freedom.<br><br>Nathan listened to her and shook his head.&nbsp; "Do you trust him?" he whispered back and then began to reach for the basket, looking over what she'd brought.&nbsp; His stomach rumbled and he couldn't help but lick his lips at the smell of warm bread that wafted up.&nbsp; <br><br>"Eat, Nathan..." She whispered softly as she leaned back slowly. She watched him for a long moment before glancing over her shoulder to William, then back to Nathan. "He's an English gentleman, Nathan. His word is his honor." She nodded faintly, trying to smile for him again, watching his every move, trying to soak him up before they're seperated for, well, forever. "You'll do it, won't you, Nathan? Please? I couldn't bear it if you were hurt any more..."<br><br>Nathan nodded.&nbsp; "Yes," he said softly, "I'll go along with this.&nbsp; It wouldn't do any good to be stubborn and die."&nbsp; He ate hungrily and then set the basket aside.&nbsp; "And if I fight, it might make him decide to hurt you...&nbsp; I couldn't bear that."&nbsp; He looked away.&nbsp; It was foolish, he hardly knew her and what he did knew told him her world and his weren't the same.&nbsp; But dispite that, it felt like a rusty saw was cutting him inside to know he'd likely never see her again.&nbsp; "Georgette... Do you believe in love at first sight?" he asked before the silence could grow too long. <br><br>In the silence, she'd started to grow uneasy, shivering softly as she held her arm steady, eyes on the ground as he asked his question. Blinking, she looked up at him, blue eyes wide. She watched him for a long moment, then moved forward quickly, wrapping her good arm about his shoulders. Pressing close to him as she could, she tried to keep her tears from flowing, but this time it could not be helped. "Yes..." She whispered, lips brushing his ear. "I don't care what he puts me through, it will always be worth it if I can know I saved you..."<br><br>He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly.&nbsp; "Georgette... I... I love you.&nbsp; My heart will be with you always.&nbsp; Some day... some how... I will return for you... Promise me you won't give up hope.&nbsp; Promise you'll be ready for my return, and no force on this Lord's Earth shall keep me from finding my way back to you..."<br><br>Nodding, she pressed her forehead to his throat, body shaking faintly at the soft sob she held back. Closing her eyes tightly and pressing close to him, she grips at his shoulder more tightly. "I love you too, Nathan. I... I promise I won't give up. I... Please, please be careful. If you can't come, I'll understand." Tilting her head back, she looked to his eyes desperately. "You have to understand why I did this, Nathan... You... I... I couldn't let them hurt you anymore. Please understand this..."<br><br>He nodded as he gripped her tightly.&nbsp; He didn't want to let her go.&nbsp; Didn't want her to be forced into what he knew would be misery.&nbsp; He'd seen the spark in her, the need for freedom burning in her eyes.&nbsp; "I understand," he said softly, "You've no choice.&nbsp; And you have to be strong enough to continue until I can return.&nbsp; I know it will be hard for you.&nbsp; But I promise you I will come for you my love..."<br><br>Nodding, she leans her head up, kissing him deeply as her fingers moved up into his hair. She knew that at any moment William would pull her from Nathan, take her away from the last bit of happiness she could have had. She'd go off, she'd be his wife. And she'd play the part well, to save Nathan. She could be quite docile and obedient in public when she wanted to be. So for now, she clung to Nathan, enjoying their last few minutes 'alone' together.<br><br>Shaking her head faintly into the kiss, she didn't want to break it. Finally, however, she slowly pulls back, opening her eyes to look into his own. Trailing her fingers along his jawline, she smiles softly despite her tears, trying to give him the illusion that she'll be alright, that she's strong for him. "I love you..." She whispered to him as she stood, backing slowly towards the door of the cage.<br><br>Nathan let her go.&nbsp; "I'll come for you..." he mouthed as his hand hung in the air for a moment.&nbsp; Then she pulled away from him, and he let it fall to his lap.&nbsp; Once Georgette was out, William turned to resecure the door.&nbsp; He left it loose, and nodded to Nathan.&nbsp; "You should be fine if you head for the road.&nbsp; The guard has just begun to switch out, so you need to hurry."&nbsp; Without waiting for the man to answer, he turned and took Georgette's arm.&nbsp; "We need to be well away before his escape comes to light."&nbsp; <br><br>"But..." She frowns as she's pulled away, looking up at William, then back to Nathan. Sighing softly, she moved away with William, keeping her eyes on Nathan as long as she could, mouthing 'be safe' to him before she lost sight and looked at the ground, hair hanging about her face as she sniffed faintly.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>05-12-2005, 12:54:27</strong>
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				8 months later...<br><br><br>Almost eight months had passed since that terrible night that she'd said goodbye to the man she truly loved. Almost seven months since she'd been told that Nathan had been killed in a battle, when her heart broke in half. She'd married William, as he'd asked of her, and was well recieved and liked by the British aristocrats that flocked to the area. She fit well in the gowns, she played the doting wife. Soon enough, however, she'd come to realize something that was either terrible, or wonderful. She was pregnant. Now, she sat on a comfortably cushioned bench in the gardens of her estate while William dealt with the affairs of state, or whatever it is he claimed to do. Looking down from where she'd been staring at the setting sun, she looked at her obviously well rounded belly as her fingers smoothed over it slowly. So much had happened, what else would life bring her? Perhaps she could focus on this child, let them take her mind from the prison she lived in, had lived in for eight months. Shaking her head, she pressed a hand over her eyes, fighting back the tears she no longer had the strength for. It took so much out of her daily to put on the pleasant face for his guests, to pretend to be so in love with William and so happy about the coming of their first child. Was it his? Or was it Nathan's? The man she'd loved with all her heart, even after all that time of hearing that he was dead. Shaking her head with a sigh, she looked back to the setting sun that seemed to highlight her blond hair beautifully, the blue gown she wore of course well made for her and her pregnancy, dipping low over her now more full breasts, the edges of a scar just barely showing from her shoulder under the gown. Of course, they'd had a cover story to tell why she'd been shot, and to explain everything. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>08-12-2005, 07:20:38</strong>
