Ghosts From The Past (TCB Only!)

[Syndikat]

Charlotte laughs and puts her clothes back on.

After she dresses Kuro pulls her into a hug. "Let's hope for the best."

[Communist Volkstrad]

The USP agrees.

A lone Soyuza soldier makes her way over to the Volkstradi lines. Tall, with brunette hair and a thin but strong body, she seems the stereotype of a Soyuza, her face seeming warm but stern at the same time. She says hello in Romanian.

Many of the soldiers, mostly those from Patrientul or Zelyazko, great her with relative warmth and open arms. Their replies often come out sounding deeper and more mechanical, as many are wearing their helmets and gas masks. One group of soldiers invites her over to join them, who are situated around a fire.

OOC: For you, USP.

[Union of Socialist Puterrepubliks]

Charlotte laughs and puts her clothes back on.

After she dresses Kuro pulls her into a hug. "Let's hope for the best."

Charlotte hugs him back. "Eh, they won't care."

[Communist Volkstrad]

"Sure. I didn't get to see much of it, so lets head out. I'll need to go do something about my hair and get my boots from your room.

"Ok, I'll get my stuff, and then meet you in the front. Make sure to put on sunscreen."

"Definitely."
Sofi heads up-stairs, runs a brush through her hair, puts on her boots, sunscreen, and some sunglasses. She puts on her jacket, but leaves it open and rolls up the sleeves. She then heads out front and waits for Chun.

[Syndikat]

Charlotte hugs him back. "Eh, they won't care."

"Let's go." Kuro opens his door, and heads downstairs and into the kitchen.
Clara: "Good morning you two. You both sleep okay?"

[Togeria]

He leads her to a door, and opens it, white light engulfing them both.

Kat gasps and closes her eyes.

She appears in a land looking like Jinn. The land scared as artillery hits everything, soldiers falling like ants. The color of red decorates the land as bodies litter the field, the knock back of such attacks so vicious soldiers seem to be impaled in branches, faces slammed against rocks. Still the soldiers charge on both sides, the a uneasy gravity keeping them there, both knowing only one can stay. Bullets fly so fast you'd think it transcended into light, it is only until clashes with chest, head, neck of its victim, blood spurting out, life draining do you see how the once peaceful sparkle of light burned through the still image known as man. Men on both sides revert to using anything as cover, rocks, trees, bodies of their fallen comrades, a field of once unimaginable beauty transformed into a hell of unimaginable horrors.

It is here a the blood forms into a road at Eka's feet, calling her, pleading she follows.

CHUN: She goes upstairs does her hair, puts on some comfortable cloths, brushes her teeth, puts on some sandles, gets a baseball cap and heads to meet Sofi.

[Union of Socialist Puterrepubliks]

Charlotte hugs him back. "Eh, they won't care."

"Let's go." Kuro opens his door, and heads downstairs and into the kitchen.
Clara: "Good morning you two. You both sleep okay?"

"Yeah, it was nice and platonic."

[Communist Volkstrad]

Kat gasps and closes her eyes.

She appears in a land looking like Jinn. The land scared as artillery hits everything, soldiers falling like ants. The color of red decorates the land as bodies litter the field, the knock back of such attacks so vicious soldiers seem to be impaled in branches, faces slammed against rocks. Still the soldiers charge on both sides, the a uneasy gravity keeping them there, both knowing only one can stay. Bullets fly so fast you'd think it transcended into light, it is only until clashes with chest, head, neck of its victim, blood spurting out, life draining do you see how the once peaceful sparkle of light burned through the still image known as man. Men on both sides revert to using anything as cover, rocks, trees, bodies of their fallen comrades, a field of once unimaginable beauty transformed into a hell of unimaginable horrors.

It is here a the blood forms into a road at Eka's feet, calling her, pleading she follows.

CHUN: She goes upstairs does her hair, puts on some comfortable cloths, brushes her teeth, puts on some sandles, gets a baseball cap and heads to meet Sofi.

"So, you ready?"

[Togeria]

She appears in a land looking like Jinn. The land scared as artillery hits everything, soldiers falling like ants. The color of red decorates the land as bodies litter the field, the knock back of such attacks so vicious soldiers seem to be impaled in branches, faces slammed against rocks. Still the soldiers charge on both sides, the a uneasy gravity keeping them there, both knowing only one can stay. Bullets fly so fast you'd think it transcended into light, it is only until clashes with chest, head, neck of its victim, blood spurting out, life draining do you see how the once peaceful sparkle of light burned through the still image known as man. Men on both sides revert to using anything as cover, rocks, trees, bodies of their fallen comrades, a field of once unimaginable beauty transformed into a hell of unimaginable horrors.

