DulcetFlux & creativemind [WWII]

[creativemind]

"Well there wasn't much work for me back at home. My daddy was in the service so its just a good career for me. I'll be a lifer if I make it out of all this mess.", he glanced away a moment then back to her as he spoke. "It's tough choices but I wouldn't have 'em any other way. I don't think I'd be prepared to make some of the choices you've made. I like my little sip of the moonshine now and again", he lowered his voice to almost a whisper as he winked to let her know it was a secret between them.

 

[DulcetFlux]

"Who says we never get a sneak of brandy every now and then? Communion wine is pretty potent too," she said jokingly, laughing lightly. "Well, I'm glad you have no regrets... If I could change things, I honestly would never have left my old life..." Her thoughts wandered to Versailles and Paris where she was safe at home. "But if I never did, I wouls never have had the privilege to have met you."

 

[creativemind]

"You're not supposed to do that well at least I don't think you are I have no idea. I'm baptist.", he smiled at her talking in a hushed tone. "Yeah...what's your old life?", he asked curiously as his blue eyes glanced toward her green eyes. His eyes connected for a moment showing more of a normal man than the beaten case when he first arrived. "It's been quite a pleasure to meet you."

 

[DulcetFlux]

"My old life?" She thought for a while. She remembered d her lazy, stuffy dwys with her family when her life simply revolved around her homeschooling and travelling wherever her father went. It was a noble job, of course, for her father to be head of the monarchy but it was tiresome and unfulfilling for her. "It was unremarkable."

 

[creativemind]

He looked at her curiously as she spoke. He thought as she spoke about what her life before this was like and what she looked like outside of a habit. He shook his head a little bringing himself back to reality. "I wouldn't say that so much as I just needed something with a steady income and keep me on my toes.", he spoke as he shifted a little in the bed. He was not accustomed to sitting still so much at all.

 

[DulcetFlux]

"What would you have been without the military? Would you hav lived on a farm? Run a shop?" She wondered for a while, trying to imagine Sergeant Mitchell in other places aside from thw battlefield but he seemed most fitting there.

 

[creativemind]

"Well probably. I got a little house garden at home. Well I did I'm sure it's all grown over now if they haven't taken care of it but that's for me to eat...and my family. I worked on cars now and then but its not a steady income that's for sure.", he nodded. He shifted a little looking toward her more. His eyes studying her a moment in their silence.

 

[DulcetFlux]

After a while she smiled. "I imagine you with a hoe and cabbages and it seems so domestic of you," she chuckles. "But very becoming. Although the uniform will always have it's appeal..." She quickly clapped a hand over her mouth and laughed uneasily.

 

[creativemind]

He laughed along with her although the comment coming from someone like her was odd for him. "Right, well that's a work kinda of thing. Other than that you'll find me in a pair of overalls.", he smiled a little as he found himself trying to charm her but he couldn't figure out why.

 

[DulcetFlux]

"I think a big burly man lile you would look quite silly in overalls," she chuckles and thinks about her own home. She thought it unfair for hom to have told her so much while she still remained secretive about her own past. But it wasn't her secret to tell, although it was her identity. It was the one thing she promised her father in order to keep herself safe.

 

[creativemind]

He face blushed a little to think that was the majority of his civilian clothes in his closet back at home. "You think so?", he smiled a little as the tips of his ears flushed red. "I got a number of pair at home. They're about as comfortable as anything.", he admitted to her that not only did he own them he enjoyed wearing them. "I've got a set of church clothes and a funeral suit that's about all.", he laughed a little rolling his eyes toward her smiling.

 

[DulcetFlux]

"At least you're allowed the variation," she smiled, gesturing at her habit. "Sometimes, I look at the people who go to church and miss my clothes and the life I used to live before... I miss my family and my brothers..." She thought of her three elder brothers, only one of whom was allowed to fight in the war.

 

[creativemind]

"But you'd prefer this to your old life? Seems like your contemplating there.", he spoke to her softly keeping their conversations private. "I've got some variation...yes..I've got a new outfit here too. These snazzy things.", he laughed a little gesturing toward his plain white cotton pajamas. He turned on his side a little propping his head in his hand looking at her.

 

[DulcetFlux]

She felt like it would be alright to confide in him. He seemed to be a trustworthy man and they had grown into good friends over the last few weeks. "I have my doubts many times... I've written my letter to Mother Superior for dropping out of the convent... Just in case my doubts get the better of me. I know it would be breaking a vow but I'd rather break it completely than sin while in the service."

