I'll See You In The Future Someday [Closed]

[Samuel Murray]

Camp Killoway, South Africa
Private First Class Samuel Murray 
December 21st, 2547 
[One Month Prior to the events on Protector]

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    Dear Samuel,

        If you're reading this you'll have realized that things have changed. It's been two long years since I last saw you-your sweet blue eyes and your fresh smile. I know we...I mean I know you have tried, in my case I couldn't keep living like this, the constant worrying...the waiting for days on end just to hear your voice say you're sorry for not calling in time. It's selfish the things you put me through and you know it. I'm sorry Samuel, but I've been gone for a year now...I've found someone special, someone that can take care of me, we're getting married in June-I wish you could attend. Now I know that you don't want to hear this, not now while you're gone. But, I've had to move on...without you. This is a goodbye and I'm sorry it had to be this way, sometimes things just turn out this way. 

-Best Regards,
Marisa 
    
    A gentle breeze nestled through the open white sands of the beach-gentle waves crashed against the edge of the shore-breaking up small patterns of silence that filled the morning sky. Thick orange clouds bloomed among the shining of the rising Sun. A small flock of birds swayed through the sky-landing into to the ocean in attempts of catching something to eat. It was calm and peaceful, no one was in sight from where Samuel sat, nestled among the white dunes. 

    It was a strange feeling being here, home, or at least where he was assigned to be. But, he enjoyed the coast and the quiet, there were no gunshots or smoke trails from burning buildings-instead there was an empty sense of peace that filled the lands and Samuel's heart, helping him forget that thousands of miles away in space there was a battle being fought, one that he had partaken in. His mind raced back to the thoughts of Louis, the good times they had and his sudden death back on Hope. He pushed the thoughts away and closed his eyes as he tried to bring in everything, for he knew that his leave was up in three days. But, he couldn't catch any sleep and instead decided to trek the desolate white sands in attempt to rediscover who he was and what truly made him human. He stopped for a moment and glanced towards the letter, hesitant for a moment, but slowly letting the paper drop from his fingers into the ocean-bringing a sense of peace to himself, and so he continued in search of something.

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Petty Officer Third Class, Laura E. Wolfe

When she walked onto the sands of the beach it looked as if the area was deserted and she figured it would be as good a place as any to study a bit more. She never took a break, in fact, she hated the word break because she felt like there was always some kind of training to be done or studying to do. The only time she wasn't working at bettering herself was when her body demanded either sleep or food but more often then not she would sacrifice sleep just so she could get a little more done.

So, here she was, sat on the sands of the beach, knees bent up slightly towards her chest as she read a training manual that was provided to her during her job training for the UNSC Navy.

[Samuel Murray]

    The warm sea foam brushed against his toes as he glanced back towards the beachfront noticing the various homes and facilities that encompassed the base. It was small, but jointly purposed base, serving both the Marines and the Naval forces-it was considered to be a middle of the road family base, a place where people could live and be normal for the brief moments they had; while also serving as a reassignment point for Naval officers. Samuel enjoyed his time here and even contemplated living in the same town-if he survives the treacherous war.


    He slid his hands into his pockets and continued to walk down the beach for sometime, attempting some form of reflecting, but his mind kept racing back towards the men that would never come back home, he was blessed, or maybe he was cursed? These ideas kept racing through the back of his head in an infuriating passion-though something struck his eyes. He noticed a figure in the distance sitting within the white sands, looks like we're all trying to find something out about ourselves, or maybe that's just me.

 Samuel continued walking taking notice of the woman-she was beautiful, with stunning blue eyes. A small smile formed on his lips as he gave her a gentle nod, "Ello' there," his thick Scottish accent echoed out in a respectful way. He noticed the various Naval studying materials beside the woman and figured she was enlisted, but he didn't want to bother the woman, but instead opted to begin walking slowly away.

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She sat with one arm braced against her knee, the free hand toying idly with the rolled up sleeve for her Navy BDU shirt. Her matching pants covered her legs and tucked neatly into a pair of black boots that could probably use a cleaning now since she had been trekking around in the sand; but that was something she would worry about when she was back in her quarters.

Some would say it was way too warm to be wearing the uniform especially when you're on leave and don't necessarily have to wear it but she didn't care, it was what she was used to.

Laura was so engrossed in her reading, pair that with the sounds of the waves crashing onto the beach, and she didn't even hear the man until he greeted her. She tensed slightly, upset with herself that she wasn't paying attention but quickly regained her composure as she glanced up to meet his eyes.

"Hello." She acknowledged with a nod, making note of his accent but choosing not to comment on it. His face looked young but his eyes seemed to hold an underlining sadness and she presumed that he wasn't a civilian that lived near the base.

Turning her head to glance to his back as he walked past, she watched him briefly before turning back to the material that she still held in her hand.

[Samuel Murray]

Samuel turned around and caught her glancing towards him, he gave her another smile and quickly spoke up, "You're in the Navy aye?" He slid his hands into his pockets as he forgot something, "Almost forgot, name's Samuel Murray...Private First Class Murray," his voice trailed away for a moment as he glanced away. "Assigned to the Seventh Marines Regiment."

He couldn't help, but continue talking, he needed to get it off his chest after everything, "Just finishing up leave, shit goes bloody fast eh," he paused, "It seems like I was just on Hope..." His thoughts shot back to Louis' body limp in the blood tray of the pelican, "Sorry you didn't want to hear any of that," he sighed.

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Laura continued to look over her training manual but not really seeing what was on the page. As the Marine finished talking she turned her head to look back up at him, the corner of her mouth turning up in a smile. "Well, what gave it away that I was Navy? Hopefully it wasn't my looks."

Turning back to the papers she held, she carefully folded them before putting them into her pant pocket as she stood and then began brushing herself off, "Ugh, sand.. It seems to get everyone once you're out here long enough." Once satisfied she turned to face Samuel, "Laura Wolfe, Petty Officer Third Class assigned to the UNSCS Doberman."


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[Samuel Murray]

"Well, what gave it away that I was Navy? Hopefully it wasn't my looks."

Samuel shot the woman a quick smile, "Maybe it was the Uniform, the looks and the books," he moved a bit closer towards where the woman was sitting and listened as she spoke."Petty Officer Third Class eh? Not too sure if I should salute or not," his voice fell into a light manner, "You Navy folk are lucky yeah? You should see my BDU's, you go outside for five minutes and you're covered in dirt, the bloody things are hard to clean too."

He glanced out towards the ocean and then back towards the officer, it was nice to talk to someone that wasn't a member of his fireteam or squad-it made him feel normal. "Eh...sorry, I mean whatchya doin' out here so early Officer Wolfe?"

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She sighed briefly, "Well.. I was," she emphasized the word slightly, "out here attempting to get a bit more studying in. I mean, there's nothing else to do around here."

As he turned his gaze towards the ocean she followed it, watching the birds preform various dives into the ocean water, "Also, I'm not an Officer. The Navy just uses fancy names for their Enlisted." She couldn't help but give a small chuckle, "And I thought you Marines were supposed to blend in with the dirt?"

[Samuel Murray]

Samuel smirked for a moment, "Are ya' now eh," he frowned at himself for a moment before glancing out towards the ocean current, "Sorry about that I suppose," he paused for a moment, "What are you studyin' about exactly eh?"-he plopped down into the sand beside the woman. "You don't think there isn't much to do around here eh? I guess you're right about that," his voice trailed away as he glanced out towards the ocean. What are you getting yourself into, you know it won't happen, you naive bastard.

Another smile formed on his lips as he turned towards the woman, "You on leave also?"

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