Part *Four* of "Homeschoolers in Highschool"

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Only for Chilena would Alipang so willingly postpone his plan to search for Kim; but all the reasons he had given why he loved his sister had been simply the truth. So he held still with all his self-discipline, being Chilena's living recliner seat for more than an hour.

Thus, when Chilena woke up, she was in exactly the same place and position as she had fallen asleep.
 
She was dreaming about the past when she first met her new family she was shy her mother put her in her arms tell her she love her every much. When she woke up she was breathing hard.
 
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Alipang was right there, still holding her close. "Are you okay, sweets?" Each of them had always been sensitive and solicitous about the other's bad dreams.
 
She put her arms around her with tears rolling down her cheeks " Oh, Al Kathleen didn't want to give me up she had to," she told him.
 
"So I'm told," agreed Alipang, cuddling her warmly and rubbing her back and shoulders. "But that doesn't explain why she ran off after barely starting to renew a relationship with you. Speaking of relationships: you didn't forget while you were snoozing that I did tell you I love you, did you?"
 
Marine Gunnery Sergeant Spiro Trivizas was manning the recruitment table for all branches of service; those "other" armed forces would take their turns later. Trivizas noticed a well-built young man coming his way. "Good morning, son. Enjoying the festival?"

Only when viewed closely could it be seen that Gunny Trivizas had an artificial right arm, good enough to write with.
 
ooc: merci Monsieur

Brendan walked over to the recruiter, immediatebly becoming impressed by the uniform. He always was. "Yes Sir" he replied. "And how about yourself?"
 
While Suri and Gilberto was watching Erin's demo Callie showed up...

"Hey Suri wanna play a match of football game?... you can also come Gilberto" -Callie

"Sure" said Gilberto

"Oh sure..." -Suri

"Great come on let's find someone else to join the game.." -Callie
 
"Glad to get to talk to you before the CHAIR Force," Trivizas quipped. "Of course, if what you want is really good baked potatoes in the chow hall, they ARE the service for you. But if your taste is for blood..." He noticed Brendan glancing at his prosthetic arm. "Ah, you see my Luke Skywalker transplant? I promise you, the Al-Qaeda man who did this to me lost a lot more than an arm, and no, he DOESN'T get seventy virgins where he is now."
 
"Glad to get to talk to you before the CHAIR Force," Trivizas quipped. "Of course, if what you want is really good baked potatoes in the chow hall, they ARE the service for you. But if your taste is for blood..." He noticed Brendan glancing at his prosthetic arm. "Ah, you see my Luke Skywalker transplant? I promise you, the Al-Qaeda man who did this to me lost a lot more than an arm, and no, he DOESN'T get seventy virgins where he is now."

Brendan grinned. He had always warmed up fast to any gruff military man. He seemed very connected with them, and their outlook on life. "Theres no branch above the Marine Corps, Sir. My brother right now is overseas in Iraq. We are very proud of him"
 
"And you should be, son. At least half of what you hear in the media about Iraq is pure LIES, put out by jerks who would RATHER have more of my brothers and sisters die, than admit how much good we've done there. Yes, we, I was there too, and my right arm still is there someplace. Listen--" he wrote something on a brochure; "--I'm giving you a name to look up online. A reporter named Michael Yon, Wye-Oh-En, who tells the truth. Once you find his articles, they'll speak for themselves." He handed over the brochure. "But to get back to my sales pitch: do you have any specific questions?"
 
"So I'm told," agreed Alipang, cuddling her warmly and rubbing her back and shoulders. "But that doesn't explain why she ran off after barely starting to renew a relationship with you. Speaking of relationships: you didn't forget while you were snoozing that I did tell you I love you, did you?"

She laughed " Yes, Al you did and I'm not sure myself," she told him.
 
"And you should be, son. At least half of what you hear in the media about Iraq is pure LIES, put out by jerks who would RATHER have more of my brothers and sisters die, than admit how much good we've done there. Yes, we, I was there too, and my right arm still is there someplace. Listen--" he wrote something on a brochure; "--I'm giving you a name to look up online. A reporter named Michael Yon, Wye-Oh-En, who tells the truth. Once you find his articles, they'll speak for themselves." He handed over the brochure. "But to get back to my sales pitch: do you have any specific questions?"

"Okay, thank you. I'll be sure to check his articles out." Brendan took the brochure and flipped through it. "Well, I've been on the fence about this for awhile, but, Sir, in your opinion, which is the better path as an officer? or as an enlisted man?"
 
TRIVIZAS TO BRENDAN: "The best officers I ever worked with, in any branch of service, were ones who had BEEN enlisted servicemembers first. But with the way things are these days, if a young man or woman's as smart as I think you are, it might be best for the country if THOSE types hurried up and got themselves officerized. You realize that we train ours in Annapolis with our squid cousins? The sailboating's good on Chesapeake Bay, incidentally."


She laughed " Yes, Al you did and I'm not sure myself," she told him.

Alipang did the forehead-to-forehead mind-meld pose again. "Sweets, you NEED to talk more clearly. Do you mean you're not sure about your birth mother's motives, or not sure that I meant it about loving you, or not sure that you love ME? My own guess would be number one; but if I'm wrong, one of us definitely needs to kiss the other one right now as reassurance."
 
TRIVIZAS TO BRENDAN: "The best officers I ever worked with, in any branch of service, were ones who had BEEN enlisted servicemembers first. But with the way things are these days, if a young man or woman's as smart as I think you are, it might be best for the country if THOSE types hurried up and got themselves officerized. You realize that we train ours in Annapolis with our squid cousins? The sailboating's good on Chesapeake Bay, incidentally."

Brendan nodded in acknowledgement. That was what he had wanted to hear. Other people had always beaten around the bush, but this was straight to the point. "Thank you sir, I hope I can live up to your expectations. What does the Marine Corps offer for college?"
 
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