The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)
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				Title: <strong>The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>04-08-2006, 00:01:38</strong>
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				Alaric approached the house for the first time since the war began two years ago. Unlike many soldiers, he felt nothing at the idea of being home. Actually, he didn't feel much of anything at all. He was in a state of mild shellshock, his hands shaking with his facial expression blank. His gray, perfect uniform shrouded the bandaging around his left shoulder, the product of a grazing bullet from a bombed out building in Stalingrad. He knew that Anneliese might question him about it if she saw it, but that didn't necessarily mean he was going to tell her anything.<br><br>The wounded infantryman opened the door to his home with his free hand, the other carrying a small bag with a change of uniform and other select items he brought with him from the Front. He closed the door quietly behind him, placing the bag down in the entrance. "Anneliese!" he called with his smooth, deep voice. "I'm here." He honestly didn't care if she knew or not. In fact, he hoped she was out. However, it was still nice to pretend he gave a damn.<br><br>As he waited, Alaric toyed with the Knight's Cross with Oak Leaves at his throat. It was a decoration he had only recently received. He was offered a chance to go home for ten days , but he vehemently refused. In the midst of the battle for Stalingrad, he couldn't abandon his men. He had to be wounded to ever leave the battlefield. Only a few days later, he was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>04-08-2006, 02:23:51</strong>
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				Anneliesse looked up suddenly from her book at the sound of a familiar voice.&nbsp; It was her husband!&nbsp; She certainly hadn't expected him to come home, not so early.&nbsp; Something must have happened, she concluded.&nbsp; She set her book down from where she was sitting on the edge of the bed on the small second floor of the house, and stood quickly.&nbsp; She smoothed her simple green skirt and started down the stairs, a mixture of emotions running through her.&nbsp; Surprise, happiness, a bit of excitement.&nbsp; And worry.<br><br>"Alaric!" she exclaimed as she reached the bottom of the stairs and saw him.&nbsp; She started toward him, wondering if she should give him a hug or not.&nbsp; He didn't seem to like her hugs.&nbsp; But she gave him one anyway.&nbsp; "What are you doing home?&nbsp; I didn't recieve any word you were coming!&nbsp; What has happened?&nbsp; Is everything all right?"&nbsp; That was when she noticed he was wounded.&nbsp; "Oh," she said, and stepped back carefully.&nbsp; "Are you all right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>04-08-2006, 16:38:24</strong>
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				Alaric winced upon contact when Anneliese hugged him. He gritted his teeth gently, but otherwise seemed unscathed.&nbsp; Fortunately, he had a high tolerance for pain. If he didn't, he probably would have yelped. <br><br>"Ja... Fine. Just a graze on my shoulder. I can get back to the front in ten days." He had just gotten home and he was already talking about going back. Needless to say, making up for lost time with her wasn't a very high priority at the moment. "I hate leaving my men that way, but I'm already overdue for my leave. I got the Oak Leaves a few days ago." He flashed the Knight's Cross at his throat as if to prove it.<br><br>The soldier left his bag at the door, waving at it dismissively as he began toward the sitting room. "You may also want to know we have American journalists coming to stay with us. They're working on a story about the Reich and they wrote to me while I was away." He took a seat on one of the small couches and slumped in his place, trying to relax for once in his life.<br><br>This was probably the most Alaric had spoken to his wife since they got married. It wasn't as if they ever had much to talk about. He never really volunteered either. Having a conversation about his past or anything of that nature was like pulling teeth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>05-08-2006, 06:08:35</strong>
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				Anneliese nodded, at once both slightly irritated and disappointed by his distance to her.&nbsp; "Well, I congratulate you," she said, trying to sound sincere.&nbsp; "I'm sure you deserve it, and I know your men will be happy to see you again.&nbsp; But you should make the most of your leave, Alaric," she said as she followed him, sitting down next to him.&nbsp; "You cannot fight all the time and never have a break.&nbsp; Not if you want to live to see the end of this war."<br><br>She was more than a bit disturbed by what he said next.&nbsp; "Americans?&nbsp; Coming here?" she asked in surprise.&nbsp; "You must be joking!&nbsp; And why are they staying with us?&nbsp; That can only lead to trouble.&nbsp; We should write them and tell them to go spy on someone else!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>05-08-2006, 19:16:20</strong>
