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You're out on the streets looking good,
And baby deep down in your heart I guess you know that it ain't right,
Never, never, never, never, never, never hear me when I cry at night,
Babe, and I cry all the time!
But each time I tell myself that I, well I can't stand the pain,
But when you hold me in your arms, I'll sing it once again.


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                                      The brunette tipped the mug up against her lips and allowed the light, amber, nectar to flow down her throat. It was ice cold which was a change from most drinks at Charlie's. The place was kind of run down which unfortunately left their amenities a little worn down. She was so wrapped up in her own thoughts and the slight sensation of calm that alcohol usually claimed her attention, that she hadn't noticed someone else walking into the bar. Things often went past her. Whether it be a good, kind-hearted, gesture or something as simple as a breeze grazing the back of her neck. "Can I ask when your mother is going to start beatin' you for walkin' out of the house like that?" Charlie commented on her current outfit. He had seen many men hound after those smooth, pale, thighs or those bright, smirking, red, lips. Not that he minded. Most of the time it caused his business to pick up.

                                      "I suppose when my mother starts noticing what I'm wearing," With that, she down another large gulp of beer before Charlie left to tend to another customer. The war was tearing her apart and she wasn't even a part of it. Some of the girls she spent time with were signing up for various things the women could participate in. Lucy, on the other hand, wanted nothing to do with it. She refused to be affiliated with the blood shed. Most of the people detested her for it. They called it being 'unpatriotic'. More than half of it was probably the fact that she knew it had taken her father's life which inadvertantly took not only her mother's life, but her well being away. Her mother started drinking shortly after she gave birth to Lucy. She would stare at the tv screen for days on end. Once in a blue moon though, she would put on this little red dress, head down to Charlie's and stay gone for a couple of days. Lucy never asked questions, surely because she didn't want to answer. Finally, a voice broke into her thoughts and she slowly turned her glance to the man next to her.

                                      "I drink a lot," She reassured him, "I don't know about forward, but daring is probably a better word for it," The alcohol had settled her nerves for the most part. Which almost made her feel bad about the man she had spoken to outside of that office. She eyed his hand carefully before slowly taking it and giving it a light shake. "Lucy, Lucy Smith," She returned the favor of name swapping before she gave her beer the rest of her attention. "What brings you down here? Mr. Pay-For-All-My-Drinks-Callahan?" She asked, giving another smug smirk, as per usual.

                                      || OOC: Ah it's all good! I was just kind of keeping in character. I want Lucy to be a real b***h. Hahaha.




Oh, a storm is threat'ning. My very life today. If I don't get some shelter. Oh yeah, I'm gonna fade away. war, children, it's just a shot away. It's just a shot away.

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I am a stone...I do not move...

Very slowly...I put snow in my mouth...

then he won't see my breath...

I take my time...I let him come closer...

I have only one bullet...I aim at his eye...

Very gently, my finger presses on the trigger...

"Ready, Aaron?"

I do not tremble...I have no fear...

I'm a big boy now...

"Now, Aaron..."

"Fire!"




Aaron jumped up from his bed at the sound of his clock going off on the end table next to his bed. He sighed before slamming his arm down on the top of the loud clock. He was awake now, no point to fall back asleep. It was not the first time he dreamt about his first winter hunt with his dad almost 10 years ago. It was the first time he killed a living thing...a wild wolf. He was barely able to carry his rifle, let alone shoot a one hit kill on a very dangerous animal. It was this day that his teaching from his dad first paid off. Mr. Soohoo was a sniper for the United States in the later years of WW1. He bagged almost 80 kills, with 10 of them being enemy officers in the trenches of France. He taught Aaron everything he knows since the day he could first walk and talk.

Aaron's mind was all over the place since he got the letter from the US government about the draft only days ago. He really wanted to follow his dad's footsteps and be a sniper himself...not that he wanted to be in the Army in the first place. His family was well off, with his mother being one of very few English professors at the University of Tennessee, and father now a supervisor at an gun factory for the soldiers overseas. They had enough money for Aaron himself to go to college, but the draft letter came earlier. Aaron did not want to let his father down, and was prepared to go. The few nights prior to signing up, Aaron got only a few hours of sleep those nights. He kept dreaming about basic training and how much of a challenge it will be for him. Will my target practice be successful? Do I have what it takes to be a sniper? I could go for marksman too, but I won't get a scope." He was not worried about the physical tests his father constantly banters on about however. Aaron still maintained his athletic shape despite being out of high school for 2 years. He also was not worried about drill sergeants screaming in his face...he had enough of that from his boss at the garage where he worked. The only thing bothering him was his shooting, and if it would suffice for war.

