Re: The Hardest Button to Button
Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2018 5:49 am
Rick felt Laeil's weight leave him, and the pain of the torrent of slices stopped, but the pain from his wounds continued. Blackness, everything was swimming, and he knew it was over. He was surprised he wasn't dead yet, but through the blackness he made out Dacey, coming to his rescue.
Rick gave the best smile he could at the girl, as he hung on to every word she spoke. He knew they would be the last he heard.
"T-This is a real stupid t-thing to say. B-But I think I was falling for you. B-Bonnie and C-Clyde right? T-That might have been c-closer to the mark than y-you t-thought."
"We...were....sure a hell of...a team huh?....shame...it has to...end...now...Bonnie and Clyde...have...nothing on us."
Rick tried to laugh, only resulting in him coughing up more blood.
"Y-You're a fucking hero, you got t-that? The M-marines would have been proud to h-have you"
Rick didn't know what he would do without Dacey. She knew how to say all the right things. Inwardly, he smiled, and he saw her salute him. Rick struggled and raised his right arm, and despite the pain, gave his partner, Dacey, a shaky salute back.
"Be...safe...I'll be...looking out for you up there...I promise...Semper Fi..."
Rick's eyes closed, and he lay still, blackness finally taking over.
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"Why do you want to become a marine?"
Rick looked at the recruiting officer, unsure of what to say. There were many reasons he wanted to join the marines. He grew up just knowing that the military was where he was going to end up. Though what one, overlying reason was it that compelled Rick Holeman to join the marines. To join up with men and women who put their lives on the line every day to protect America.
"I want to become a marine because I want to protect people. This country means everything, not just to me, but to the millions of people who live here. It goes beyond the country, I want to serve with people who I can relate to. I want...well honestly I want to kick some terrorist ass."
The recruiter smiled and shuffled some papers.
"Well Rick, I think you have what it takes to become a marine. You're JROTC record is outstanding, you've attended many functions and I can tell you that you'll go through many more here in your senior year. All you have to do is sign your name here. You'll be making a commitment to head out to officer candidate school. You'll become an officer in the United States Marines. Is that a commitment you're ready to make?"
Rick didn't even have to think about it.
The answer was yes.
Grabbing the pen, Rick Holeman signed his name.
Rick Holeman
"Thank you Rick. Good luck with the rest of your senior year."
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BOY NUMBER 119, RICK HOLEMAN -- DEAD
25 STUDENTS REMAIN
Rick gave the best smile he could at the girl, as he hung on to every word she spoke. He knew they would be the last he heard.
"T-This is a real stupid t-thing to say. B-But I think I was falling for you. B-Bonnie and C-Clyde right? T-That might have been c-closer to the mark than y-you t-thought."
"We...were....sure a hell of...a team huh?....shame...it has to...end...now...Bonnie and Clyde...have...nothing on us."
Rick tried to laugh, only resulting in him coughing up more blood.
"Y-You're a fucking hero, you got t-that? The M-marines would have been proud to h-have you"
Rick didn't know what he would do without Dacey. She knew how to say all the right things. Inwardly, he smiled, and he saw her salute him. Rick struggled and raised his right arm, and despite the pain, gave his partner, Dacey, a shaky salute back.
"Be...safe...I'll be...looking out for you up there...I promise...Semper Fi..."
Rick's eyes closed, and he lay still, blackness finally taking over.
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"Why do you want to become a marine?"
Rick looked at the recruiting officer, unsure of what to say. There were many reasons he wanted to join the marines. He grew up just knowing that the military was where he was going to end up. Though what one, overlying reason was it that compelled Rick Holeman to join the marines. To join up with men and women who put their lives on the line every day to protect America.
"I want to become a marine because I want to protect people. This country means everything, not just to me, but to the millions of people who live here. It goes beyond the country, I want to serve with people who I can relate to. I want...well honestly I want to kick some terrorist ass."
The recruiter smiled and shuffled some papers.
"Well Rick, I think you have what it takes to become a marine. You're JROTC record is outstanding, you've attended many functions and I can tell you that you'll go through many more here in your senior year. All you have to do is sign your name here. You'll be making a commitment to head out to officer candidate school. You'll become an officer in the United States Marines. Is that a commitment you're ready to make?"
Rick didn't even have to think about it.
The answer was yes.
Grabbing the pen, Rick Holeman signed his name.
Rick Holeman
"Thank you Rick. Good luck with the rest of your senior year."
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BOY NUMBER 119, RICK HOLEMAN -- DEAD
25 STUDENTS REMAIN