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				"Well, as my father said as he was on leave during the first war, 'I'll rest when I'm dead.' I have a duty to my men whether my home life understands it or not." He took on his normal cold tone, though the last statement had a certain bite to it. He left it at that when she spoke of the Americans.<br><br>"They're staying with us to see what a German family is like. Granted we aren't exactly normal, but I suppose all families have setbacks. And they will stay unless I say otherwise. We are not at war with them, so I have no qualms. If we ever get to that point, then by all means turn them loose." <br><br>Alaric removed his Officer's Cap and placed it on his lap with a mild sigh. Even with his normally sterile appearance, he was beginning to look shaken. He wrung his hands together to keep them from quivering. He was having another bout with his shellshock, but he wasn't about to let her know that, at least not until he no longer had a choice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>06-08-2006, 04:03:54</strong>
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				Anneliese didn't miss the cold tone of his voice, or the general disdain he seemed to hold for her and what she was trying to create here in this home that was barely masked beneath that tone.&nbsp; All the same, she refused to take the bait, and retained control of her emotions.&nbsp; "Well, I hope your sense of duty is still useful when this war is over," she said, equally coldly.&nbsp; "Because that may be all you have left."&nbsp; Let him take that how he would.<br><br>"As for your Americans, as you wish.&nbsp; But keep an eye on them.&nbsp; I certainly will!&nbsp; If you weren't an officer in the army, I wouldn't be so concerned.&nbsp; But some journalists are good at getting people to talk without realizing they are talking.&nbsp; Watch your tongue around them."<br><br>She reached down to take his cap from his lap, and moved over to hang it on one of the hooks next to the door.&nbsp; "Now come, get out of that uniform.&nbsp; You may not wish to be here, but you might as well make the most of it.&nbsp; Get cleaned up, get some rest."&nbsp; She looked back at him with an unusual, unreadable expression in her eyes.&nbsp; "And maybe, just maybe, you'd like to show some attention to your wife once you've rested a bit.&nbsp; I have, after all, been alone since you left..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>06-08-2006, 16:23:43</strong>
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				<em>At least as far as I know...</em> he quickly retorted in his mind as he rose from his place on the couch. He had absolutely no objections to getting cleaned up. He missed the sensation of hot water on his skin, something he'd missed out on since before he left. The onset of the Russian winter didn't exactly help. The water practically froze to his body whenever he made an attempt at bathing.<br><br>Without a word to her, Alaric left the room and made a b-line for their bedroom for a change of clothes. Within a minute or two, he was soaking in hot water in their bathtub. He was a bit large for the tub, but what he got was certainly better than nothing. He could have stayed there the rest of the day if his skin would permit, let alone Anneliese. However, it was probably better off he didn't anyway. He didn't want to think about his men and then request to return the same day.<br><br>Regardless, Alaric stayed in the confines of the tub for a full hour before emerging from the bathroom dressed in civilian clothes with his uniform and jackboots in his grasp. The change was nice, but the clothing felt odd. No oddly-shaped trousers, no jacket, no Knight's Cross. Just a simple white shirt and black trousers. Well, at least it might have been able to pass for semi-formal.<br><br>He took his uniform and placed it in the necessary area of his and Anneliese's room for eventual pressing. He kept his Knight's Cross in his possession just in case.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>10-08-2006, 03:40:18</strong>
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				Not surprisingly, Anneliese showed up in the bedroom not long after he was done with the bath.&nbsp; "I will press this later," she said, taking a quick look at his uniform.&nbsp; She stopped him with a hand on his shoulder as he almost stepped past her, and stood in front of him, taking a look at him.&nbsp; She gave a small, if somewhat reserved, smile.&nbsp; "Well, you look very good.&nbsp; Just as handsome as when you are in uniform."&nbsp; She hestiated, wondering how far she should go, just now.&nbsp; She knew he didn't much care for her, for some reason.&nbsp; But he was her husband after all, and she was his woman.&nbsp; A woman who had, indeed, been very patient while he was gone, despite the terrible urges she'd had to deal with on some nights.<br><br>She leaned forward to kiss him gently, wondering how he would react.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>10-08-2006, 06:07:08</strong>
