Finding Home ( Closed To Officers Only )

[Cpt. John Walters]

OOC: Just to let you all know, this is a thread for Officers ONLY! No NCO's.[/size]

BIC: " It was great to finally meet home. A place where you could actually eat, sleep and relax for once. Being in the battlefield for so long is very challenging. " Walters said this to himself as he stepped out of the Jeep as he waived to the driver. As he looked down the long narrow road, John could see that he was in the right place. Men marched by in column of groups, Men saluted as they walked by an officer. Soon enough, the flag was raised, 2 to be exact. The United States Of America, and The 101st Airborne Divisonal Flag. John stiffened up and saluted for a sign of respect. As the flag reached the top, John relaxed and headed on his way. Looking around cautiously, John looked for his tent number that should be marked, Officer Tent #3. It took a while to find it, it seemed that the officers barracks was in the middle of the base, near Hq.

About 10 minutes of searching, John Walters finally reached his destination, Officer Tent #3. As he approached the door, he could see that the tent had been abandon. No one there at all. As he looked around, he had found his bed and started to unpack. One by one, John placed each item into his locker. As he did so, John said the item in his mind. " Hygeine Kit, Polishing kit, Dress Uniform, Parade Boots... " Then he thought to himself, " This is gonna take a while.

[Cpt. John Walters]

OOC: Im Sorry I Have Taken So Long, I Really Do Apologise.[/size]

BIC: The smell of the dirty sweat rag, burst into his nose as he place it into his pocket. As he turned around he continued to place his belongings into his locker. Soon enough, John grab something from his bag. As he placed his fingertips on the smoth peice of paper, he could feel the ink looped, curved and even straight. When he pulled out his paper he see that it was a letter from home. The letter had said...

Dear John,

Its been a long time since we have seen you. Hell, we havent seen you since you enlisted. We hope that you have been okay, travelling from one place to another. Have you made any friends? Wait, why would we ask that, you probably have met a ton of people.

So how is it out there, scary, frightning anything? Have you been wounded at all, are you ok? We got your letter from before, we have kept it ever since you sent it. Even the ones you wrote in basic. We just hope your ok.

Well your probably wondering how we all are doing. Your father has been just living out his life, hopeing you are ok. Your mother, well she got a job. She is working in a flower shop, its a great place infact. Well with me, im still sitting at home waiting for you to come back with me. I cant wait untill the war is over.

Love,

Mary Walters


As he finished reading the letter, a little bit of liquid started to combine in his eye. The letter had touched his heart. He couldnt wait until the war was over. As he folded the letter up, he placed it into his locker were his other important things were. All of a sudden, a man had walked into the room. It seemd it had been a new roomate, the man had carried all his bolongings, just like John. As he looked back to his stuff, the man said ''Hey! 2nd Lieutenant Theodore Jones..Nice to meet you and you are? ".
" Im Captain John Walters, and its a pleasure to meet you ". As John said this he placed his hand out, expecting a handshake in return.