01-14-2018, 10:13 AM
Koal looked back at the girl with an unamused expression from the lyrics she rapped to him. Jacket, on the other hand, didn't react to the girl's rap in an angry manner or an applauding manner. He just stared back at her while inhaling the last tobacco of his cigarette then puffed a smoke cloud that started to drift toward her. The smoke didn't take too long to die down and be less suffocating when it reached to her. She could smell that old tobacco that came from Jacket's cigarette while he flicked the finished butt onto the sidewalk. The rapper still waited for any words to come out of their rather it be criticism or not.
"Nice rhymes…" Jacket said softly while still leaning on the lamp post and having his eyes locked with her eyes.
On the other hand, Koal didn't say a word and began walking away from the group just to calm down and be alone for a couple of minutes.
The young group was proud of themselves pulling off a sweet beatboxing mix and fist bumped each other also high-fiving their rapper. Some realized Koal walked past them to go to a quieter place.
"Thanks, bro who's looking for a hoe," she rapped again in her ghetto accent to Jacket with a confident smirk on her face.
"Don't mind Koal, he just needs some space to regain his calmness," Jacket notified them about his companion's attitude.
"What's his problem?" the girl said looking back at Koal with her concerning eyes.
"We're just having a bad day, that's about it," Jacket said with his arms crossed while still focusing on the group.
"Ooooh, I see. So, what's the matter then?" the girl said curiously while walking up to Jacket but her friends just stood back and sort of chat amongst themselves.
"I don't want to talk about it, ok?" Jacket replied in an agitated manner which made the ghetto girl threw her hands up in a "ease off" way.
"Alright geez, bro" the girl reacted but didn't turn away from his change of emotions.
"And I thought Coruscant folks didn't give a shit about anyone down here," Jacket commented on the girl's openly mind about him and Koal.
"Well, I don't like being an asshole all the time as you think everyone is down here. I just want to change and make everyone feel better about my talent. Ok hear me out, I want to become a big rap star one day in this city, but I got a long way to go where I come from." The girl explained about herself to Jacket which he didn't mind hearing what she had to say.
"Oh yeah, let me guess. You come from poverty?" Jacket questioned looking back at with the light of the street lamp shining down on them.
"No, bro. I mean sort of since I lived in the slums with the rest of my friends here but the only way to stay alive on these streets is to stick together," the girl said waving her hand back and forth between themselves.
"I been used to working alone for a long time now," Jacket mentioned to the ghetto girl while they still stood there.
"Shiiiiit man, no wonder why you act like this. You had a family before, right?" the girl questioned about Jacket's past.
"Family…" Jacket uttered with his eyes focusing on the street in front of him.
Soon after, his mind ran across memories of his past life before everything that happened when he moved to Miami.
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Flashback
July 4th, 1985
Somewhere in Hawaii
Jacket gasped for air as he opened his eyes with a constant ringing noise in his ears as one of his squad mates was crouched over him to check if he was still alive and wounded. He couldn't understand what the bearded operative wearing glasses was saying to him. His other squad mates were further in front of them laying down suppressive fire while they stay in cover behind the trees of the jungle. Jacket could tell that he was laying on top of tropical plants and they were at a sort of safe distance away from the battle that was happening. Finally, his hearing got back to normal and he could hear what his teammate was yelling at him.
"Are you hurt? Can you move?" the bearded operative yelled repeatedly to Jacket, and he responded by letting him know he was fine.
"Ok good, It's not over yet! We still need to get out of this mess! I can't believe you survived that grenade explosion in one piece! Alright, it's time to get back into action!" the bearded operative yelled over the gunfire then ran away quickly with his M16A2 rifle raised and began shooting where the Russians were at. Jacket grabbed his rifle next to him and followed the bearded operator. They grab cover behind a boulder which was a few feet away from their other squad members. The jungle around them was flat ground but was dense with the plants and trees surrounding them. They and the enemy exchanged fire constantly with each other. No one couldn't advance just because how dangerous it was trying to get closer to the Russians.
Explosions still went off in front of them from grenades being thrown at them. One of the grenades land close to the boulder and exploded but dirt rained upon them. Jacket and his bearded friend remained unhurt from the explosion in front of them. They fired back at the enemy with Jacket's friend firing from the side of the boulder and Jacket propped his gun on top of the rock to help him aim. Both couldn't see if they hit something but immediately went back into cover after they stopped firing since the enemy continued to spray back at them.
"This is going to take all damn day long! Can't you bastards just die already!" Barnes yelled back at the enemy, but they couldn't hear from the constant gunfire.
Barnes got out from cover and try to see if he could kill one of the Russians after shooting his fully automatic rifle for a second but had to get back to cover so he wouldn't get his head blown off.