Aaron got himself out of bed and changed into something a bit more casual to be out in public. He went into the kitchen to see only his dad take off work to see him leave. Aaron already made his goodbyes to his mom previously. He was strong enough to not shed a tear for her. "Big day, Aaron. You ready." Aaron nodded in response. "My superiors only allowed me to take a half day off to drive you to the recruitment center today. Terry said he'd give you a free room at the inn tonight in town. Don't make a muk of it.". Aaron finished the last gulp of the small breakfast his dad made for him. "Got it, Dad. Thanks for the hook up."

In the hour, Aaron got what little he needed for basic together and him and his dad hit the road in their truck. The drive into town took about 10 minutes on a good day, but with practically every single young male graduated from high school shipping out, the city would be packed. A half hour later, they made it to the city. All over were patriotic decals on the buildings, reminding him of the 4th of July. With no hesitation, Aaron and his father got out of the car and walked towards the recruitment center. At the front of the building, his dad spoke again. "Alright. Unfortunately, this is where I have to go too. Remember no letters until basic is finished, no need to have any revoked passes for supposed contraband." Aaron was about to firmly shake his hand, before his father swooped in for a hug...very unsuspecting from him. "I'm proud of you as your grandfather and his grandfather would be too. You should be able to handle fine out there, with what I taught you." Aaron gave a small grin. "It won't be for nothing, Dad." After a few closing remarks, his dad went on his way to his work two cities over. Aaron was now on his own, waiting in the line of men waiting to get their vaccinations.

Aaron managed to be one of the more quicker ones, got his shots, and signed his forms and was on his way. The city seemed so hustle and buslte and Aaron had really no idea what to do for his time left in his home city. Aaron then just started walking alone along the main street, looking at the rest of the excitement going on around him.


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She was startled at first by the outburst of his laughter, so tangible and easy going, carefree in a way she had never seen anyone act on her side of the tracks. It was a trait she admired about the lower class, in a way less money gave you a sort of personal freedom to shuck off decorum and enjoy the few fleeting moments of happiness in between the essential grind of making ends meet.

"I thought I told ya' Miss. Juli... I'm a simple man, an' those words don' mean much ta me. Do ya' like ta jitterbug? there's a farewell dance t'night ya know. I would love ta dance with you. An' before ya say anythin' I know you're married, but the way I was raised was ta ask the woman, 'cause she ain't owned by the man."

She pursed her lips in deliberation, blue eyes search the pock marked ceiling for a moment of inspiration on how to answer. She would be at the dance as a volunteer regardless so it wasn't as if she was straying from her wifely duties. Besides the affirmation to women's rights the young man had so easily tossed out in hopes of garnering a 'yes' from her was just the type of attitude she drew towards. Women were just as equal and competent as men, but even that thought was a Judas in her mind since her years of upbringing had taught her the exact opposite. She looked back at this man, this Jimmy Filks and gave a half smile.

"I like to dance though I cannot say the jitterbug is my favorite, but it'll do." she said grabbing the inoculation needle and swiftly tapping it into his vein plunging the meds into him before withdrawing and setting it in the used side of her push cart. "I'll see you at the dance Mr. Filks." She said emphasizing as he had done the title of his name before pushing her cart away and calling for the next young man to take his seat and continued on with her work.

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                                                          Jimmy couldn't help but smile, even as the needle pierced his skin without warning. It was worth it though, he got a smile out of her - as small and guarded as it seemed to be. He had meant what he said about asking her instead of her husband. Jimmy and Abby-Beth's dad ran out on them when Abby was born, so Jimmy was raised alone by his mama. It's not something their family talks about to most outsiders, but the townspeople do enough talking of their own. Jimmy had been dreading the dance, but now he had a reason to want to go.

