"Can we blame them, they've had some hard years." Tom said back to her, feeling her hand squeeze against his arm and holding her a little tighter against him. The towns folk did look depressed, their clothes greying and sewed with patches, but when one looked closer, they didn't look hopeless. Somewhere in their faces, their posture, they still stood tall, sure of better times even if life right then was to be depressed about. The little restaurant they eventually found was a nice contrast to the street outside.
"As usual." Tom looked at Anna, beginning to chuckle. "Oh, you meant the restaurant? Yeah, I don't see a reason not to. On both things." He said just as softly to her, pulling her into a kiss. For one of few times these days, he felt happy and without a care. Well, perhaps except for the bill he'd have to pay afterwards.
Tom opened the door for Anna to go inside, and followed her shortly after when they were led to a table. The restaurant was full of people, some from the town itself and others from the army base they both were stationed at. Like the gentleman he'd never have the opportunity to be, he pulled out the chair for his soon-to-be fiancée for her to sit down. "Am I doing a good job at this? Back home I never had a lovely woman to treat like this."
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Tom turned around in the direction of the familiar of Anna, smiling from ear to ear even before he could lay his eye on her, always a joy hearing her lovely voice. What he hadn't expected was how beautiful she was today, the kind of woman untouched by war and the horrors of this world, especially her long curly hair. He had never seen her like this, never as the woman she hid underneath her façade of a man.
He didn't have much time to react before she launched herself into his arms, wrapping her own around him and kissing him deeply, Tom kissing her back, something he'd missed for so long. As they broke the kiss, Tom just looked Anna into her eyes and smiled, feeling truly happy. "I've miss you too, beautiful." He whispered, squeezing her tightly, perhaps a little too tight for her slender figure, but he didn't think about it right now. "I got the rest of the day off-duty, they seem to think I'm exhausted and need some space." Tom chuckled, finally giving in on Anna's weight and placing her back on the ground, the two of them not too different in height. "All I need is you though. That, and something different from the canteen dishes we always get. So, restaurant for two tonight, Anna?"
Late May 1944,
Somewhere in south-east England,
An American military camp.
Rain had begun to pour down on the tents and barracks that filled the military base, home to a couple hundred American soldiers, far away from their real home. If there were two things they had learned over the course of the past months, it'd be that firstly England was a country based around the pubs and raining, nothing more and nothing less, and secondly they missed American cigarettes dearly. Because of rationing, British smokes could barely be called that, and tasted only paper and grass, which it technically was.
Tom, or Corporal Thomas Jenkins as he was formally known as by the higher ranking circles of the military, didn't mind the rain there he walked out of camp. His time on Guadalcanal had taught him what real rain was, and this was a pleasant drizzle in comparison. His unit agreed with him, and of course, Anna. The love of his life, his closest friend and his to-be wife once the war ended, had already went into town for reasons unknown to anyone but the two of them. Safe to say, it was a reason Tom's steps were faster and longer than they usually were for just a normal stroll into town.
Trucks and bicycles drove past him as he walked into the town, giving away how big the presence of military men was in the area. He finally made his way to the town square where he was told to wait for Anna, but not exactly when or as who. It was either Anna or Andrew, and the past days Andrew had been much more frequently around than Anna who he missed dearly. The rain slowly began to stop falling, and the sun shined from behind the clouds, signalling that it might be a good day after all.
And here we are, finally an OOC! Going to work on the IC post straight away!
Hey, interested in doing a humanXspecies(Alien, Neko or Anthro) RP? Pm me?
Rudolf chuckled along Victoria as she revealed more and more of herself, taking off her weaponry and showing her ever slender figure to the two men, him and Hans. He was the luckiest man on Earth, he thought to himself as he gave a quick look to Hans and a quick nod to him, knowing he would understand what he meant. He proceeded the same way as Victoria, taking off his gear, placing his weapons in their respective places, and heading after Victoria for some well earned "privacy". Right now he was the happiest man on Earth, certainly inside that U-boat. Jakob on the other hand was far from being in the same mood.
Jakob sat on his bed on the opposite side of Felix, fiddling with what appeared to be a small piece of metal, or to be precise, a coin. He did hear every word that came from Felix's lips, the story of how his father had served the German Kaiser, mistreated by the communists and wished for the Nazis to set things straight as he so said. The coin was flipped up into the air, and landed perfectly in Jakob's hand, going up and down as Felix continued, until his hand squeezed the coin firmly into his fist. "My father is still alive, old but still working back home on that farm. Never fought in the army, you know, we never had a reason to join, both you and the British paid well for our products. His brother though, well, he was a sailor at a merchant ship. Torpedoed outside of Scotland 1918. I guess that was why my father never was fond of a military career, didn't want his son to come home in a coffin, or like his brother, lost at see to this day." Jakob said, beginning to chuckle a little before continued and looked at Felix. "But you already know how that worked out; joined the Finns against the Russians '39, came back home to occupation, arrested and then released. Then I was _recommended_ to the Norwegian Legion, fought on the Eastern Front, and ended up with you. I always enjoyed fighting the enemy, the communists, they wanted nothing more than death and destruction to our society...I only wanted to protect my country, my home, and my family..."
Jakob opened his hand and looked down at the coin again, reading the text on it, and looking briefly at the German flag nicely hung up behind Felix. "Empires do fall though, eventually..." His words surely couldn't be heard clearly, especially as both Victoria and Rudolf came into the room just to interrupt him. Without them noticing, or so he thought and hoped himself, he slipped the coin back into his pocket, thinking about what it said: _"Alt for Norge, 1814-1914. Olav VII. Norges Konge"_
"You got some punch in you after all, Victoria. We could use more women like you who know how to take care of themselves, and perhaps this world would be a little more better. Or not."