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				He moved slowly and watched from the cover of a garden hedge.&nbsp; Seeing her there... the sunlight catching her, the glow of pregnancy surrounding her as she sat there.&nbsp; Nathan sighed quietly, she seemed to fit into the elliquent surroundings perfectly.&nbsp; Her gown suited her, highlighting her beauty.&nbsp; He'd heard that she was carrying William's child.&nbsp; And while he'd known that the man had forced her to marry him, it pained his heart to see the proof of it with his own eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>It had taken so long to recover from the Brit's trechery and then to find her.&nbsp; But now what?&nbsp; He knew he'd been reported dead, more of William's underhanded work no doubt.&nbsp; Had she given up hope?&nbsp; Had she accepted the life she'd been forced into?&nbsp; He could never give her gowns that fine or an estate half as magnificent as she'd grown accustomed to.&nbsp; Would she welcome a reminder from her past, from that single day that had shaped their lives?&nbsp; Or was she content to forget and move on with this life she had now?&nbsp; <br><br>He hesitated, wondering if he should leave as William came out from the house and moved to stand behind his wife, resting his hand on her shoulder as he watched the sunset with her.<br><br>"It's a lovely sunset," William said, unaware of the vengeful ghost watching them, "Though not half as lovely as you my love."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>09-12-2005, 20:02:03</strong>
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				She stiffened obviously at his touch, then stood with a bit of trouble, one hand on the bench's arm, the other on her rounded belly as she groaned softly. Shaking her head, she sighed once more, running her fingers along her stomach gently.<br><br>"Something you needed, William?" When not in public, he was well aware of her feelings for him, and with the pregnancy, her attitudes and mood swings had only gotten worse. Turning to face him, she tilted her head faintly to watch him for a moment before smiling just faintly as she looked to her belly once more. <br><br>"The babe kicks so much, as if restless and eager to see the world..." She pondered aloud, though she really was speaking more to herself than to William. In her heart, she knew it had to be Nathans child. It had to be. There wasn't any other options, really. But if the child came out looking like Nathan, what would become of her and her child? Whom, she had a feeling, would be a little boy? Shaking her head again with a sigh, she looked up to William, blue eyes troubled as she watched him yet again before turning to walk away, unknowingly heading straight towards Nathan's area of the gardens.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>09-12-2005, 23:36:41</strong>
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				"I just wanted to check on you," William answered, "I know the doctor says not to, but I do worry."<br><br>He watched as she then turned and walked away.&nbsp; Time and his best efforts had not made her grow fonder of him he knew, and he wondered now if they ever would.&nbsp; At last, with a sigh and a shake of his head he turned and walked back into the house.<br><br>Nathan watched as Georgette came closer, seeing her troubled eyes as she walked past the shrub where he was concealed.&nbsp; He gave a last glance at the house where William had gone and then stepped out of hiding.&nbsp; "Georgette?" he said uncertainly as he held out a hand to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>11-12-2005, 16:01:04</strong>
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				Shaking her head, she glanced back to William.<br><br>"You shouldn't worry, I'm fine..." Watching him disappear into the house, she continued to walk, though she stopped dead in her tracks as she first heard, then saw Nathan. Blue eyes widening slowly, her jaw dropped as she paled. <br><br>"N-Nathan...?" She barely whispered. Obviously, she thought she was dreaming once again, as she had so many times. She had died inside the day that William had told her that Nathan was killed, and yet there he was, standing before her? It overwhelmed her, and that, combined with her 'delicate' disposition seemed to be too much, and she let out a soft groan before starting to collapse as she fainted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>13-12-2005, 06:33:01</strong>
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				Nathan swiftly lept forward to catch her, one arm behind her shoulders as the other took hold of her arm to steady her.<br><br>"Georgette..." he whispered nerviously as he guided her gently to sit.&nbsp; Kneeling beside her, he continued to hold her hand and found his heart pounding fearfully.&nbsp; <br><br>"I promised you I would come back to you..."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>14-12-2005, 21:13:32</strong>
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				It took her a few moments after he'd caught her, but finally she opened her eyes, blinking faintly up at him. She stared for a long, silent moment, then finally let out a breath she hadn't even realized she'd been holding. Raising a hand slowly, she touched his cheek, then watched her fingers trail his jawline before raising back to his eyes.<br><br>"You're alive..." She whispered faintly. Shaking her head faintly, she can't seem to believe it. Sitting up suddenly, she hugs him sideways to avoid her rounded belly.<br><br>"H-he told me you were dead. I... I didn't know what to do, I've been so lost, Nathan. So trapped. I... Oh Nathan, wh-what are you doing here? They'll kill you if he finds you here...." Tears had started to flow, falling hot on his throat as she cried in his arms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>14-12-2005, 21:58:40</strong>