                                                          "I can't just leave without givin' you a tip." Jimmy half whispered as he leaned in towards Juliana. With a wink he took out a cigarette and threw the rest of the pack on her cart. He noticed the way she had eyed his, and he knew the nurses outfits were short on pockets. She seemed like an essentialist, and probably didn't carry them on her. "If ya can get away meet me by the corner store." He said as he lit his cigarette. The farewell dance would be outdoors to insure enough room for the whole town. "I'll be waitin' for my dance." With that, he smiled and made his way out of the building.

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Just a heads up, the time line is going like:

Present day - Draft/enlistment sign ups
The next two days - Modified Basic (will be held in town during the day time only)
Third day - Deployment. The nurses/victory girls will take a different plane than the soldiers, but they will go to the same base.

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Aaron continued his small stroll throughout the main street. He remembered hanging out here as a teenager at the ice cream store after school got out. He wasn't craving any food at the moment. A few moments later, Aaron passed the gun shop that his dad bought him a 22 rifle for his 13th birthday, then he started going towards the outskirts of the city. Aaron decided to go to the nearby park, where the majority of his childhood memories revolved around. He walked over to the swingset, still with the vibrant bright colors he remembered, and began to use of the swings.

As he sat on the swings he remembered the first day he was allowed to walk to the park by himself, without his parents at his side. He was only 7 years old. Aaron's shyness prevented him from getting into the in crowd of boys and girls playing cowboys & indians or freeze tag on the playground. His spot was always on the swingset. He would always watch from the distance all the kids having fun. Aaron feared being humiliated by the fact that nobody really knew him, despite living there his entire life. It was like being the new kid at a new school...everyday. Until one day however...someone broke the ice. On a typical weekend afternoon when he was on the swings, a girl, roughly the same age as Aaron, came to him and introduced herself. Her name...Mary-Rae Matthews. Aaron remembered how patient she was in trying her hardest to get him to talk. She took him by the hand that day, introducing him to the rest of the boys and girls at the playground that day. The thought that Aaron originally had, was completely false, as the rest of the children allowed him in with open arms, gave him a crash course on how to play their games and join in on the fun they always had.

The friendships Aaron made for the most part lasted until the present day. His shyness...slightly improved...but it did not really matter at that point. Aaron, however, was closest the most with Miss Matthews. The two of them were constantly hanging out together. Some of the kids thought they were spreading their 'cooties' with each other, but the two of them never really had the thought of love in mind. Their friendship went through elementary school, through middle school, and even through parts of high school. Mary-Rae was Aaron's personal cheerleader when he played for the school football and basketball teams and even a tutor when he was struggling in English class. However, there was the one fateful day that it all ceased. Aaron was to take Ruby-Rae to a movie as a thank-you for helping him pass a big literature test in English. When the weekend came, Aaron walked to her house to be Mary's escort...but the house looked abandoned. He knocked on the door, walked around the house multiple times, but there was no answer. Aaron was mad, thinking he did something wrong. When the monday came around, one of Mary's friends gave Aaron a letter-sized envelope from Mary herself. It turned out that her father took the first opportunity for an expanding of his clothes store business to the West Coast and left for California the night before Aaron was to take her to the movies. Mary wrote that she would sincerely miss him and would make the first trip back to Tennessee the first chance she had. 4 years later, Aaron still had not seen Mary-Rae Matthews since.

Aaron lightly swung back and forth on the swing. He continued for a few minutes before two curious kids waited at the side to use the swing set. Aaron let out a small grin. "I think my turn is up." Aaron made one last hard swing before jumping off at max height. With a perfect landing, the young kids were in awe of the high jump and gave him a "WOOOW!" Aaron gave a chuckle. "Give it time and you can go even higher than me." He gave the boy a small hair tossle before giving a point back at the swing set. "It's your guys' turn now. Have fun". As the two kids used both of the swings, Aaron decided it was time to leave the park. He slowed his pace down to watch some teenagers, not much younger than him, playing some baseball. He enjoyed to watch it, but was never into playing himself. He kept walking, noticing the batter popped a fly ball and all the outfield players were rushing to home plate to see which one would catch it. Unsure, he heard a cheer from the crowd of players. The batter was out. It was time he went on his way.

