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Elden listened as his father expanded on his story, detailing his time on the run and his near death running with the feds. Then he asked about El, saying he cared about what his boy had been doing while he'd been gone. Where to start? There wasn't any point in detailing his childhood, it was average as could be. He hadn't played sports or done anything extraordinary in school. So he figured he'd start when things had gotten interesting "I went to Florida my sophomore year in High School and did ROTC for three years till I graduated. " He'd needed to get out of this town, he couldn't deal with having Des so close and so easily accessible. He'd needed to get away from her before he'd done something stupid. "I came back for a few months before I enlisted. Shipped out right after basic... Spent eight months out my first tour, took two to the leg" He motioned to his left thigh, midway between his knee and hip. One bullet had simply lodged itself in the muscle of his leg but the second had nicked his femoral artery and put a hairline fracture in his femur. The doctors had been sceptically he'd recover successfully, and had been blown away when he'd made a full recovery so quickly. "That sent me home for six months... Then I went back out for two years, almost twenty months, before we hit a nasty ambush.... That's how I got Ice. Dog saved my life... Jaymie, his handler, she didn't make it out of that one" He brought his right hand up, index and middle finger spread and jabbed them at his left shoulder, just below the clavicle. "Took two here, and one in the side." He motioned to a spot just below his floating rib on the left side before reaching to pull up his jacket sleeve on his left arm, exposing a nasty twelve inch V on the outside of his forearm. "Guy came in to finish me off with some kind of machete, nearly took my arm off with it before Ice got a hold of him..." He tugged his sleeve back down and let his hand fall back to the dogs head and tucked his right hand into his jacket pocket again. "I came back, spent six weeks in the hospital, two here... Just got back from twelve months this tour..." Hell, he had a purple heart, two bronze oak leaves and a congressional medal of honor. He hadn't planned on making a carrier out of the military, but what else was he cut out for? He was good at sniping, and he'd saved a lot of lives... He'd taken a lot of lives too |
.Elden.Summers. .twenty.two. .6'4". brown hair .brown eyes. .scar on left cheek. .Ford F-100 Cruiser. Dove Grey .Marine Scout Sniper. Gunnery Sergeant .Third Tour of Duty. |
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