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				As she hugs him, he moves to take her in his arms, holding her tightly as she cries.<br><br>"I had to see you," he tells her, "I couldn't wait any longer.&nbsp; He sent his men after me that night Georgette, they shot me and left me for dead.&nbsp; It was only my promise to you that kept me from giving up.&nbsp; It took me a long time to recover... longer to make my way here and learn of your fate." <br><br>He leaned down to kiss the crown of her head softly.&nbsp; "I couldn't stay away, I had to know that you still cared."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>14-12-2005, 22:02:27</strong>
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				Frowning as she heard of Williams betrayal, she slowly sat up, looking to his eyes.<br><br>"He... He lied...? No, I... That bastard!" Shaking with fury and unshed tears, she shook her head, cupping his cheeks gently in her hands.<br><br>"I've missed you so much, Nathan. I... I've played the happy wife all this time, these long months, because I thought you were alive and well. I..." Her eyes dropped to her stomach before slowly raising to meet his eyes once more.<br><br>"The babe, Nathan... I... I truly believe its yours..." She takes one of his hands, setting it on the side of her belly as she feels the babe kick yet again, smiling just faintly.<br><br>"Strong, just like you..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>17-12-2005, 22:00:47</strong>
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				Nathan felt the kick, letting his hand rest gently on her belly.&nbsp; <br><br>"Strong like you as well," he said softly, "Our child will be beautiful."<br><br>Then he looked into her eyes.&nbsp; "He hasn't mistreated you has he?" he asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>18-12-2005, 17:32:51</strong>
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				Trailing her fingers gently along the back of his hand while he felt their babe move, she looked to his eyes at his question, then looked back down to their hands on her belly.<br><br>"I've played my part well enough to get me by, Nathan. He's well aware that I don't care for him. And after learning this, I... I don't know if I can do so well at pretending any longer." Sighing, she shakes her head, looking up to his eyes once more.<br><br>"Whatever shall we do, Nathan? What shall I do? Go back to the life I've had these past months, and tell you to go, to be happy? Should I run with you, but in doing so endanger our child? I'm so lost, Nathan. Help me find my way, please..." Frowning, she lowered her head once more, gripping at the other side of her belly gently. It really wasn't good for her to get upset so late in the pregnancy. She looked like she'd give birth at any moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>20-12-2005, 06:07:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nathan's hand remains on her belly.&nbsp; Touching her and the child he'd given her.&nbsp; If she was sure of it, then so was he.&nbsp; <br><br>"I could never be happy away from you," he answered softly, "And I can't see you being able to live a lie.&nbsp; You're not the sort to trade what's in your heart for safety or comfort."<br><br>He leaned closer, bringing his lips to her own.&nbsp; <br><br>"I love you Georgette," he whispered, "Our's is a love that cannot be denighed."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>20-12-2005, 15:22:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he leaned closer and she felt his lips brush against hers, she closed her eyes tightly, returning the kiss gently. Shaking her head faintly, she sniffed, wiping at a stray tear.<br><br>"It was never about safety or comfort, Nathan. I love you, you know that. That's why I did what I had to." Opening her eyes, she looks up at him once more. <br><br>"I'll do what I have to. I can't live knowing that you've come to harm again... Please... Tell me what to do..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>22-12-2005, 16:24:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know," he told her, "And what we have to do is free you from this guilded cage and raise our child together."<br><br>He takes her hand and squeezes it.<br><br>"He gave his word," Nathan said as he looked towards the house, "He promised you I'd be let free.&nbsp; But he lied to you.&nbsp; He broke his word as a gentleman.&nbsp; It would ruin him if you told anyone.&nbsp; Surely he will stand aside and allow us to leave to keep his secret from being revealed."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-12-2005, 14:44:35</strong>
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				Sighing, she laces her fingers with his own, squeezing his hand gently.<br><br>"His secret, perhaps. But what of mine? Of ours? I know for a fact he is not above telling such things if he is threatened with his own secrets being exposed." Shaking her head, she tilts it as she looks off at the sunset once more.<br><br>"There will have to be another way. William is not the sort of man to simply stand by idly while something he wants walks away. He'll be shamed if his wife suddenly disappears while still heavy with child. I'll think of something, don't worry..." She looks back to his eyes, smiling softly, again touching his jawline slowly.<br><br>"Have you a place to stay? Have you eaten well enough? I can have food sent for you, you could live in the hidden chambers in the guest house..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>28-12-2005, 12:28:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nathan leaned close, resting his forehead to hers.<br><br>"I hate the idea of hiding like a rat inside his own walls," he said, "But you're right, he's not above violence and I can't risk you... either of you."&nbsp; He touched her belly softly and smiled.&nbsp; "And as long as you are near, I can bear anything.&nbsp; I've traveled fast and light, but I'm well enough.&nbsp; I'll need food eventually, but don't risk yourself my love.&nbsp; Promise me that you'll be careful."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>28-12-2005, 21:36:57</strong>