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				As Anneliese moved to kiss him, Alaric simply walked away. With his hands beginning to shake again, he laid himself down on their bed on his stomach. It was a pleasant change from laying on his back with his submachine gun across his stomach. He laid his hands palm-down at his sides, the shaking undoubtedly visible. His shoulder was irritating him just a bit, but that wasn't his only problem.<br><br>Rather than burden his wife with the details, the soldier simply closed his eyes. Whatever questions she had, if any, could wait. The preservation of what little sanity he possessed was more important at the time than appeasing her. Despite being absolutely exhausted, however, he found himself quite unable to sleep quickly. His mind was so used to evening gunfire and artillery rounds that the relative silence almost disturbed him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>15-08-2006, 01:36:43</strong>
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				Anneliese was a bit surprised at his reaction.&nbsp; She hadn't exactly expected him to accept her kiss, but she hadn't thought he'd just walk away.&nbsp; Did she mean so little to him?&nbsp; Was killing other men more important to him?&nbsp; She felt a flare of anger flash through her, and she was about to make an angry retort before she stopped herself.&nbsp; She saw him shaking.&nbsp; Saw how he collapsed on the bed.&nbsp; He was just tired.&nbsp; Probably unused to this sort of thing.&nbsp; That had to be it.&nbsp; She hoped it was.&nbsp; Anneliese was a lot of things, but she was not used to being insufficient.&nbsp; She refused to believe that Alaric didn't want her, somewhere down inside.<br><br>She was careful not to disturb him, instead just turning and trying to go about her business as usual.&nbsp; It was hard though, knowing that her husband, whom she had not seen in a long time, was just in the next room.&nbsp; He would accept her sooner or later, she determined, even if she had to make him.&nbsp; But not yet.&nbsp; She'd give him a chance to warm up...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>15-08-2006, 07:32:08</strong>
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				Constance had arrived in Germany followed by several glances and stares.&nbsp; She knew as an American she was less than welcome.&nbsp; She had the only hope that her interpreter, not that she needed one, and guide would be able to help her fit in more.&nbsp; Perhaps he would give her a little more cover.&nbsp; <br><br>She tilted her head a bit thinking of the story that she was supposed to be gathering.&nbsp; Her boss wanted one of the fluffy bunny stories that everyone else was writing. She hated copying the same things over and over again. She wanted to tell the truth, to get the dirt and grime of the real life.&nbsp; She didn't want to write just another copy story.&nbsp; She ground her back molars a bit.&nbsp; She had been told as a woman not to travel alone.&nbsp; However, being the wife of a naval officer and as independent as she was she had brushed off the warnings.&nbsp; Now she was in a foreign country waiting on a man.&nbsp; A man that wasn't her husband.&nbsp; She only sighed mentally trying to keep her composure on the oustide.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-08-2006, 16:39:33</strong>
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				Richard Schoenstein had been in Germany for over a year now. Once the Germans had invaded Poland, he had jumped on the first oppurtunity to leave the States and return to the Father-land as a reporter. Fluent in several languages, he had quickly acclimated to war-time Journey and had begun to work for local newspapers, though they were heavily influenced by Nazi propoganda. Not exactly the freedom of the press one could experiance in the States. He had recently recieved a telegraph from the States about a female reporter heading to Germany on some big assignment, and that he was to help her as best he could - as her translator and editor. <br><br>He was standing on the platform of the trainstation, his suitcase at his side, waiting for her to arrive. They were to set up shop in the home of some soldier, so he had said good bye to his one room apartment in favor of living in the house. She was due to arrive at any time now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>15-08-2006, 19:28:19</strong>
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				In the meantime, Alaric dealt with his mild shellshock in silence. All the familiar sights, sounds, and smells of the battlefield were still fresh in his mind. He got sucked into memories within a few moments, though he was somehow conscious of the rest of the world. As all of this intensified, he began to shake more. He balled his hands into fists to try to steady himself, but to no avail. The best thing to do was rest, but fat chance he'd find any of that for a while.<br><br>The sound of his wife bustling about the house was about the only thing that kept him from lapsing into his flashbacks. Although he was somewhat grateful for it, he half-wished that he could just fall into them. Despite the horror, they were almost comforting. At least he knew what to expect there. When it came to domestic life, he was completely clueless.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 00:35:20</strong>
