Dream \\\ Two: Remembrance ///

[kuekuatsu]

[ooc note: Backdated to November 11th]

The waves rock the boat; thousands of droplets of water spray the soldiers as they hit the steel walls of the boat. Logan can hear the motors of hundreds more around him and a sour smile draws itself on his lips. D-day, they call it. The day Europe will be freed from the oppression of the Axis of Evil with

Comments

[undertakerlol]

Ah~ So this is how the art of war has advanced over the years~

[kuekuatsu]

I guess ya could say so, though war can't hardly be considered as an art, if ya ask me.

[undertakerlol]

Oh~? Though war is indeed destructive, there is a certain art form behind conducting war~ I suggest reading The Art of War by Sun Tzu, my friend~

[kuekuatsu]

I wouldn't know. I've always stayed in the lower ranks.

[phantomfenton]

... Is that what time you're from?

[kuekuatsu]

Not really. That was about 50 years before the time I got here.

[phantomfenton]

Oh.

... Hold it, seriously? *Completely sidetracked from the serious subject at hand.* Uh, no offense, or anything, but how old are you?

[whiteruthenia]

You were part of the Normandy invasion?