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				Smirking faintly, she chucks his chin lightly. <br><br>"I'm always careful, Nathan. Its my middle name..." Winking gently, she glances back towards the paths that lead to the house, then looked back to Nathan. Time, for now, was limited, since William could look out at any time and see that she was no longer on the bench and come looking for her. Smoothing her fingers over her stomach once more, she tilts her head in thought, watching Nathan with soft, loving eyes.<br><br>"My time is near, Nathan. The doctors say that I shall bear the child before the end of the month." She nodded, then looked about the gardens, still thinking.<br><br>"We'll think of something when it comes to dealing with William. For now, I'll take you to the guest house, where there's food already. Come, we must go quickly." She nodded again, starting to try and stand with a groan, one hand on her belly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 06:45:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nathan was on his feet and reached down to help her rise.&nbsp; <br><br>"Alright," he said, "Let's get to the guesthouse.&nbsp; You know William better than I, so I'll trust you to think of a way to get him to let you go freely."<br><br>Once she was on her feet and standing so close, he found he couldn't resist leaning even closer.&nbsp; His lips brushed hers.<br><br>"I love you Georgette," he whispered, "That will never change."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 06:49:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once she was finally on her feet, she let out a soft breath of relief. It was getting harder and harder to move around with the weight of the babe in her belly. Looking up at him as he leaned closer, she smiled softly, tilting her head up to meet his kiss.<br><br>"I know, Nathan..." She returned his whisper. "I love you too. Come..." Turning, she took his hand and moved as quickly as she could through the gardens, her other hand on her belly as she moved along. Before long, they came to the guest house, which by itself was rather large. Obviously, William had done quite well during this war, and was well compenstated for. Of course, that didn't matter to Georgette. She'd live in that cave with Nathan if he asked her to. Once at the house, she moved inside, leading him to the den where she pressed a book inwards on the bookshelf, opening a secret door and motioning for him to go ahead.<br><br>"Here we are..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 09:19:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nathan followed her, holding her hand and squeezing it lightly.<br><br>He blinked at the secret passage.&nbsp; He hadn't realized she'd meant hidden quite like this.<br><br>"Doesn't William know about these rooms?" he asked, "I mean, this is his house..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>31-12-2005, 00:53:42</strong>
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				Shaking her head, she smirks as she moves inside the hidden room ahead of him. <br><br>"It is far below a man such as William to enter the guest house. Unless its being used by someone of importance. Even then, he hardly ever comes to the house, let alone does he frequent these rooms. They are mine now." She nodded to a few of her things covering the walls, her scent heavy and obvious in the room. Stopping at the bed, she slowly sat, rubbing her fingers over her belly, out of breath from just that small bit of walking.<br><br>"There's food in the kitchen, I'll make sure more is brought out..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>31-12-2005, 11:28:08</strong>
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				Nathan follows, looking around and nodding.&nbsp; <br><br>"It will work for now," he said as he moved to sit beside her and put his arm around her shoulders, "Until we can come up with a way to free you from William." <br><br>He leaned in, stroking her cheek and turning her head to face him, then he kissed her softly.<br><br>"I've missed you so much..." he murmured.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 20:44:50</strong>
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				Leaning against him faintly, she smiles gently as she tilts her head up to return his soft kiss, letting her eyes slowly shut as she inhales his scent.<br><br>"I've missed you as well... Ugh, I've no idea yet how I'm going to get William to let me go. He's not a man that suffers defeat lightly..." Opening her eyes to watch him, she frowned lightly, tilting her head in thought, her eyes not leaving his own. One hand continues to brace herself on the bed, the other resting gently on his leg, fingers moving in slow, gentle strokes along his thigh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 21:12:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His fingers stroke her upper arm as he holds her steady.&nbsp; So near... her scent filling his nose.&nbsp; Feeling her so close.&nbsp; <br><br>His other hand strokes her cheek, then her neck as he feels her fingers on his thigh.&nbsp; <br><br>He's missed her in so many ways, and being so very close is starting to remind him of their night together in that cave...<br><br>"How long..." he asks with his breath in his throat, "How long before he comes looking for you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 21:17:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing softly, she shakes her head.<br><br>"Not long... He acts as if I'm a pet on a short leash, and now with my time near, as if I'm a porcelain pet on a short leash. Though perhaps this time he's gathered the fact that I wish to be alone for a time..." Tilting her head up, she kissed him gently once more. Her mind was filled with the memories of that night in the cave as well, and its hard for her to keep him from occupying every thought in her head and heart.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 03:44:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nathan drew back from her kiss reluctantly, and even more so moved his arm from around her shoulders.<br><br>"It would go badly if he found you here with me," he said sadly, "We need to hold onto the secret that I survived his treachery until we're ready."<br><br>He ran his fingers along her cheek.