Post by shiloh marcel delacroix on Mar 1, 2015 20:00:03 GMT -5
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SHILOH MARCEL DELACROIX
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He stares motionlessly, staring at nothing. Straight ahead, forward. There isn’t much he can do, and yet he does all that he can. He forces himself to make his mind up, he makes the decisions that no one else would will. He risks it because he knows he can, he has to. There’s nothing else more in the world left for him. He has to make a stand somewhere, and being in that place, that area, that room, he knows he can make a difference. Save a life, or break one. He is the one with the will and ability to save lives. Yet he locks everything else up. That motionless he has, the blank stare, his eyes are full of sorrow, grief. There’s almost nothing there coming through them. Every look he gets, everyone can see how much sorrow is filled within him, but he doesn’t put it past him. He doesn’t see it. He doesn’t feel it. He senses the urgency to fight the will of letting anything break him. He had better things to worry about, lives to save and lives to bring forward. He has a great purpose in life. In his life.
Shiloh doesn’t speak of anything of his personal experiences, everyone knows he’s an army medic that has gone through hell and back. But that’s all any one person will tell because that’s all they really know. They don’t know the hardships of his past experiences, his past failures, his regrets or his accomplishments. They don’t really know what he has gone through, he doesn’t share it and doesn’t plan on it. They can’t see him being any different either. He does his job and he does it well. There’s not much to ask for, as long as he doesn’t screw up then things are going smoothly. But everyone had to wonder at some point at what he has gone through and eventually he’ll have to spill the beans, but there’s no one out there that can make him spill. Of course there are two people close to him that actually know what had happened to him when he was overseas. When he was at war, saving people. But it’s not there story to tell. It’s not their place. When the time is write it will be revealed, but only when it’s right. Of course if it was left up to Shiloh, which in fact it is, then well, the public may never know.
He blocks out everything there is from his past experiences. He blocks it because he doesn’t know any better. Its locked away in storage, locked where he can’t access it and where it’s out of sight, out of mind. It doesn’t come forward, there’s nothing there to prevent him from turning the tables on himself. To deal with the loss he went through, the hardships he had to conquer and the decisions he had to make to save a life while another ended. It was how things went down, the person lost. There are some things he doesn’t want to see again, he doesn’t want the scenes to repeat over and over again. His surroundings of his daily work doesn’t bother him. They can’t affect his attitude as to what happened on the battlefield. There’s nothing compared to what happened. Sure, there’s tons of different cases that come in during the night shift, but nothing as to what can compare to what happened to him. To his brother. His elder brother. Nothing can ever be compared to that.
Shiloh doesn’t speak of anything of his personal experiences, everyone knows he’s an army medic that has gone through hell and back. But that’s all any one person will tell because that’s all they really know. They don’t know the hardships of his past experiences, his past failures, his regrets or his accomplishments. They don’t really know what he has gone through, he doesn’t share it and doesn’t plan on it. They can’t see him being any different either. He does his job and he does it well. There’s not much to ask for, as long as he doesn’t screw up then things are going smoothly. But everyone had to wonder at some point at what he has gone through and eventually he’ll have to spill the beans, but there’s no one out there that can make him spill. Of course there are two people close to him that actually know what had happened to him when he was overseas. When he was at war, saving people. But it’s not there story to tell. It’s not their place. When the time is write it will be revealed, but only when it’s right. Of course if it was left up to Shiloh, which in fact it is, then well, the public may never know.
He blocks out everything there is from his past experiences. He blocks it because he doesn’t know any better. Its locked away in storage, locked where he can’t access it and where it’s out of sight, out of mind. It doesn’t come forward, there’s nothing there to prevent him from turning the tables on himself. To deal with the loss he went through, the hardships he had to conquer and the decisions he had to make to save a life while another ended. It was how things went down, the person lost. There are some things he doesn’t want to see again, he doesn’t want the scenes to repeat over and over again. His surroundings of his daily work doesn’t bother him. They can’t affect his attitude as to what happened on the battlefield. There’s nothing compared to what happened. Sure, there’s tons of different cases that come in during the night shift, but nothing as to what can compare to what happened to him. To his brother. His elder brother. Nothing can ever be compared to that.
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