It is here a the blood forms into a road at Eka's feet, calling her, pleading she follows.

CHUN: She goes upstairs does her hair, puts on some comfortable cloths, brushes her teeth, puts on some sandles, gets a baseball cap and heads to meet Sofi.

"So, you ready?"

"Yeah you?"

[Communist Volkstrad]

"So, you ready?"

"Yeah you?"

"Yep, let's go."

[Union of Socialist Puterrepubliks]

Kat gasps and closes her eyes.

She appears in a land looking like Jinn. The land scared as artillery hits everything, soldiers falling like ants. The color of red decorates the land as bodies litter the field, the knock back of such attacks so vicious soldiers seem to be impaled in branches, faces slammed against rocks. Still the soldiers charge on both sides, the a uneasy gravity keeping them there, both knowing only one can stay. Bullets fly so fast you'd think it transcended into light, it is only until clashes with chest, head, neck of its victim, blood spurting out, life draining do you see how the once peaceful sparkle of light burned through the still image known as man. Men on both sides revert to using anything as cover, rocks, trees, bodies of their fallen comrades, a field of once unimaginable beauty transformed into a hell of unimaginable horrors.

It is here a the blood forms into a road at Eka's feet, calling her, pleading she follows.

CHUN: She goes upstairs does her hair, puts on some comfortable cloths, brushes her teeth, puts on some sandles, gets a baseball cap and heads to meet Sofi.

Kat forces the empathetic side of her mind to take the backstage, but fights the urge to throw up and she steps down the road.

[Syndikat]

"Yeah, it was nice and platonic."

Kuro: "Yeah she slept on the floor, I slept on my bed."
Clara: "Want some breakfast? Toasted baguette and coffee."

[Togeria]

"Yeah you?"

"Yep, let's go."

"Ok." She said, leading her on to the main road to the city. "If it gets too hot, just tell me."

[Union of Socialist Puterrepubliks]

"Yeah, it was nice and platonic."

Kuro: "Yeah she slept on the floor, I slept on my bed."
Clara: "Want some breakfast? Toasted baguette and coffee."

"Yes please, I adore your cooking Mrs. Bruneau."

[Togeria]

She appears in a land looking like Jinn. The land scared as artillery hits everything, soldiers falling like ants. The color of red decorates the land as bodies litter the field, the knock back of such attacks so vicious soldiers seem to be impaled in branches, faces slammed against rocks. Still the soldiers charge on both sides, the a uneasy gravity keeping them there, both knowing only one can stay. Bullets fly so fast you'd think it transcended into light, it is only until clashes with chest, head, neck of its victim, blood spurting out, life draining do you see how the once peaceful sparkle of light burned through the still image known as man. Men on both sides revert to using anything as cover, rocks, trees, bodies of their fallen comrades, a field of once unimaginable beauty transformed into a hell of unimaginable horrors.

It is here a the blood forms into a road at Eka's feet, calling her, pleading she follows.

CHUN: She goes upstairs does her hair, puts on some comfortable cloths, brushes her teeth, puts on some sandles, gets a baseball cap and heads to meet Sofi.

Kat forces the empathetic side of her mind to take the backstage, but fights the urge to throw up and she steps down the road.

The road leads to a horrid scene. The soldiers so desperate for victory they started digging in, throwing bodies around, trying to find someway to stop this beast coming from them. There the young boy sits, being forced to help dig the trenches, scolded, pushed, hit to do so. Tears run down his face, the splinters digging deep into his skin, his shoes providing no protection from the muddy ground. He coughs, cold, hungry his pleas answered with meager portions of the rations. Hope lost from his eyes, as he digs, digs, and digs more, forced to know this is his fate.

[Syndikat]

"Yes please, I adore your cooking Mrs. Bruneau."

Clara leaves for a moment, returning with two plates of toasted baguette, and two empty mugs. A couple jars of jam lay on the table, as well as a pot of coffee.

[Union of Socialist Puterrepubliks]

Kat forces the empathetic side of her mind to take the backstage, but fights the urge to throw up and she steps down the road.

