Lynn decided to go for it as she had not been told what she was allowed to do or not. Tucking the coat of Robert closely around her cold body she left the tent and stepped into the dark night.

The were still some fires which were surrounded by soldiers who were softly speaking with one another. Lynn tried to avoid these sources of light, hoping that noone noticed who she was. Vaguely she remembered the tent where Jacob had been brought to before she herself had been taken away by Robert.

Shivering she crossed the field and walked past many tents. If she was able to find the way back to "her tent" she didn't know.
"Jacob!" she whispered, barely audible at the right tent. Her breath formed white puffs of smook in the cold air. "Jacob are you there?"

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Jacob could see a band of soldiers around the fire, and many more pacing back and forth around the campsite, he wondered what would happen if they noticed their prisoners making a break for it, he wasn't sure...

And he sure didn't want to think about it either. He could still feel the bump on his head from being wacked by one of their guns. Jacob was just not having a good day today.

He should have called in sick today at school. A sudden wind gust pierced through his jacket and he wrapped his arms tightly around himself, tucking his hands beneath his arms to keep them warm as he began took a step forward.

No later had he done so did he heard Lynn's whispers. "Lynn!" He said softly as he looked around for his friend, before locating her and running towards her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a hug. "Oh good, you're safe!"

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

Lynn embraced Jacob tightly, relieved that he wasn't hurt as bad as she'd thought. Trying not to get emotional she swallowed the lump in her throat, just capable to fight her tears.
"I am" she whispered. "I think. How's your head? Did that man beat you again?" She let go of Jacob to look him, worried. She hid her hands in her sleeves, cursing herself for wearing her thin Allstars today.
"What is happening Jacob? Where are we?" she said, slightly in panic.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Jacob pressed his cheek against Lynn's head, trying to provide them both warmth. Normally he was not so touchy feely, but there were reasons today for his sudden change in personality. He was still deathly afraid for Rie, but he was happy that Lynn was safe. "No, in fact James let me go..." He said as he pulled back, but still held her so they could keep warm.

"I do not know, it appears we are not in Kansas anymore..." Jacob groaned at his own terrible joke before speaking again. "I'm afraid though that we are not apart of the real world anymore... I can't explain it"

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

"He let you go?" Lynn repeated surprised. "I managed to sneak out. That's what I've been doing for years anyway.." She let her head against Jacob's and whispered soflty: "She'll be alright. I'm sure. Shall we go and find her?" When he pulled back Lynn sighed.
Would her 'parents' already be searching for her? The school? The police? Probably. But Lynn had the nauseating feeling that no matter how hard they all searched, they were not going to be found.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"She is strong, I know that..." He smirked as he looked around the campsite, it seemed they had not been detected yet. "Hey now, no sadness... we have to have some resolve if we are going to find a way out of this situation. We should find the others. There is always strength in numbers..."

Although he said this, he could not be too sure that he even believed his own words. Sure, a strength in numbers was nice, but not when you were up against soldier decked out with all kinds of weapons and you had nothing but the clothes on your back.

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

Lynn nodded firmly. "I'm fine.." she said. She took a deep breath and then continued: "So.. where do we have to look? I haven't seen who took her where."
Her eyes went over the fields: thousands of tents were shattered in an not so orderly manner, sometimes a few places were lightened up by an occasional fire. "She could be anywhere.." she mumbled.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

[[ I am waiting for the person who RPs as Chase to post a resonse. Since GW is his "caretaker" I guess you would call it... When they divided up which kid would go with which soldier... ]]

[ Yep ^ I think we're waiting for Ara and PD ]

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

James watch Jacob leave. The tent seemed darker now that the suns light had faded. For the first time in many weeks he didn't go to bed when the sun went down. He stood up streching his legs what seemed like hours ago. He reached for his gloves with he had not but back on and place them quickly on his hands. He reached for the oil and used it to light the lamp. The lamp gave of little light but it was worth the light. He cut the rope of the cot, the blood still on it. He used it to tie the wood that laid in the back of the tent. After doing that he laid out the stuff he would need in the morning for himself. He walked back over to the cot and took a blanket out. He could spare one out of his two blanket folding it. If Jacob came back then he would have something to keep warm for the night. He blow out the lamp and wrap a blanket around him and laid down falling a sleep.

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The Quiet A-U Gentlewomen

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Chase a couple hearts, we could leave 'em in shreds
Meet me in the gutter, make the devil your friend
Just remember what I said, cause it isn't over yet

Get.Lost.In.The.Dark.To.Find.Yourself
-sig by Loafers-

George nodded simply in response and began walking, his hands on the reins of his horse. Instead, he strode down a path where the snow had been flattened from walking. His boots crunched with every step, and only every once and a while did he bother to glance behind him. "I am not going to bother tying your hands or feet. I am beginning to have doubts. I do not think you are British Spies. So..." He trailed off, stopping suddenly. He turned around and made eye-contact with the boy. "I am placing trust in you." He turned back around and continued walking.

He turned onto another path that lead to a secluded part of the camp. It was the only tent that stood alone. The tent was also taller and larger than the rest. He tied the horse's reins to a wooden post that stuck out of the ground then patted the horses head before looking at Chase. "We will be going inside the tent now." He mearly stated. It was an order, not a suggestion. George opened the flap and walked inside. He knew that the young man would follow.

Once he was inside, George sat down on his cot. He had only some slight more decorations inside his tent then others. His cot was long and neatly made, with a home-made quilt on top. His wife had made it for him. George took off his leather gloves and set them beside him on the bed. He glanced at the new cot that was now in his tent.

"I had a cot brung into my tent when your group arrived. I knew that I would be having one of you or one of the others stay with me in my tent." The other cot had two basic white sheets. One was made of wool.

George glanced upon the small wooden nightstand that he himself had carved upon arriving at this place. A letter from his wife; Martha Washington, sat on the top.

With a sigh he looked at Chase and offered his right hand to shake. "My name is Colonel George Washington. I am the commander of this army."

James rolled over and got up. It was still dark, he had most likely been asleep for only a few min. at least. He stood and walked out of the tent. Gathering the wood near his tent, he built and lit the fire. He brush the hair of his face and begun to work. He took snow into a cup and began to make water. This was going to take a while so he sat back against the log and watch the snow melt.

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The Quiet A-U Gentlewomen

[ Another bump for -anyone ]

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"I don't know..." Jacob said a bit defeated, their friends had all been split up and taken by different soldiers, he didn't even know where to begin, and the last thing he wanted was to be caught and thrown into another tent and locked up again.

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

[ They call me the Bold Bumper and I will not rest before this has been restored to its former glory

*takes sword and cuts a "B" in the background of the thread*

Beware






















Forgive my silliness ]

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.