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Old 04-19-2010, 05:20 PM   #32
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(I'm back ya'll. Sorry for the long wait, but here goes part two of my character.)
Sam invited his roomie in, a large man, probably descended from the cossacks. Despite his looks, however, he spoke like a man from the former state of Texas.
He remembered him from last year, Jakkov Mari. Born in the southern regions of the former united states, he liked to make fun of his size.
"Why, hello there, partner. How ya'll doing on this fine evenin'?" Jakkov asked in his drawl.
"Jackie, it's morning. But, to answer your question, it's quite alright. Thank you." Sam responded. " I imagine the first years are probably having a heart attack though."
Both Sam and Jakkov laugh at that, for it was all too true, last year, and the year before that for Jakkov, both of them nearly died of joy when they got the letter of approval and where bouncing off the walls when they arrived at the academy.
"Ahh...Freshman..." Sam finished.

Deep thought #1: In the end, everyone dies. No one can outrun time, death itself is always breathing down your neck, just waiting to slip the noose over you. But, in your time of death, what matters is not when or how or even why. What matters is what you do with it. Do you sit down and call it quits, or do you get up, stare your killer and death itself in the face, and laugh copiously, right until the end.
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