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Wow, I've been gone for a while! So... what'd I miss? //yEs I jUsT dId tHaT sUe mE-
pinkrebels
Sally looked at him, nervous, and it was sort of obvious she was scared. "H-Hello."
t-jeffs
Wow, I've been gone for a while! So... what'd I miss? //yEs I jUsT dId tHaT sUe mE-
tuberosies
// hOlO
thearcher-
//bonJOUR. I will drop a starter Kayla was walking around, reading another book as she did, looking up and glaring at a man as he shoved past her. "What was that for?!" She snapped. The man looked at her, clearly Joyous. "Thomas Jeffersons coming home!" The short girl frowned, moving black curls from her face and deciding to follow. Kayla looked up at the boat when she got there, tilting her head and squinting at the sunlight, being able to make out Jeffersons form
AnimeNerd200
@thearcher- There was no way she as letting this happen, she thought as she try to push her way there the crowds only to be push father in. She was completely over who ever this thomas jefferson was, but the crowds didn't seem to agree as they kept pushing her closer to the man in magenta
thearcher-
//gracias m8 Elena rolled her eyes and frowned scoffing a bit. Her noise of disapproval was muffled by the crowds cheering. Unlike her, they were all ecstatic to see him return home safely. Just as she moved curls from her face, she was shoved forward as the crowd moved closer, taking her along with them
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@Dxring //bonjour, this is a gr8 starter! The secretary, dressed in magenta, let his hair flow in the wind as grandly as it was possible. His hands rested somewhat assertively on top of his staff. The ship from which he stood gave a great view of the country he was about to set foot in. Ah, America. It was good to be back. As the ship reached the country and made way for him to pass, he practically bounced down the steps, ending in a slide, his staff in the air. "So, what'd I miss?!"
ofanubis
(Hiii-) Alexander Hamilton peeked into the room, any sort of happiness and enjoyment that was once plastered onto his features now fleed at the sight of the man himself. The short immigrant sauntered up beside to Thomas, though he stood a foot or two off to the side, containing the hatred he possibly had for the curly-haired man, he shouldn't be so quick to judge though, the two just met, "well, greetings and salutations." He began, as he then held his hand out to shake, preparing for possible rejection.
ofanubis
@Auxiliarist It's magic!)) "Alexander Hamilton, just some boy from the Carribean!" Alexander claimed, folding his arms across his chest, "my plan is to make sure people know my name--I doubt it'll be uttered by all, as is yours, but at-least they can say 'Oh, I've heard of him!' Y'know?" He questioned, ignoring Thomas' nonchalant act for the moment.
t-jeffs
@Auxiliarist // Awesome XD Thomas spread his hands impressively, trying to look bored, though Alexander and his lively disposition had already peaked his interest. "In the flesh," he replied, resting one hand on his hip. "And- you are?"
ofanubis
@Auxiliarist (I'm just randomly popping around-) Alexander nodded slightly, he sighed out of relief, "I've heard your name before, aren't you the man who drafted the Declaration of Independence?" He questioned, before he then pulled his hand away from Thomas' grasp.
zoyasgf
OOOO I GOT IT THOMLIZA XD
zoyasgf
66- WHERE'S DAT EXTRA 6
t-jeffs
@theoxdosia "Mm, no, last time I checked."
t-jeffs
Hello, it is I, Thomas Jefferson, I've come all the way from France to ruin everything
t-jeffs
@lilmadds // Hey Rebekah! :0 I'm Leigh! Donut worry, I'm awkward too XD You wouldn't notice it at first, but the grip on Thomas's staff tightened considerably upon hearing the name. "John... Jay." His face twisted in anger; he struggled to regain his composure; he didn't want to worry James. "Right," he said. "I gotcha."
t-jeffs
@lilmadds One could tell by Thomas's face that he did not want to drop it one bit. "Was it Hamilton?" he asked. "I already want to kill /him./" Thomas's eyes followed James's hand toward the book, making a mental note to lunge for it at the right time. "What do you mean, 'it doesn't matter?' I'll tear them apart, use their skin as a rug." He mentally facepalmed, that was not the best thing to say considering his 'protective nature.'