"Guys! Ceasefire for a minute!" the bearded soldier commanded his team and they follow the command.
"We need to get the jump on them! It's the only way we got fellas! Just stay low and follow me!" the bearded soldier continued and explained his plans while the Russians kept giving them no mercy.
The bearded operative got out from behind the boulder and dolphin dived to the jungle floor, evading the bullets. The dense tropical plants that grew above the ground gave a good hiding place for his movement. Jacket and the others followed as well with them army crawling through the jungle. The Russians kept shooting at the side the Americans were coming from, but they didn't try to shoot at the ground where the special forces squad were at. Closer and closer they got to the enemy as they are unaware. The bearded operative halted his team and signaled them to get into their own positions. They followed the orders and got ready for their positions. All of them awaited their next orders from their squad leader. The bearded soldier grabbed a smoke grenade from his combat vest and squeezed the grenade in his right hand tightly. His left hand pulled the pin then threw the smoke grenade in front of them to surprise the enemy. A big smoke cloud was released from the grenade and distorted the Russians.
They all get up from the jungle floor and began shooting up the entire squad of Russians. One by one they fall to the ground with bullets piercing their bodies and blood spewing from their wounds. After a minute of killing them, they succeeded to progress.
"How you like that fucking commies! Welcome to the United States of America bitches!" Barnes screamed while still shooting at an already dead corpse for fun.
"Good call you made there." Daniels complimented standing next to the bearded operative with his gun lowered.
"Thanks, I owe you guys too." the bearded operator said to Daniels in a positivity in his voice.
Jacket looked around the area to see how many Russians they killed. It was about six of them and there was only four of themselves. They were trained to do these kinds of procedures on the battlefield to any enemy that outnumbered them. The sounds of War echoed into the distance as the rest of the convoy that was left still fought against the enemy.
"C'mon team, we still got our jobs to do." The bearded operative told his squad and all them agreed it was time to move on.
Jacket appreciated his team and the ones that looked out for each other. Sure, they sometimes won't get along but when it comes down to deadly situations. Family comes to instinct on and another.
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"Um, bro? Hellooo? Are you high right now?" the rapper girl said to Jacket waving her hand in front of him to get his attention.
Jacket was staring off into space and ignored what the girl was talking about. Soon, he snapped back to reality and realized he spaced out.
"Huh? What?" Jacket questioned as if he didn't know what just happened.
He looked back at the girl who had a strange expression on her face.
"You ok?" she said concerned about how he was.
"Y-yeah." Jacket responded quickly and tried to pretend nothing happened.
"Nice rhymes…" Jacket said softly while still leaning on the lamp post and having his eyes locked with her eyes.
On the other hand, Koal didn't say a word and began walking away from the group just to calm down and be alone for a couple of minutes.
The young group was proud of themselves pulling off a sweet beatboxing mix and fist bumped each other also high-fiving their rapper. Some realized Koal walked past them to go to a quieter place.
"Thanks, bro who's looking for a hoe," she rapped again in her ghetto accent to Jacket with a confident smirk on her face.
"Don't mind Koal, he just needs some space to regain his calmness," Jacket notified them about his companion's attitude.
"What's his problem?" the girl said looking back at Koal with her concerning eyes.
"We're just having a bad day, that's about it," Jacket said with his arms crossed while still focusing on the group.
"Ooooh, I see. So, what's the matter then?" the girl said curiously while walking up to Jacket but her friends just stood back and sort of chat amongst themselves.
"I don't want to talk about it, ok?" Jacket replied in an agitated manner which made the ghetto girl threw her hands up in a "ease off" way.
"Alright geez, bro" the girl reacted but didn't turn away from his change of emotions.
"And I thought Coruscant folks didn't give a shit about anyone down here," Jacket commented on the girl's openly mind about him and Koal.
"Well, I don't like being an asshole all the time as you think everyone is down here. I just want to change and make everyone feel better about my talent. Ok hear me out, I want to become a big rap star one day in this city, but I got a long way to go where I come from." The girl explained about herself to Jacket which he didn't mind hearing what she had to say.
"Oh yeah, let me guess. You come from poverty?" Jacket questioned looking back at with the light of the street lamp shining down on them.
"No, bro. I mean sort of since I lived in the slums with the rest of my friends here but the only way to stay alive on these streets is to stick together," the girl said waving her hand back and forth between themselves.
"I been used to working alone for a long time now," Jacket mentioned to the ghetto girl while they still stood there.
"Shiiiiit man, no wonder why you act like this. You had a family before, right?" the girl questioned about Jacket's past.
