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"Ah..It's pretty bad..But my name is Raven..Raven Deathbell..and yours?" Luna came runnign up the stairs sliding into the open room. Raven giggled a bit seeing Luna."And that's Little Luna she is my wolf pup."

"And that sweet cheeks, is why I fell so madly in love with you." Drake grinned, and pecked her cheek before standing up and dusting off his pants. "Thank the good lord, the bugger is going to be gone. Hopefully dead."

"Drafted? You're as good as clipped," Amelia said, noting there were no letters for herself.

"Tim Watson, nice to meet you...And your wolf." He said, smiling. "Can I expect to see you at dinner? Ah, what's it matter. Go ahead and get settled." He walked back downstairs, and down to the kitchen.

"Don't worry Doll, I'll be just lulu. Heck, I might even rub a few out while I'm at it."

Raven smiled a bit and closed her door.She lets out a sigh and her wings appear."Might as well get unpacking.." Raven unpacks her suit case and places her souvenirs on her dresser. She puts away her wings and heads down stairs."Hello." Raven walks into the living room and sits down on a bar stool.

"Let's just hope and pray that they don't steal you too." Scarlet says, getting to her feet, and tying her bandana on her head. She smiles up at Drake and walks back into the mansion.

"Hehe. Yeah." Drake said, slipping a letter back into his back pocket. He followed after Scar and opened the door for her. "After you." He grinned.

Scarlet grined and walked inside, she walked to the kitchen and made a jam sandwich, for herself. Scarlet sat on a stool and ate while she read the front page of the newspaper that was sitting on the counter.

Drake sighed and leaned against the wall. He pulled the letter out and scanned the words on the front. A few words that he noticed were "drafted" And "war" But he decided to not tell anyone yet. He slid it into his pocket and walked into the kitchen. He sat next to Scarlet and smiled, reading the newspaper over her shoulder.

"SO what is everyone feeling u to for dinner? I don't mind cooking tonight.." As Raven said that she walked into the kitchen.

"July 21st 1942. They'll be here tomorrow!" Arno goes upstairs and packs, he packs underwear, a spare radio, and a couple outfits. He also grabs a knife. He drags the trunk downstairs, and sits on it. "Steak, eggs, bacon, and a side of grease."

Raven sighs and starts cooking and sets everything on a plate."Order up.." Raven sets the plate in front of him and washes her hands.

Arno grabs the plate. He grabs his chest for a brief moment. "Walk it off..." He mutters to himself, and then walked back to his trunk, and began eating.

Scarlet quietly laughs at Drake's actions. She flips the page and skips over a few sections. "How long do you reckon it'll take for Arno to get clipped?" She asks, nonchalantly.

"Depends. How long do you think it'll take for me to get clipped?" Drake asked, all life drained from his voice as he spoke. When Scarlet turned around he was holding the letter.

Scarlet turns around, her smile instantly dropping. "Please tell me you- you're just saying that for kicks." She stutters out.

"Read it." Drake said, and handed her the letter. He rubbed his face and then ran his hands through his hair, he was completely pale.

Raven looks at the two."Someones gonna go bonkers.." Raven walks out of the kitchen here heels making clicking sound as they walk.

Scarlet put the letter on the table, she shook her head. Scarlet looked up and (bitch) slapped Drake, before wrapping her arms around his torso. "Please don't go." She whispers.

"I've got to." Drake muttered, putting his arms around her and putting his chin on her shoulder. "I have no choice." He said, his voice breaking.

Scarlet's breathing grows unsteady, she says nothing, but hugs Drake tighter.

"It'll be fine. Maybe I'll get drafted into that super soldier program." Drake said jokingly. "I'll show you a good time tonight. And when I get back after I kill that son of a bitch hitler, you'll be just as happy." He said, doubtfully.

Colin sat in the living room, listening to the radio.

Scarlet looked up at him and sighs, wiping her tears, it had been a long time since she had last cried. "Try and come home, but while you're there, make that creep pay through the nose." She says, steadying her breathing.