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I'm curious if there is anyone on here, who can help me write a military story? Basically I wanted to do it as part of a do over. James joins the military, going from boot camp all the way up. Anyone interested? I want to go through the whole thing, from signing up, to boot camp, to training, to battle. Thoughts!?
He is tall for a pirate.
Standing at nearly six foot tall with shoulder length dirty blond hair, with bangs around his face and eyes so strikingly blue they almost seemed to glint like sapphire. His chest however looked ravaged with a kind of tattooing of past battles; there were lacerations that remained from previous conflicts. This, in itself, told a story, as there were scars from knife fights, bullet wounds from gunfights, and even what might look like an animal bite of some kind.
He wore a traditional pirate's tricorn hat, dark trousers, boots with knives in and a belt around his waist. His top was almost anticlimactic, a simple shirt barely covering his muscular chest.
He wore over that a long dark trench coat, on the back white skull and crossbones emblazoned on it, telling all who saw it that there was no mistaking what his occupation was. His right hand had a hidden blade attached to it, always sharp and oiled and ready to spring into attack at a moments notice.
To those of you who work with care, who work on the front line, in the kitchens and the hospitals. To those of who you have to sweep and mop floors, to those of you who are doctors, nurses and kitchen staff.
I salute you.
V8.
This is the time of great heroism, where we all must make a sacrifice for our countries. May you catch the sun and rise to Valhalla all shiny and chrome.
See you all on the flip side.
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