The road leads to a horrid scene. The soldiers so desperate for victory they started digging in, throwing bodies around, trying to find someway to stop this beast coming from them. There the young boy sits, being forced to help dig the trenches, scolded, pushed, hit to do so. Tears run down his face, the splinters digging deep into his skin, his shoes providing no protection from the muddy ground. He coughs, cold, hungry his pleas answered with meager portions of the rations. Hope lost from his eyes, as he digs, digs, and digs more, forced to know this is his fate.

Kat loses her composure, and tears streak down her cheeks. She runs towards the boy, shrieking with a mix of anger and horror.

[Union of Socialist Puterrepubliks]

"Yes please, I adore your cooking Mrs. Bruneau."

Clara leaves for a moment, returning with two plates of toasted baguette, and two empty mugs. A couple jars of jam lay on the table, as well as a pot of coffee.

Charlotte starts nibbling at her baguette, taking sips of coffee in between bites.

[Syndikat]

Charlotte starts nibbling at her baguette, taking sips of coffee in between bites.

Kuro spreads some apple jam onto his toast, and starts eating sipping at his coffee between bites, much like Charlotte.

[Togeria]

The road leads to a horrid scene. The soldiers so desperate for victory they started digging in, throwing bodies around, trying to find someway to stop this beast coming from them. There the young boy sits, being forced to help dig the trenches, scolded, pushed, hit to do so. Tears run down his face, the splinters digging deep into his skin, his shoes providing no protection from the muddy ground. He coughs, cold, hungry his pleas answered with meager portions of the rations. Hope lost from his eyes, as he digs, digs, and digs more, forced to know this is his fate.

Kat loses her composure, and tears streak down her cheeks. She runs towards the boy, shrieking with a mix of anger and horror.

The day turns to night, as the boy keeps digging, a hole he feels he soon may decorate. At that moment moment the sky lights, up the otherside calling in a barrage to decorate the sky in white light to rival the sun. He looks mesmerized by the light, and then looks in fear as seemingly they head toward him. The solders become frantic preparing anything to be used as cover, now matter how futile their efforts are.

[Union of Socialist Puterrepubliks]

Charlotte starts nibbling at her baguette, taking sips of coffee in between bites.

Kuro spreads some apple jam onto his toast, and starts eating sipping at his coffee between bites, much like Charlotte.

Charlotte offers him a bite of her own baguette.

[Union of Socialist Puterrepubliks]

Kat loses her composure, and tears streak down her cheeks. She runs towards the boy, shrieking with a mix of anger and horror.

The day turns to night, as the boy keeps digging, a hole he feels he soon may decorate. At that moment moment the sky lights, up the otherside calling in a barrage to decorate the sky in white light to rival the sun. He looks mesmerized by the light, and then looks in fear as seemingly they head toward him. The solders become frantic preparing anything to be used as cover, now matter how futile their efforts are.

Kat closes her eyes, unable to watch.

[Syndikat]

Charlotte offers him a bite of her own baguette.

Kuro smiles, biting into her baguette. In return, he offers her a bite of his.

[Communist Volkstrad]

Many of the soldiers, mostly those from Patrientul or Zelyazko, great her with relative warmth and open arms. Their replies often come out sounding deeper and more mechanical, as many are wearing their helmets and gas masks.
One group of soldiers invites her over to join them, who are situated around a fire.

The woman goes over. "Greetings. I'm comrade Nikola Belanova, you can address me as comrade Nikola, comrade Belanova, or some combination thereof."

Four Volkstradi soldiers sit there. One wears his helmet, gas mask, and over-mask(Kind of a cloth mask worn over the gas mask), who says in the mechanical voice overlay of the mask with a Serbian accent "I'm Vlasic. First name doesn't matter. I'm called 'Kapriz' by the rest of these lot". The others have their helmets on the ground and their gas masks on their belts. One next to Kapriz goes after him, who wears a Ushanka and the over-mask, speaking with a Bulgarian accent "Krastyo Hristov". The next one, the only woman in the group goes next, who speaks with a Hungarian accent "Kata Prohaska, nice to meet you". The last one, a taller man with a beard goes, speaking with a Czech accent "Dvorak, Aleksandr Dvorak".

[Communist Volkstrad]

"Yep, let's go."

"Ok." She said, leading her on to the main road to the city. "If it gets too hot, just tell me."

"Alright."
Sofi follows her, appearing uncomfortable with the current temperature but tolerating it.