&nbsp; "I've thought of you so much," he says softly, "Dreamed of returning to you... and now I must send you back to him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 19:19:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Frowning as he pulls away from her, she shakes her head faintly.<br><br>"I don't want to go back.. Not yet, Nathan. Please, don't send me away just yet..." It had been so long since she'd seen him, so long since she'd heard of his death. She couldn't stand the thought of leaving just yet. Even though he'd be in the guest house, it would still seem like miles away while she shared William's bed.<br><br>"We'll hear him coming, I promise. When I'm here, he almost always announces himself. When he doesn't, I can still hear the steps creaking..." she sounded half desperate, reaching to grip faintly at the front of his shirt as her blue eyes sparkled up at him pleadingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 23:53:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not wanting to let her go anyway, Nathan nodded and leaned closer.&nbsp; His arm returned to her shouders, pulling her near and he leaned in to kiss her softly.<br><br>"If I could," he told her, "I'd never let you go again.&nbsp; I'd hold you forever my love..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 18:03:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeming relieved as she feels his arm about her shoulder once more, she nods softly, leaning up to return his kiss.<br><br>"Soon enough, Nathan... I'll think of something, I know there has to be something." She nodded again, then shifted faintly. Urging him to follow her lead, she moved to rest back on the bed, head falling against the pillows as she rested on her back. Once there, she let out a soft sigh of relief, smoothing her fingers over her stomach gently before smiling and taking his hand to let him feel the babe kicking once more as she watches him.<br><br>"I swear you're going to have a son, and he'll be just as strong and big as you are..." The babe was no doubt going to be large, as she had grown quite heavy with child, even early on in the pregnancy. That was both cause for celebration and concern, as she wasn't an overly large woman, and a child that was too large risked killing both during the delivery.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>09-01-2006, 17:13:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nathan moved with her, helping her ease back onto the pillows and laying next to her on his side, one arm now underneath her.&nbsp; He let her guide his hand and smiled at the feeling of the babe moving within her.&nbsp; Seeing her made his struggles and pain seem like fleeting memories, he'd clung to life to be with her again.<br><br>"Our child will be beautiful," he said softly, "Because of you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>09-01-2006, 20:33:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking her head, she smiled as she rolled her head to look at him.<br><br>"Because of both of us, Nathan..." She tired to keep thoughts of William and that trouble out of her mind, to focus on what she was doing with him here, and now, that he was alive. But it was hard. She'd lived with William and his society for so long that it was becoming hard to fight anymore. She had nearly resigned herself to that life before Nathan had shown back up once more.<br><br>"You'll be alright in here, won't you? You've healed, and don't need any medical attention?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 16:51:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes," he answered as he continued to run his hand slowly over the swell of her belly, "I waited until I was healed before comming... In case it came to a fight to get you away from William."<br><br>Then he shifts closer and reaches up to cup her neck and pull her into another kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>12-01-2006, 17:55:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing softly, she shook her head as she watched his eyes, the feeling of his fingers on her stomach quite soothing.<br><br>"I don't want it to come to a fight. It won't turn out well no matter how you look at it." When he pulled her closer, she eagerly met his kiss, fingers moving up and into his hair, her other hand still resting on her belly near where his own moves along over the soft material of her dress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>12-01-2006, 19:05:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't want to fight either," he said between kisses, "But I won't give up on you.&nbsp; I'll do whatever I have to for you Georgette."<br><br>His fingers moved over the soft fabric and then back to her hand, clasping it tightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-01-2006, 19:49:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lacing her fingers with his, she smiled softly, reassuringly.<br><br>"We'll be alright, Nathan. We've both made it this far, haven't we? We've come to far, endured too much to not make it. I know things will be fine. We can leave here, somehow, and when we do, I have a summer home in South Carolina... William doesn't know about it, my parents don't use it..." She nodded, tilting her head to kiss him once more, inhaling his scent slowly. She'd missed him so much, but she hadn't realized how much until he'd appeared in her life, 'back from the dead'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>14-01-2006, 21:45:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed her softly and stroked her hair softly.<br><br>"Yes," he agreed, "We'll get through this.&nbsp; Our love is to strong not to.&nbsp; We're meant to be together, not even death can seperate us..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>15-01-2006, 10:04:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding, she continued to smile before sighing softly.<br><br>"I should get to the house. It's growing late, and I must get to bed. I'll be up early in the morning to come and check on you, as well as to recieve a visit from the doctor." She smirked, shaking her head softly. <br><br>"I swear, if that doctor had his way, I'd have been in bed for a month already..." She rather liked her doctor, a sweet old man, but she was far from the type to stay in bed for more than a few days. It had been hell getting her to stay in bed to let her shoulder heal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>18-01-2006, 13:14:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's a doctor's job to be overcautious," he answered her softly as he moved to rise and walk around to help her up.