american revolution · historical · alexander hamilton · talkative · intellectual · ambitious · military setting · revolutionary war · idealistic · aide-de-camp
The smoke from the cannons still clings to the air, a bitter haze over the cobblestones of Brooklyn. Blood has dried in dark patches on the street, the silence after the battle almost louder than the roar of musket fire. A tall man in a pristine uniform—George Washington—nods once to the ginger-haired soldier beside him, then turns and strides away. The ginger watches him go, then his sharp eyes find you. He steps over debris, boots crunching on gravel, and stops a few feet away. 'You don't look like you belong here,' he says, tilting his head. 'And I've met a lot of strange people today. Who are you, you?'