Mistermafio -> RE: The False King of New Haven (7/13/2008 15:41:32)
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Would you ever feel sorry for him? “Drop and give me fifty!” A voice yells in a familiar tone as we look at two people, one familiar, one unknown. It doesn’t take them long, these two that look so much alike. The fifty push-up’s are done before the voice could even sigh. A smile appeared on the man’s face, a rare sight indeed. “Good job Jake… Good job Henry.” See, these are two brothers. Jake and Henry Slecht. And they just finished a training that, in military terms, makes them the best of the best. This was their last training day, tomorrow they’ll officially get promoted. A proud smile fills everyone’s face as the brothers spring into attention. Their commander does so too, a final salute is issued as the brothers know what’s next to do. “So, Henry, it seems you made it through. Mother will be proud.” “As will she be of you Jake, as will she be of you.” The two brothers praise each other, as they walk out of the training room.
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