<br><br>Once she was on her feet, he drew her close and kissed her long and hard upon the lips.&nbsp; Slowly and regretfully he drew back and stepped aside to let her leave.<br><br>"I'll dream of you my love," he said softly, "And of us together as we should be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>18-01-2006, 19:59:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once she was finally on her feet, she smiled up at him. Stepping closer as he pulls her, she eagerly tilts her head up to meet his kiss, wrapping her arms about his shoulders, her rounded belly pressing against his body. When the kiss finally broke, she nodded softly.<br><br>"I love you, Nathan... I'll be back in the morning..." Stepping away slowly, she trails her fingers along his jaw until she's too far, away, then turns and hurries away, disappearing out of the guest house towards the main manor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 00:59:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nathan watched her as she walked away, loathe to be apart from her for even the night now that he'd finally found his way back to her.<br><br>Once she was gone he began to roam the guest house, exploring it as he thought of the woman he loved and the fact that she was so heavy with child.&nbsp; His child... He didn't doubt her when she said she knew it was his rather than that cursed Brit's.&nbsp; <br><br>And then he found himself wondering how he would ever manage to get that decietful and trecherious little worm to let his precious Georgette go...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 01:02:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving out of the guest house, she hurried across the grounds, careful to avoid any of the men that might be roaming about. Slipping into the house, she was breathing rather heavily by the time she reached the steps that lead to the bedroom she shared with her husband, and she tried her best to be quiet. The last thing she needed at the moment was to be caught and questioned about where she'd been, why she looked so flushed. Groaning faintly, she'd slip into their room if she wasn't stopped, and undress for bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 00:09:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William Stenson watched his wife enter the house from where he'd been sitting and waiting.&nbsp; He followed up the stairs a few moments after her and paused outside the bedroom door before pushing it open and tapping as he walked into their bedroom.<br><br>It was, of course, large and well-furnished.&nbsp; He closed the door behind him and turned to where Georgette had mostly finished changing.&nbsp; "Is everything alright my dear?" he asked softly, "You seem upset.&nbsp; The doctor did say not to let yourself get bothered you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 00:13:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once in the room, she found it odd that William wasn't there, but shrugged it off as she began undressing. By the time he walked in, she was pulling her nightgown up along her slender shoulders, hair now down and tumbling around her as she looks at him over her shoulder.<br><br>"I'm fine, William. I told you that earlier. I'm having a baby, not dying..." Shaking her head, she ruffles her fingers through it lightly before turning and starting towards their bed, rubbing her belly slowly as the baby kicks, making her stomach lurch faintly.<br><br>"Ugh..." she mutters, unable to help it as she reaches the bedside. <br><br>"And where have you been? I would have thought you'd be asleep by now..." She tried to make it sound like a simple question of a curious wife, and not one that was hiding something, or guilty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 00:21:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was waiting up for you actually," he admits plainly even as he moves to help steady her.<br><br>"I worry about you Georgette," he said a bit softer, "I know how strong you are, but you should heed the doctor's advice.&nbsp; He knows what's best for you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 00:23:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even though everything in her tells her to shove him away, she accepts his help, slowly lowering herself into bed with a huff of breath at the effort it takes. Groaning lightly, she finally relaxes onto her back, rubbing her belly lightly, though its obvious to the plain eye the baby is kicking.<br><br>"You've no need to worry, William. I have no wish to harm the baby, you know that..." She might not be as 'careful' as he wanted her to be, but she was far from reckless. She wanted this baby more than anything she'd wanted in a long while. Looking back up at him, she forces a light smile. <br><br>"I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier, William... I just get so testy lately, you know that. I'm sorry..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 00:28:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You can't help it," he said as he moved to sit beside her and reached out to rest his hand lightly on the swell of her belly and feel the baby within.<br><br>"And I shouldn't worry so, but there's just nothing I can do to make this easier for you.&nbsp; I don't like things that I can't do anything about."&nbsp; He felt the baby kick and turn and smiled.&nbsp; <br><br>"He's certainly ready to be out isn't he?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 00:30:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He'd hate knowing that his 'competition' was back, then, wouldn't he? Nothing he could do about the fact that he'd never have her heart. Nodding lightly, she lets her hands rest on the sides of her belly, watching his hand on her stomach before looking back to his eyes with that same gentle smile.<br><br>"Yes, he is... The doctor did say it would be soon..." Sighing lightly, she shifts, trying to get comfortable.<br><br>"When did you say you were leaving for that meeting in Virginia...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 00:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh that..." he answered, "Day after tomorrow.