 

[creativemind]

"Well I suppose that's the most respectful thing to do. It's a big choice. How long have you been here...I know it takes awhile to get this far.", he spoke to her listening intently to their conversation. For him, the rest of the people surrounding them didn't exist. "I've felt I needed a change sometimes but I'm too far in to back out now. I'd be leaving a good pension behind if I did.", he spoke. He sat up slowly and slid off the bed wanting to not feel awkward sitting in the bed while she spoke to him. He stood up a little putting the first weight on his injured leg.

 

[DulcetFlux]

"Oh, sit down, sit down... It's alright," Anna said in an embarrassed tone. To make him feel more comfortable she took a seat on the stool by his bed. "I've only been here a few months, almost a year, I suppose. I haven't seen or heard from my family since then, save for a few letters but I don't blame them... The war takes its toll on everyone and everything. That's one more thing that keeps me from leaving the convent too soon. They need all the help they can get here..." She paused. "But maybe after the war... Maybe I'll venture back out once everyone starts rebuilding their lives... Maybe I can rebuild my own."

 

[creativemind]

He steadied himself standing for a few moments. "Kind of extreme measure of service during the war but to each their own right?", he spoke as he shifted himself to take a seat in the wheelchair. His leg began to throb immediately after he stood remind him that he was not well yet. "I'd like to stay around. Even if you need to move my bed someplace else less in the way here." He glanced over at her. His eyes gazing over her. His mind's eye wondering what she looked like without the modest dress.

 

[DulcetFlux]

"It's extreme to hide between the thick walls of a peaceful sanctuary of God and normal to run into battle where bullets are fired and bombs are dropped," she said, smiling ironically. "I promised to ask my authorities if they would let you but I hoestly hope they do... I'm not sure if men like you come in abundance anymore. You're such a nice man, Sergeant Mitchell... And I'm glad to have been your friend and to have confided in you."

 

[creativemind]

"It's my job. It was what I signed up to do. I never expected any of this but I have to accept it as a part of what I do.", he admitted folding his hands across his lap. "Sure that's no problem at all.", he shook his head toward her a little puzzled, "Isn't that whole confessional thing supposed to go the other way around." He smiled looking at her playfully.

 

[DulcetFlux]

She chuckled. "I hadn't been confessing any sins to you," she laughed. "Lest they find out I've been stealing pound cake from the convent pantry," she joked. Everyone jad ratiomed out bread and stew for meals anyway. She sighed, remembering her lavish life before all this, wondering if it truly was shallow and worth leaving behind.

 

[creativemind]

"I'm sure you've more than made up for that pound cake in good deeds.", he spoke to her. His eyes were intensely looking at her focusing on her eyes during their conversation. It was the part of her that stood out most despite her conservative dress. He remained silent just looking at her for a moment. "What was your old life like that you miss?", he broke the silence softly with the question.

 

[DulcetFlux]

"My old life?" She sighed, thinking of a way to conceal her past without lying. "Well... It was comfortable... Extravagant sometimes. My family was--well, how do I put it? Well-blessed." She thought for a while more before shaking her head. "It was a shallow lifestyle, honestly, although my parents did do noble work."

 

[creativemind]

He nodded as he listened to her carefully. "So rebel and run off the the convent huh?", he smiled a little teasingly toward her. "I guess in a way my going into the service is a little rebellion. I don't have to deal with the problems of home but I'm on the opposite end of that. I'm not from anything extravagant lifestyle. We grow our own vegetables to help supplement what we can buy. It was important to me to get past that and help them which I am able to do because I don't have any bills really so what money I draw doing this I can send a chunk home to help out my family."

 

[DulcetFlux]

"That's nota rebellion at all," she laughs softly. "That's actually taking on a noble professionto help your family... Mine wasn't much of a rebellion either. My parents were in dismay when they found out about my decision but they grew to understand it before I left our home."

 

[creativemind]

"I agree.", he said nodding toward her. "What is your name anyway or how do I address you? You don't have to call me by my title. You can just call me James or Jamie really that's what family calls me.", he spoke allowing a little more informality between them. A yawn slipped in as he quickly covered his mouth. "Sorry about that. I must be more tired than I thought.", he chuckled.