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Post by Vietnam on Dec 15, 2010 18:22:13 GMT -5
((sorry I poofed ><))
The dog tags said, "Nham Van Nguyen Catholic" The doctor blink, "Oh shit, I should have cheques the tags." he mental cursed himself.
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Post by America on Dec 15, 2010 18:25:13 GMT -5
He just nodded and heard the helicopter. He looked up and braced himself for when it landed.
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Post by Vietnam on Dec 15, 2010 18:29:41 GMT -5
After getting in, the pilot informed them that they were drop Nam off to the South then take Jake, America and Dr Mallard to a carrier because the US was withdrawing from the war effective immediately.
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Post by America on Dec 15, 2010 18:30:31 GMT -5
America's eyes widened. He began to write South a long letter on what little paper he had left.
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Post by Vietnam on Dec 15, 2010 18:34:57 GMT -5
Dr Mallard watched him write before turning to the copter pilot about taking Nam to America the two argued for a long time, until they began to see Saigon did the doctor fall silent.
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Post by America on Dec 15, 2010 18:36:46 GMT -5
America wondered if he would ever read it. He opened South's jacket and put it against his chest and zipped it back up. He leaned back and closed his eyes. The note was a long apology.
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Post by Vietnam on Dec 15, 2010 18:44:29 GMT -5
"God damn you, you bloody fool." the doctor cursed the pilot as he landed and Nam was taken off the copter as they started to take off again. He noticed the entire city trying to get into the base and hitch a plane ride to escape their dying country. "We have room." the doctor said loudly to the pilot who ignored him, "DO YOU HEAR ME?! WE HAVE ROOM IN THE COPTER FOR A FEW OF THEM YOU GREAT SOD!" Once the copter was in the air the people broke into the base and started clinging to the copters still taking off, "GET DOWN THERE! BLOODY HELL MAN!" the doctor looked ready to kick the pilot out of the copter.
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Post by America on Dec 15, 2010 18:46:20 GMT -5
America didn't know what to do.
((I'm not... quite sure what's happening.))
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Post by Vietnam on Dec 15, 2010 18:58:26 GMT -5
((OTL sorry I'm on my phone so I'm trying to explain complicated things with small words xD Have you ever seen the movie... damn I forgot but whatever, I'll try differently. When the Americans withdrew from the war they took all their supplies with them (obviously) and when the copters were taking off, the South Vietnamese citizens wanted to escape because they knew that when the North captured the Saigon they would all be killed for helping the Americans so they wanted out. But American soldiers weren't aloud to take anyone back to the carriers so the Southerns would basically riot on the bases and try to get on the copters. It was a very sad scene in a movie when the people were holding onto the helicopters as they took off ): ))
Soon they were over the ocean but the doctor was still pissed and cursing loudly.
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Post by America on Dec 15, 2010 19:00:50 GMT -5
America was just staring behind him, his eyes wide. What did he just do?
((Oh okay thank you ^^))
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Post by Vietnam on Dec 15, 2010 19:05:37 GMT -5
Jake was starting to wake up, he tried to move around but was unable to because of the restraints, "Doc, Sarg... what the Hell is...?" "We're on our way to a carrier, your going home." Jake looked around, "Hey where's that Vietnamese kid? Just starting to like his company." "He went home too." Jake seemed to understand and nodded solemnly. "Reminded me of my baby brother.... thought... you know, he would come back to the US..." "So did I." Dr Mallard glared daggers at the pilot, "I will be speaking to your superiors about this! Inhumane..."
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Post by America on Dec 15, 2010 19:11:54 GMT -5
America looked at Jake, his eyes filled with pain, and everything else that came with basically killing all these people. And a country.
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Post by Vietnam on Dec 15, 2010 19:13:49 GMT -5
Jake blinked at America, "Hey Sarg, you doin' alright?" he smiled weakly, "We can go home now, ya should be happy."
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Post by America on Dec 15, 2010 19:15:38 GMT -5
He smiled weakly, but it didn't reach his eyes, "Home sounds nice," he muttered, "I can sleep..." He was too caught up in thinking about whether or not South was able to read the note. America wished he could wash the blood off his hands.
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Post by Vietnam on Dec 15, 2010 19:20:27 GMT -5
Jake grinned back, trying to cheer him up. "'ey Doc, your names Donald right?" "Uh... why yes it is?" Jake grinned even more, "Can I call you Donald Duck? 'cause Mallard... is a type of duck or something. That's it I'm calling you Duck!" he seemed proud of himself for making the connection. Dr Mallard laughed along with him.
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