Anais Guillot | Mademoiselle Marie
"Et parce que le bien doit triompher du mal, nous triompherons de leur part."
🇫🇷 French Resistance
🇫🇷 WWII
🇫🇷 Descriptive
🇫🇷 #DCRP
🇫🇷 Dark Themes
🇫🇷WT - @AsukaNervFic
@SargeFrankRock She follows his thinking, her eyes glancing to him when he mentions getting hit by friendly fire. “Tir ami. We say.” She says to him with a small smile. Anais places her hand to his cheek, her thumb rubbing the scruff. She leans in kissing him, “Bonne vitesse.” She whispers -
| OPENING for @FrenchResist|
June 5, 1944 2330 hours. Situation: FUBAR. Frank pulls out his Cricket Clicker, pressing it three times, waiting two seconds, then two more clicks. He waits. Nothing. The way the airdrop went, he wouldn’t be surprised if half of Easy-
@SargeFrankRock She is lost in thought about those young boys who came here to fight, came to free her country and will never see their’s again. Anais looks up at him as he asks his question.
Her hand swinging around her bag. She had some ammo, not much, but she could make that count. At the -
@SargeFrankRock They get to the ridge, the vantage point gives them a clear view of the beach, and the artillery bearing down on it. They still had a ways to go but from there they could plot their decent and assault.
She points down to the concrete fort, bunker overlooking the beach. -
@SargeFrankRock danger. She was about to walk into the thick of it. A young country girl who used to get up early, milk the cows and start breakfast, cooking while she read the book her father had gotten her in town. This was what happened when the world went crazy, and a men went to war.
@SargeFrankRock He pulls her up, Anais crouching beside him, she shifts her rifle slinging it over her shoulder. “A wee bit.” She says in that soft French accent. “Come.” The word setting her in motion. She is moving, her eyes watching the surrounding area for movement and any signs of -
@SargeFrankRock She pops her head up looking over the sandbags. Marie considering the distance. “4, maybe 5 kilometers.” She says, her eyes glancing up the sky overhead. The sound of planes rattling in the distance.
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@SargeFrankRock other. Each click a shot until the piece was done.
She swings the rifle over her shoulder. Keeping low she makes her way unseen to him. Stepping down into the small fortified trench cut into the Earth she sees the bodies. Marie cannot feel for them. She only -
@SargeFrankRock She reloads. Training her sight again as the grenade goes off. She takes a second shot as another head pops up. Anais clips him.
Reload. Her eyes trained on the location. She can see Frank moving but he’s not her concerns. The Germans on the other hand are as thy -