Aaron made his way back into the city, almost right back where he started. He noticed a familiar face and combover leaving the recruitment center. "Oi. Jimmy." He came closer, confirming it was Jimmy Filks. The two went to high school together, but Aaron was one class higher than he was. However, Jimmy was slightly smarter than the average teenager, so he was in a few of Aaron's higher classes. "How you been Filks? Answerin' the call too I see." He went in for a handshake.


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Adrian was called up a few moments after Mikey began to talk about the neighbors' son. He turned around, have his younger brother the thumbs up and loosened the collar of his shirt which had began to grip his throat tightly. With his papers in hand, Adrian walked over to the nurse, closed his eyes in fear of the needle and cringed.
When the needle withdrew, Adrian thanked the young lady and rolled down the sleeve of his shirt.

Popping his knuckles on the way to his younger brother, Adrian gave the thumbs up before walking out into the car to wait for Mikey to finish. While on his way out, Adrian spotted a new comer and immediately stopped in his tracks. When he turned back around, a wave of relief washed over him; it was a simple mistake, the male that had passed him had looked like a friend of Adrian's that had died during the war.




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xxLocation: Waiting for Mikey outside of the recruitment center.
xxCompanion: Michael ⊱ No one.
xxMood: Happy
xxThoughts: At least it didn't heart as much as I expected it to.
xxClothes: Clothes
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You are never coming home,xxx
Never coming home.

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                                                          Jimmy's smile only broadened at the appearance of his old friend. Even though the town had a population of maybe 500, Jimmy managed to lose touch with just about everyone after high school. He had taken a year to try and track down his father, needless to say, he didn't like what he found. It wasn't long before he was back home with his mother and sister. Neither knew what he had done, they thought he had simply taken a year off.

                                                          "It's been a while, Soohoo! I wouldn' really call it answerin' the call... more like bein' dragged." He laughed. He glanced over his shoulder to where he knew Juli was. "Though I 'suppose everythin' has an upside. How have ya' been?"

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Aaron was relieved to find at least one person he knew throughout the bustle of the small town. Everyone around seemed so excited that the draft was happening. Who was he to determine the logic of the rest of the population, but he was glad to see Jimmy again. He chuckled at the moment Filks mentioned being 'dragged' into the war. He did make a huge point. Drafts were not really a volunteer option. Either be dragged in it or face prison time, or execution. It was a lose-lose. It was a matter of making the best out of a bad situation. Better with friends than being alone.

Jimmy asked Aaron about how he's been. "Eh. Same ol' Same ol'. Going on occasional wolf and elk hunts and the job at the lumber mill I've had since junior year. I should be going to the university by now, but this bulls**t came up before I got the acceptance letter." Aaron was curious. He was here on his own as well, wondering where his parents were, and his sis. "How about you, good sir. Any exciting things happen after your graduation? How's mom and sis?" Aaron contemplated if he wanted to continue his trip down memory lane of the city. To think he its been a couple years since he hung out in this area...Who knows if he would even come back alive. He heard all about the casualties on the radio and the clips from movie theaters. Aaron knew what he was getting into, and trying to make what's left of the little time in the small city. Regardless, if he were to die, or not, his name would be added to the list of soldiers that town had produced since the founding. He waited for Jimmy to respond...


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Kenneth raised her hand to his lips, a half smile-tugging at his lips, his dark green eyes bright. She certainly was saucy. He wondered if, despite her dark good looks, there was some Irish in her genes that contributed to her sass. After all, his sisters certainly weren't quiet little lasses. He released her hand, then tossed down more whiskey.

"Darin' would be askin' you to accompany me to the farewell dance, Miss Smith." He remarked, that same slight smile playing at his lips.

Inwardly, he slapped himself. He was being much too bold and rude, and had probably bothered the poor girl. But another, unfamiliar part of him was fine with his boldness. Kenneth hadn't had a lady friend in a long, long time. He had to admit that on his last night in town (perhaps his very last), it would be nice to dance with a pretty girl.

"Forgive me again, for my manners." He added after a few moments. "I'm sure there's some other lucky lad you're waitin on, but maybe I'll be 'daring' enough to ask for a dance."