&nbsp; But I'm not sure I should leave you alone while you're in such a delicate state.&nbsp; I could put the trip off until after the birth."<br><br>He looked down into her face, a concerned look on his features.&nbsp; He did love her in his own way after all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 00:52:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking her head lightly, she reaches to touch his arm gently. She certainly did now how to push his buttons when she had to.<br><br>"No, William. It's quite alright. I know this conference is important for you." Even if she wanted each and every man there to simply disappear. After all, they were threatening the freedoms she had fought for before William had caught her. But, she kept that to herself. For now. Instead of speaking on it, she simply watched his eyes, fingers moving subtly along his arm to help him want to listen to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 02:20:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It is important," he said as he reached to stroke the back of her hand as it moved along his arm.&nbsp; "Just promise me you'll follow the doctor's recomendation to take things easy and get plenty of rest.&nbsp; I do hate to leave you alone..."<br><br>He swallowed a bit then as his hand moved slowly up her stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 02:22:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course I will, William. You know I'm just stubborn at times. But I'd never put our baby in danger. You must attend to your affairs..." She had to try hard to sound convincing, almost choking on the word 'our'. But she managed, watching his eyes still, not daring to look to the hand on her stomach. It was amazing to her that men could still find her beautiful with the large belly that she had. Silly creatures...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 03:09:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her.<br><br>"You just don't like being idle... I know you wouldn't put our child in danger.&nbsp; And I know this hasn't been easy for you, but soon we'll have our son and this will be over."&nbsp; His hand crept higher still, resting now at the upper edge of her belly.&nbsp; He traced a rib with his fingertip.<br><br>"I really do wish I didn't have to leave you though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 03:11:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes I know... But you must. After all, how else will you pay for my every whim?" Batting her eyelashes up at him, she shifted faintly under his touch, shivering faintly. It was an odd feeling. Not unpleasant, and not tickling. Just... Odd. She still kept her eyes on his, though they once darted out the window, then back to him as she tilted her head to watch his reaction to her teasings.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 03:20:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William chuckled and smiled at her.&nbsp; "You have a good point my dear," he said with a laugh.<br><br>Then his fingers traced her rib lightly before easing up a little further to almost but not quite stroke the base of her breast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 03:25:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I usually do..." She mutters softly before inhaling sharply as his fingers tease so close to the sensitive underside of her breast. Of course, her breasts were larger than usual, thanks to the pregnancy, but she was also more sensitive, thanks to the damned hormones. She glanced away, swallowing thickly as she shifted on the bed once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 03:35:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William smiled as he watched her squirm, and then he moved to actually stroke that smooth and sensative skin lightly.<br><br>"Actually," he chuckled, "You seem to have two of them tonight...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 03:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"William... Thats hardly proper..." Like she had a right to be talking about proper. Still, it didn't seem right to her that she was there, in bed with William, while Nathan was out in the other house. She shifted again, trying to sit up if he'd let her, and move away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 23:18:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William chuckled as she sat up and started to edge away from him.&nbsp; "Oh come now my dear," he said as he followed her, "The doctor did say it was fine..."&nbsp; <br><br>He reached for her again as he spoke.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 23:28:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stop it..." Slapping his hand away from her, she moves to the other side of the bed and stands, starting towards the doors to the hallway, reaching for her robe as she went. It was quite clear she intended to leave the room, if not the house. <br><br>"I am far from in the mood to put up with such ludicrious advances, William..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 09:00:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He jumped up from his side of the bed and hurries around to try and block the doorway.&nbsp; "I'm sorry," he said, "I shouldn't have been so forward.&nbsp; Just come back to bed, I promise I'll behave."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 14:23:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course he would get there first, with her moving so much more slowly. Stopping, she glares up at him, shoving her arms into the sleeves of her robes, pulling it onto her shoulders.<br><br>"I have a headache, I want some milk. Please move, William..." She waited for him to comply, tensed and looking ready to strike out, though its a funny notion, what with how pregnant she is.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 05:26:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stepped to the side, looking equally frustrated and shamed.&nbsp; "I... I am sorry Georgette.&nbsp; Just sit, I'll fetch you some milk..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 19:48:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, I will get it. I told you, William. I am pregnant, not dying." When he moved out of her way, she practically shoved/brushed past him, slamming the door behind her unless stopped. Once out the door, she hurried towards the kitchens, shoving her hair from her eyes. That man really had a talent for irritating her, and it was taking its toll on her, what with her delicate disposition and whatnot. In the kitchen, she looked out at the rear house, where she knew Nathan was, hoping he was sleeping safely. That left her in the kitchen for some time, staring out into the night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Revolutionary Lady</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amberghylles</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 08:20:27</strong>