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				Constance walked over to the only other guy on the platform.&nbsp; She hadn't been meek one day in her life.&nbsp; It was part of the lure her husband had said drew him to her.&nbsp; She tilted her head and spoke carefully "Would you perhaps be..."&nbsp; she hesitated a moment and looked in her purse knowing that she had brought his name with her at some point.&nbsp; She smiled "I'm sorry I'm not used to traveling quite so far"&nbsp; she then found it "Richard Schoenstein?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 00:42:42</strong>
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				Richard was wearing a business suit and hat, and turned to confront the woman who came up to him. He responded to her in perfect American-English. "Yes, ma'am. That would be me. I take it you're Constance?" He says, a grin crossing his face. "Let me take your suitcase - its a short walk from here. Understandably, cabs are non existant right now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 00:45:36</strong>
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				She smiled a bit "I am Constance.&nbsp; Thank you for the offer.&nbsp; That would be much appreciated.&nbsp; I am afraid I really do not travel long distances.&nbsp; It isn't something they have allowed women reporters to do often."&nbsp; She grimaced a bit at her rambling and nodded to the second part of his comment.&nbsp; Well of course they didn't allow cabs.&nbsp; Then again she couldn't think of a country at war that would.&nbsp; "So where to first?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 00:50:35</strong>
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				He smiles, grabbing his suitcase in one hand and hers in the other. "Well i think it might be best to go to our host-families home and get settled in their. I'm sure you'll want to talk to the family about some things. Whens the first deadline? The last telegraph i got from New York didnt specify much beyond when and where i was to meet you." He says, starting to head off the platform and down onto the side walk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 00:52:31</strong>
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				She watched him move and said a small 'thank you" when he took her suitcase in hand&nbsp; She smiled at him a bit "That sounds like a great idea.&nbsp; The first deadline is in two weeks.&nbsp; They wanted me to have enough time to get to know the family and gain a little bit of trust.&nbsp; Though I'm thinking they figured I would get lost and have to take most of my time to get there"&nbsp; She followed him taking in some of the sights herself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 01:00:46</strong>
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				He nods his head. Makes sense. "Yes...gives you time to get a feel for the city and the people. And break the ice with the family. I havent met them myself." He says, rounding a corner. Glancing about, he quickly whispers to her. "Dont make any anti-nazi statements. Its the quickest way to the chopping block, if you get my meaning. This isnt the states after all." He warns her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 01:06:12</strong>
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				She looked at him quickly and nodded pressing her lips together.&nbsp; She cleared her throat a bit "So you mean basically keep my mouth shut in public?"&nbsp; she nodded that she could do that and looked around.&nbsp; She had expected for it to be an east trip.&nbsp; She knew she would have to keep her mouth shut.&nbsp; &nbsp;She kept next to him running a bit if she had to. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 01:12:48</strong>
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				He nods his head. "Even around me too. I'm not a Nazi, but i agree with all the changes that have happened since the Fuhrer took over. He's done wonders - and only hopes to spread them to countries like Poland. We're steam rolling them, if you havent read the latest newspaper. Speak much German?" He says, only a few blocks away from their host family now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 01:14:20</strong>
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				She shook her head "A bit but not a lot"&nbsp; she watched him a bit and then frowned.&nbsp; So was he threatening her or was he just trying to keep her safe?&nbsp; She wondered at that. <br><br>She had no intention of downing anyone.&nbsp; She may not agree with some things but she didn't agree with a lot of things that happened in the states either. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 01:31:48</strong>
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				It wasnt much longer that they finally arrived at their hosts house, Richard taking a step back to make sure he had read the number correctly. "Ready? I think this is the place." He says, placing their suitcases down on the ground to step forward and knock loudly on the door. "Lets hope they are expecting us."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 01:34:25</strong>