"You don't wanna mess with this one, Kenny boy!" Charlie chuckled.

Kenneth grimaced in response to the nickname, but assured the bartender his intentions were innocent. He was no scoundrel. The girl was fiesty indeed, but he admittedly found it attractive. Most women were much... subtler. He found himself drawn toward her eyes, which would surely scald him if he looked too long.

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✯ ✯ I’m a young soul in this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate
Finding trust and love is not is not always easy to make
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Geri blinked rapidly, confusion still evident on her face. She blushed redder still as Lucas jumped in to defend her. She felt so ashamed. The men were being cruel to her for some reason, and she was too inexperienced to notice. But at least there were some kinder recruits, if Lucas was any example. Cheeks still red, she switched immediately toward her most dazzling smile.

"Thank you so much sir." She said sincerely. "I'm afraid I'm not much used to such... well... whatever that was."

Geri Ann shrugged, cheeks still bright with embarrassment. Hopefully he didn't think she was airheaded. She didn't recognize him, which meant he was probably from what her father referred to as "lesser company". But he was far too sweet to be anything less than an equal as far as Geri Ann was considered. And he certainly was the most handsome man she'd met (though she might be a bit biased after his rescue of her).

"My name is Geri Ann Durand, and I'm so very pleased to meet you." the redhead added, delighted at the chance to meet a soldier that knew how to speak to a lady. "How shall I call you, Mister...?"


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                                                                  The woman - Geri - was by far the happiest person Lucas had ever met - and that was saying something since his best friend was quite the optimist. She had bright red hair, a color he wasn't used to seeing. This woman was decidedly better company than the last he had accidentally ran into.

                                                                  "Lucas Bryce, Ma'am. But Lucas'll do jus' fine." He gave her a large smile before glancing over at his shoulder to the still chuckling men. "An I wouldn' pay them no mind. Some men jus' don' know how'ta treat a woman."



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✯ ✯ I’m a young soul in this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate
Finding trust and love is not is not always easy to make
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"Well either way, you're my hero." Geri beamed. "Normally I don't think I'm much of a damsel in distress, but I appreciate it."

The redhead then glanced over at some of the men still giving her strange looks. She frowned, tilting her head to the side as she wondered what on earth the odd 'joke' could have meant. Geri Ann inched closer to Lucas, innocent hazel eyes widening. She stood on tiptoe so she could whisper in his ear.

"Lucas... do you know what that man meant by that inquiry?" She asked.

Geri Ann couldn't stand being left in the dark. Not knowing or understanding something frustrated her beyond belief. For years, books and learning had satisfied her curiosity. Now that she was out in the world, she realized how little she knew sometimes.


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                                                                  Lucas' smile dropped slightly as his mouth opened and closed several times. He didn't know how to tastefully explain just what the man had meant. In the back of his mind he couldn't help but think her innocence charming. It wasn't the faux stupidity that many women plastered on just to win his attention.

                                                                  "That's -ah- that's a hard question ta' answer." He scratched the back of his head. "I'm not tryin' ta' say ya can't handle it or nothin', I'm just sayin' that maybe this ain't the best place." He licked his lips and let out a humorless laugh. "How 'bout t'night you accompany me ta the farewell dance, Miss. Geri, an' I'll explain what'a jerk that guy is."




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✯ ✯ I’m a young soul in this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate
Finding trust and love is not is not always easy to make
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Geri frowned, about to protest, but immediately dropped it upon Lucas' suggestion. She let out an excited giggle, immediately covering her mouth with her hand. He would think her so silly for behaving like a little schoolgirl! But Geri Ann had never been invited to accompany a boy anywhere before, and the excitement was thrilling.

"As... your date?" She asked, batting her eyes excitedly. "I'd truly be honored, Mr... ah, Lucas. And please... just Geri or Geri Ann is fine, no Miss needed."

Butterflies danced in her subject. Dating and men were high on the list of things her parents had forbidden her whole life. This taste of freedom was so foreign, but... exhilarating. Geri's heart beat a little faster. Though she certainly didn't think going on a date with a kind man like Lucas Bryce was 'wrong'... it certainly wasn't something her parents would at all approve of. And somehow, that made her more thrilled still, instead of guilty.


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