I assume the lack of posts are due to the migration of the Guild?
Alexios had taken a couple more shots at the descending so called "Green Devils", when his superior officer Hedger showed, complimenting him and his rifle. "Thank you, Sir. My rifle is very good, follow me since 1912. Austrian weapon, but still serve Greece proudly." Was his first response to the officer, though the Englishman wasn't there to compliment him. The fact that he said Alexios could be a hero of Greece, and it was only appropriate that the Greeks went on the offensive rather than the British forces, would have alone been to convince the Greek veteran to get a move on. "Yes Sir! We will take fight to the Germans, chase them into their little hole."
Dimitri had gone up to him and requested his Bren back, which Alexios gladly accepted, handing the young Greek his weapon, before turning to the rest of his section. "You heard the Britishman, we shall take the fight to the Germans! For far too long, the fascists have pushed us back, taking our land and raping all we hold dear. I say, no more! Let us join our British comrades, and show the Germans what it's like to be pushed. And this time, we will push them to the sea! Men, take your weapons, and follow me!"
And like that, two-thirds of Hedger's flank were on the counter-offensive. Alexios ran just in front of his section, as they climbed over their defences and headed in the same direction of the British, or Australian counter-attack according to Hedger. But just ahead, they already met resistance; His young Greek trooper, Dimitri, found the enemy before they could find him, but in a matter of second, was under fire himself. Alexios dropped on his stomach a few meters next to Dimitri, alongside several other Greek troops, firing back at the German paratroopers with their rifles as they only weapons, or so Alexios himself thought. The rifles did well to give Dimitri the cover he needed, precise and constantly buzzing the Germans ears. "Keep firing, suppress them!" They kept on firing as the rest of his Greek section followed shortly after, adding more men into the fray. Alexios pulled up and back the bolt of his Steyr-Mannlicher, ejecting the round before pushing another round into the chamber. The Germans were few and scattered, but through his scope, he still saw Germans marked for his bullets.
The German paratroopers with only their Lugers and occasional MP40's and Kar98k's posed a stiff, but short resistance, who managed to get one of his men. The sound of small-arms fire was cut short though as the familiar sound of a fully fledged machine gun opened fire. Alexios pushed his face to the ground as he first thought it was German, but the sound came just left of him, from one of his own soldiers. "Pavlos, I didn't order that machine gun to follow, it's too heavy!" Alexios shouted at the soldier, who gave him a brief look of confusion before resuming fire at the Germans. -"But you said to take all our weapons, you didn't specify which ones." The soldiers replied, and though Alexios sighed over the fact that it had been carried all the way, the firepower of the machine gun proved to be of good help, so he didn't say anything else about it.
"Dimitri, keep the pressure on the Germans. I will go find the Australian in charge of the counter-attack." Alexios shouted to him, ejecting the last round from his rifle and pressing down a handful of rounds into the chamber, before taking off. On their left, he could hear more gunfire, and as he run closer between the bushes and olives trees, heard an English voice. "Are you Australian officer in charge of this? Sergeant Stathon, I lead the Greeks on your right. What is situation, we push further?"
Dimitri had gone up to him and requested his Bren back, which Alexios gladly accepted, handing the young Greek his weapon, before turning to the rest of his section. "You heard the Britishman, we shall take the fight to the Germans! For far too long, the fascists have pushed us back, taking our land and raping all we hold dear. I say, no more! Let us join our British comrades, and show the Germans what it's like to be pushed. And this time, we will push them to the sea! Men, take your weapons, and follow me!"
And like that, two-thirds of Hedger's flank were on the counter-offensive. Alexios ran just in front of his section, as they climbed over their defences and headed in the same direction of the British, or Australian counter-attack according to Hedger. But just ahead, they already met resistance; His young Greek trooper, Dimitri, found the enemy before they could find him, but in a matter of second, was under fire himself. Alexios dropped on his stomach a few meters next to Dimitri, alongside several other Greek troops, firing back at the German paratroopers with their rifles as they only weapons, or so Alexios himself thought. The rifles did well to give Dimitri the cover he needed, precise and constantly buzzing the Germans ears. "Keep firing, suppress them!" They kept on firing as the rest of his Greek section followed shortly after, adding more men into the fray. Alexios pulled up and back the bolt of his Steyr-Mannlicher, ejecting the round before pushing another round into the chamber. The Germans were few and scattered, but through his scope, he still saw Germans marked for his bullets.
The German paratroopers with only their Lugers and occasional MP40's and Kar98k's posed a stiff, but short resistance, who managed to get one of his men. The sound of small-arms fire was cut short though as the familiar sound of a fully fledged machine gun opened fire. Alexios pushed his face to the ground as he first thought it was German, but the sound came just left of him, from one of his own soldiers. "Pavlos, I didn't order that machine gun to follow, it's too heavy!" Alexios shouted at the soldier, who gave him a brief look of confusion before resuming fire at the Germans. -"But you said to take all our weapons, you didn't specify which ones." The soldiers replied, and though Alexios sighed over the fact that it had been carried all the way, the firepower of the machine gun proved to be of good help, so he didn't say anything else about it.
"Dimitri, keep the pressure on the Germans. I will go find the Australian in charge of the counter-attack." Alexios shouted to him, ejecting the last round from his rifle and pressing down a handful of rounds into the chamber, before taking off. On their left, he could hear more gunfire, and as he run closer between the bushes and olives trees, heard an English voice. "Are you Australian officer in charge of this? Sergeant Stathon, I lead the Greeks on your right. What is situation, we push further?"
Goats are always an interesting addition. Will they be screaming and annoying the rest of us?
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