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OOC:
Name: Derek Eugene Whited
Age: 21
Looks
Tattoos: Last name down left side
IC:
Sitting on the bench outside of her classroom had Derek Whited on nerves. He had survived a horrible attack while serving over in the Middle East. For days, thoughts of hearing his close friends scream until their final breath ran though his mind while walking across the desert to try to find help. He had been alone for two weeks falling in front of an US military base. Two weeks alone in the desert and all he thought about were those screams. That and the constant picture of the girl he left back home. The girl that he loved. The girl he was suppose to marry. Some time while wondering through the desert he thought that God wasn't being fair to him. He cursed at the sky and cursed at himself for leaving her behind. He vowed to himself that if he did make it safely, he would find her and make sure that he never left again.
After being treated for multiple wounds, having some psychological needs fixed, and being nourished back to full health.. It was time for him to go back home. Although Derek didn't know it, his family was told that he was KIA. Derek was ordered to a new position with the government located twenty minutes away from the college town that she was attending. His first stop would be to his parents just to let them know that he was indeed okay. And there he found out they had all been told that he died. Saying his goodbyes quickly, he knew he had to find her.
Once arriving on campus, he pulled out his cell phone, calling her parents. They didn't believe it was him at first, but broke down when he proved it. They told him what class she would be in, and that is where he was at now. He was more scared than that horrible time, and he didn't know how she would react.
Sitting on that bench, Derek thought about his life, and how lucky he had been. How lucky it was to find her, to fall in love with her. He had changed out of his Uni into a pair of beige cargo shorts, a school tshirt and donned some new tennis shoes. He looked like he belonged there. Once the class had starting letting out, he stood up. His eyes scanned the people walking out, his eyes catching on her. A small grin crept across his face, seeing how beautiful she looked, knowing he missed it. She began to walk away, when his voice finally came out. "Melinda Lawrence."
Name: Derek Eugene Whited
Age: 21
Looks
Tattoos: Last name down left side
IC:
Sitting on the bench outside of her classroom had Derek Whited on nerves. He had survived a horrible attack while serving over in the Middle East. For days, thoughts of hearing his close friends scream until their final breath ran though his mind while walking across the desert to try to find help. He had been alone for two weeks falling in front of an US military base. Two weeks alone in the desert and all he thought about were those screams. That and the constant picture of the girl he left back home. The girl that he loved. The girl he was suppose to marry. Some time while wondering through the desert he thought that God wasn't being fair to him. He cursed at the sky and cursed at himself for leaving her behind. He vowed to himself that if he did make it safely, he would find her and make sure that he never left again.
After being treated for multiple wounds, having some psychological needs fixed, and being nourished back to full health.. It was time for him to go back home. Although Derek didn't know it, his family was told that he was KIA. Derek was ordered to a new position with the government located twenty minutes away from the college town that she was attending. His first stop would be to his parents just to let them know that he was indeed okay. And there he found out they had all been told that he died. Saying his goodbyes quickly, he knew he had to find her.
Once arriving on campus, he pulled out his cell phone, calling her parents. They didn't believe it was him at first, but broke down when he proved it. They told him what class she would be in, and that is where he was at now. He was more scared than that horrible time, and he didn't know how she would react.
Sitting on that bench, Derek thought about his life, and how lucky he had been. How lucky it was to find her, to fall in love with her. He had changed out of his Uni into a pair of beige cargo shorts, a school tshirt and donned some new tennis shoes. He looked like he belonged there. Once the class had starting letting out, he stood up. His eyes scanned the people walking out, his eyes catching on her. A small grin crept across his face, seeing how beautiful she looked, knowing he missed it. She began to walk away, when his voice finally came out. "Melinda Lawrence."