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Who: Katherine, Lina, Gaav What: Interviewing a prospective new teacher When: Friday, July 31st, 2009. (Don't kill us, Car!) Where: Neon City, M.A.G.I. facilities ( Katherine Simmons sat at the head of the table, a folder open in front of her. )Tags: character: enemyallwholive, character: maryuu_ou, character: scrapperzen, location: neon city
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In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders Fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders Fields.
...After all this time ye still remember that poem don't ya?
Of course. Mom would always read it to me, saying how we had to remember those who fought for us, who sacrificed themselves so we could live freely. Never forget that poem. Never ever.
Yer a lot brighter than you give yerself credit for when ye try ya know that?
...Huh?
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