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				She nodded a bit at that and then turned to look at the home.&nbsp; She would have to take a mental picture and describe it in her own journal later.&nbsp; She looked around a bit and smiled only a bit awaiting an answer at the door.&nbsp; Thousands of questions were still running through her mind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 01:54:24</strong>
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				Anneliese worked silently for the most part, hoping, at least, that Alaric would get some sort of rest.&nbsp; But when she passed their bedroom, she glanced inside, just to check on him, and saw him shaking rather violently.&nbsp; "Alaric," she said softly, though her voice was tinged with concern.&nbsp; "What's wrong?"&nbsp; She went to sit next to him on the bed, resting a hand on his back.&nbsp; "Are you well?&nbsp; Have you come down with something?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>16-08-2006, 02:00:13</strong>
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				Within a few moments, the shaking seemed to cease and he shook his head. Apparently he had come out of whatever trance he was in. It was more the knock at the door that was of his concern than her interest in his health. "I'm fine, don't worry about it. But I think the reporters are here. I'd do it myself, but could you get the door? I'll be out in a few moments."<br><br>Despite having a general disdain for their relationship, the infantryman was not impolite. There was no malice toward her, after all. She'd never given him any reason.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>18-08-2006, 02:14:29</strong>
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				Anneliese gave him one last concerned look, but then nodded.&nbsp; "Yes, I'll get it.&nbsp; Take your time.&nbsp; I'm sure you want to look good for these reporters."&nbsp; She walked out of the bedroom and went to the front door, opening it casually.&nbsp; "Yes?&nbsp; Hello?" she asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-08-2006, 15:23:33</strong>
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				Mrs. Lämmermeier? He says, speaking in fluent German. We're the reporters you should be expecting. We have our papers if you would like to check them over. I'm Richard. He says, smiling and offering her his hand to shake.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>18-08-2006, 15:26:50</strong>
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				Constance straightened as the woman answered the door.&nbsp; She was pretty and she seemed a little out of sorts.&nbsp; She cleared her throat a little as her male counterpart for the report introduced them. She didn't know exactly what they were saying so she decided that staying quiet was the est thing to do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>18-08-2006, 17:13:26</strong>
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				In the mean time, as might be expected by his wife, Alaric removed his civilian clothes and put on his dress uniform. It was still clean and presentable, so he had no qualms about doing so. There was a wrinkle here and there when he had arrived at the home, but by the time he was finished with it, it looked as if it had been pressed while it was still on his body. He placed his Knight's Cross with Oak Leaves properly around his neck and took one look into the lone mirror in the room before exiting it.<br><br>He met with his officer cap on the way to greet the reporters and placed it on his head, tilting it somewhat to the right on his head as usual. By the time he stood near the door next to Anneliese, he looked as if he was Hitler's übermensch personified. He did not immediately say anything to the visitors. His hands were still shaking a good amount.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>20-08-2006, 20:24:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anneliese did her best to smile welcomingly, but she couldn't keep the suspicion out of her eyes.&nbsp; But there was no need for her to check their papers either, for she wouldn't have known what to look for to make sure they were authentic anyway.&nbsp; "No, that won't be necessary," she said as cordially as possible.&nbsp; "Please, do come in."&nbsp; She opened the door for them the rest of the way, and turned to see that Alaric had come out.&nbsp; "This is my husband, Alaric," she said, and she felt just a little proud when she saw him.&nbsp; Cold he may be, but he was also her husband, and he did make a very dashing appearance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-08-2006, 17:17:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Richard smiles and steps inside, moving the suitcases with him and placing them just inside the door. He turns to great Alaric, extending his hand to shake it. No wonder the German War Machine was so effective -if all their soldiers looked like this one, then the Poles were definately in for a beating. He looked every part the professional soldier.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>23-08-2006, 04:14:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Constance smiles a bit hanging back until Richard stepped forward.