			</dt>
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				(From IM:)<br><br>&nbsp;William sighed as she stormed out and slammed the door behind her.&nbsp; He moved to sit on the edge of the bed with a frustrated groan.&nbsp; Then he changed into his sleeping clothes.&nbsp; He frowned as he looked over at the door.&nbsp; Surely she shouldn't be taking so long.&nbsp; Unless she'd decided to run off and sleep in the guest house...&nbsp; Wouldn't that have the servants whispering.&nbsp; He pulled on his robe and wrenched open the door, heading down to the kitchen. <br><br>&nbsp;Shaking her head finally to clear her head, she turned and moved out through the exit near the kitchen. Sipping her milk as she walked, she smoothed the fingers of her free hand over her stomach, starting down along the path towards the guest house. Of course, she stood out in the moonlight, easy to see from any window with the moonlight catching her hair and white dressing robe. But, she was unaware that she might be watched at the moment, thinking William had gone to bed. Hoping he had.<br><br>&nbsp;William stopped as he found the kitchen empty.&nbsp; Looking out the window he frowned and clinched his fists at the sight of his wife crossing the grounds.&nbsp; This would not do.&nbsp; He hurried to the door and out into the night after her.&nbsp; "Georgette!" he cried as he rushed to catch up with her, "What are you doing?"<br><br>&nbsp;Freezing as she heard William call to her, her eyes searched the windows of the guest house, hoping Nathan hadn't been woken up. Slowly she turned to look to William, still rubbing her stomach slowly. "I'm going for a walk. Is that a crime? I needed some fresh air to go with my milk." She did her best to hide her irritation with him, and her disappointment that she hadn't made it to the guest house. At least he hadn't found her in there, with Nathan. That would have been... Well, not good to say the least.<br><br>&nbsp;A hint of movement in one of those dark windows.&nbsp; Perhaps it was Nathan, or perhaps just a trick of the moonlight.&nbsp; William sighed and slowed his pace as he walked up to her.&nbsp; "Well, of course not," he answered, "I just... well... Let me escort you then."&nbsp; He offered her his arm and waited for her to take it.<br><br>&nbsp;"I told you I wanted to be alone, William.." Sighing softly, she shakes her head. "Why can't you just let me enjoy a walk by myself? Must you or someone else always be watching me? I'm a grown woman, and your wife..." Hopefully that would be enough to get him to leave her alone. If not, then she'd have to get him away from the guest house. She couldn't risk him seeing Nathan. She wouldn't lose him again...<br><br>&nbsp;William lowered his arm and frowned.&nbsp; She seemed intent on being alone, more so than usual.&nbsp; Maybe it was just her condition...&nbsp; He nodded and stepped back.&nbsp; "I am sorry, I guess I am just being overprotective.&nbsp; Enjoy your walk, but don't stay long, you wouldn't want to get a chill."&nbsp; Then he started to walk back to the house.&nbsp; Easy enough to watch her from the window and see if she was up to something.<br><br>&nbsp;Nodding slowly, she watched him move back towards the house. Turning once again, she moved towards the guest house. She stayed there from time to time, so that wasn't suspicious... Right? Brushing her hair from her eyes, she moved into the guest house, setting down her glass of milk near the door and moving through the house towards the secret passages where Nathan was sleeping.<br><br>&nbsp;William stopped at the door, turning back to watch his wife.&nbsp; Not all that surprising to see her going to the guest house.&nbsp; It was true she stayed there, and he just knew the servants whispered all manner of nasty rumors behind his back about it.&nbsp; He started to go up to bed, but drawn by some uncertain sense of paranoia he walked instead toward the guest house to follow his wife.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Finding the secret passage, she presses it open, leaving it cracked as she hurries through it, grunting faintly and stopping to rub at her stomach as she mutters to herself. Unaware William was following her, she continues on, moving to the bedroom she'd left him in. "Nathan? Are you awake?"<br><br>&nbsp;Nathan sat up in the darkness and shook his head.&nbsp; "No," he answered, "I couldn't get to sleep."&nbsp; Back in the guest house, William's blood went clod at the sound of a muffled male voice.&nbsp; He hurried forward and blinked at the slightly open secret door.&nbsp; Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he leans close and presses his ear to the opening.<br><br>&nbsp;Letting out a relieved sigh, she moves towards him, carrying a candle with her now and lighting a few of the candles in the room before moving to the bed, carefully sitting on it with him. "I'm glad.. I wouldn't have wanted to wake you, I just..." Shaking her head, she sighs, brushing her hair back again and reaching for his hand. "I couldn't sleep either, not next to him, knowing you're here... God, I love you Nathan..."<br><br>&nbsp;William's fingers gripped the door's edge so tightly that his knuckles turned white.&nbsp; "It can't be.." he hissed.&nbsp; Nathan smiled and moved to wrap an arm around Georgette's shoulders.&nbsp; "I love you too," he said, "I love you more than anything."<br><br>&nbsp;Still unaware of William's presence, she wrapped her arms about Nathan's waist, leaning her head on his shoulder. "When can we leave? What if we left tonight? While he's asleep? No one would have to know, we could just leave and find our own place to live and raise the baby..."<br>
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