Falling Through Time: Basking in Firelight: Book 2

Generals and Soldiers

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Warnings: None

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Jefferson and Hamilton randomly decided it was time to leave in the middle of the night, while they were thinking about the strange dreams they had. They both got up and packed, Hamilton finishing before Jefferson because he didn't have a small armory to worry about. So he decided to help with that.

Once everything was packed up, they made their way to the lobby, checked out, and wait for the valet to deliver their tank. It was probably better they decided to do this in the middle of the night rather than in the morning like they had intended. Imagine the traffic.

They threw in the bags with several heavy thuds and climbed in after them. Then the drove down the highway, getting out of town as fast as possible.

"This reminds me of Grand Theft Auto," Hamilton said randomly.

"What?"

"You know, steal a tank then drive down the highway and blow up cars. Now if only we had the cheat that could make it fly. That'd be a lot of fun. Or the one where if you bump into other cars, they explode."

"You're a very violent person," Jefferson commented.

"Where are we going anyway?" Hamilton asked.

"Rebel HQ, we've got to drop off this tank. I'm tired of having to worry about valets scratching the paint."

"Makes sense," Hamilton nodded. "Is Washington at HQ?"

"I thought he retired after the first war?" Jefferson asked.

"I don't think it entirely ended," Hamilton replied.

"Still, didn't he retire?"

"I dunno. Maybe. But that can't be right, he's so good for the cause."

"He's getting old, Hamilton, he deserves retirement."

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Hamilton pulled out his phone to pass the time and stumbled across the news. "Hey Jefferson, we seem to be all over the news."

"Even the ones controlled by the government?"

"Yeah, our faces are plastered everywhere."

"Well, the rally definitely got publicity."

"Except now we'll be recognized wherever we go."

"Not much new there," Jefferson said, "Everyone knew me back in D.C."

"But I mean everyone. Store clerks, train ticketors, taxi drivers, everyone."

"So we lay low for a bit, let it die down."

"Jefferson, we are running a rebellion, we can't just go into hiding."

"Isn't publicity a bitch?"

"Yep, can't lay low without the rebels losing steam. Can't curse through the middle, or we'll get caught when no one's looking, just like the first time."

"So we get loud. Blow shit up."

"Steal another tank?"

"What was that you were saying about flying tanks? Why not find ourselves an airplane? Or better yet, an aircraft carrier."

"You're insane."

"I thought we discussed this already."

"Yeah, and it ended with us agreeing the whole world was insane, but you're beyond insane. You're psychotic."