&nbsp; She was stunned by the sight of the soldier.&nbsp; He was very handsome and almost regal.&nbsp; She had imagined psychopaths the way people back home described the Nazi's.&nbsp; She offered her hand to Anneliese not at all certain of how she would react.&nbsp; "I'm Constance.&nbsp; Thank you so much for opening your home to me"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>23-08-2006, 04:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alaric nodded his head slightly to Richard as he shook his hand, the emotionless expression never leaving his face. He held no malice toward either of the American journalists, though&nbsp; he somehow managed to cast an intimidating glare. As if by inate response, he greeted the other man with his name and rank. "Hauptmann Alaric Lämmermeier."<br><br>Within a few moments, he released his grasp and briefly focused his attention on Constance, waiting for the two women to finish their greeting before he greeted her himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>23-08-2006, 23:44:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anneliese shook Constance's hand, although it was a quick gesture and not overly friendly.&nbsp; "Think nothing of it," she said in a tone that suggested they might want to think very carefully about it, indeed.&nbsp; "I am Anneliese," she added, almost as an afterthought.&nbsp; "Are you hungry?&nbsp; I have the meal almost ready.&nbsp; I can show you to your rooms before we eat, if you wish."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-08-2006, 23:47:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Richard was impressed with the soldier, though he knew not all the screws were there by looking at him. A pity...<br>He turned his attention back to the woman, noticing that the Hauptmanns wife was somewhat attractive looking. But so was the reporter. At least he'd be sharing the house with women who didnt make the eyes soar. He quickly translated the german into English for Constance, before responding in German to the couple.<br><br>"Yes, showing us our rooms would be perfect. Perhaps to give us some time to wash up? We've only recently arrived." Well, technically he had been there for a while, but his accomplice hadnt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>25-08-2006, 04:41:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Constance turned to offer her hand to the soldier and prayed that it wouldn't shake in front of him.&nbsp; She had been to some very powerful people's homes but it wasn't as intimidating as not understanding what they were saying.&nbsp; She would have to do her best with the broken German that she did know.&nbsp; She introduced herself her eyes meeting his. "I'm Constance"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagdflieger</strong> on <strong>25-08-2006, 14:55:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alaric nodded his head to her as she spoke her own name, though it was his hand that was trembling when he moved his shake hers. It looked like he was a man with Parkinson's, though being barely into his twenties, it was a far cry from anything anyone in the room would be thinking.<br><br>His next action might have been mildly surprising to the rest of the group. Regardless, it was of little consequence to him. It was their own faults for presuming. He replied to Constance in her own language. The accent was clear, but there was somehow an obvious command of it despite only one official word coming from him. "Captain Alaric Lämmermeier."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>25-08-2006, 18:45:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Constance was pleasantly shocked by his knowledge of her language and her smiled eased into a real one.&nbsp; she shook his hand lingering for a moment.&nbsp; She tilted her head toward the other two after dropping his hand her eyes staying on his. <br><br>"You are definitely a surprise Captain."&nbsp; she then looked to his wife and her escort.&nbsp; She didn't comment on his shaking hand. She only winked a bit at him so that no one else would hear "Perhaps getting a chance to know each other will ease the tension I am feeling at this moment. "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>26-08-2006, 21:51:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Their hands had lingered together long enough, and of course Anneliese had seen it.&nbsp; "Yes, of course, your rooms," she said.&nbsp; "Won't you come this way?&nbsp; I will show you to the wash room as well, so you may clean up."&nbsp; She gave her husband an unreadable look, then led the guests up the stairs to one side of the room, and showed them two small bedrooms upstairs.&nbsp; "Here they are, you may pick which one each of you wants.&nbsp; And the washroom is here, across the hall."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Interview {Jagdflieger, AmberMK, Silvestine, Ladyelizabeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>28-08-2006, 00:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Please see here:<br><br>http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=5852.new#new
			</dd>
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