"Family…" Jacket uttered with his eyes focusing on the street in front of him.
Soon after, his mind ran across memories of his past life before everything that happened when he moved to Miami.
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Flashback
July 4th, 1985
Somewhere in Hawaii
Jacket gasped for air as he opened his eyes with a constant ringing noise in his ears as one of his squad mates was crouched over him to check if he was still alive and wounded. He couldn't understand what the bearded operative wearing glasses was saying to him. His other squad mates were further in front of them laying down suppressive fire while they stay in cover behind the trees of the jungle. Jacket could tell that he was laying on top of tropical plants and they were at a sort of safe distance away from the battle that was happening. Finally, his hearing got back to normal and he could hear what his teammate was yelling at him.
"Are you hurt? Can you move?" the bearded operative yelled repeatedly to Jacket, and he responded by letting him know he was fine.
"Ok good, It's not over yet! We still need to get out of this mess! I can't believe you survived that grenade explosion in one piece! Alright, it's time to get back into action!" the bearded operative yelled over the gunfire then ran away quickly with his M16A2 rifle raised and began shooting where the Russians were at. Jacket grabbed his rifle next to him and followed the bearded operator. They grab cover behind a boulder which was a few feet away from their other squad members. The jungle around them was flat ground but was dense with the plants and trees surrounding them. They and the enemy exchanged fire constantly with each other. No one couldn't advance just because how dangerous it was trying to get closer to the Russians.
Explosions still went off in front of them from grenades being thrown at them. One of the grenades land close to the boulder and exploded but dirt rained upon them. Jacket and his bearded friend remained unhurt from the explosion in front of them. They fired back at the enemy with Jacket's friend firing from the side of the boulder and Jacket propped his gun on top of the rock to help him aim. Both couldn't see if they hit something but immediately went back into cover after they stopped firing since the enemy continued to spray back at them.
"This is going to take all damn day long! Can't you bastards just die already!" Barnes yelled back at the enemy, but they couldn't hear from the constant gunfire.
Barnes got out from cover and try to see if he could kill one of the Russians after shooting his fully automatic rifle for a second but had to get back to cover so he wouldn't get his head blown off.
"Guys! Ceasefire for a minute!" the bearded soldier commanded his team and they follow the command.
"We need to get the jump on them! It's the only way we got fellas! Just stay low and follow me!" the bearded soldier continued and explained his plans while the Russians kept giving them no mercy.
The bearded operative got out from behind the boulder and dolphin dived to the jungle floor, evading the bullets. The dense tropical plants that grew above the ground gave a good hiding place for his movement. Jacket and the others followed as well with them army crawling through the jungle. The Russians kept shooting at the side the Americans were coming from, but they didn't try to shoot at the ground where the special forces squad were at. Closer and closer they got to the enemy as they are unaware. The bearded operative halted his team and signaled them to get into their own positions. They followed the orders and got ready for their positions. All of them awaited their next orders from their squad leader. The bearded soldier grabbed a smoke grenade from his combat vest and squeezed the grenade in his right hand tightly. His left hand pulled the pin then threw the smoke grenade in front of them to surprise the enemy. A big smoke cloud was released from the grenade and distorted the Russians.
They all get up from the jungle floor and began shooting up the entire squad of Russians. One by one they fall to the ground with bullets piercing their bodies and blood spewing from their wounds. After a minute of killing them, they succeeded to progress.
"How you like that fucking commies! Welcome to the United States of America bitches!" Barnes screamed while still shooting at an already dead corpse for fun.
"Good call you made there." Daniels complimented standing next to the bearded operative with his gun lowered.
"Thanks, I owe you guys too." the bearded operator said to Daniels in a positivity in his voice.
Jacket looked around the area to see how many Russians they killed. It was about six of them and there was only four of themselves. They were trained to do these kinds of procedures on the battlefield to any enemy that outnumbered them. The sounds of War echoed into the distance as the rest of the convoy that was left still fought against the enemy.
"C'mon team, we still got our jobs to do." The bearded operative told his squad and all them agreed it was time to move on.
Jacket appreciated his team and the ones that looked out for each other. Sure, they sometimes won't get along but when it comes down to deadly situations. Family comes to instinct on and another.
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"Um, bro? Hellooo? Are you high right now?" the rapper girl said to Jacket waving her hand in front of him to get his attention.
Jacket was staring off into space and ignored what the girl was talking about. Soon, he snapped back to reality and realized he spaced out.
"Huh? What?" Jacket questioned as if he didn't know what just happened.
He looked back at the girl who had a strange expression on her face.
"You ok?" she said concerned about how he was.
"Y-yeah." Jacket responded quickly and tried to pretend nothing happened.
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