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Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

The 'young man' looked up at the German officer, he lifted his hand and pulled away the cap. Brown hair, the color of fine chocolate tumbled down her shoulders. The person looked up and revealed the feminine face of a young woman. She glared at the German and said, I was using the facilities... and I am not a boy... do I look like a boy? She looked down at her body, the curves hidden by the overalls. I am a woman. She looked around the bar at all the men staring at her. Excuse me. She pushed past the officer and walked over to her father, sitting down at the table awkwardly. The Gernan men were all staring at her, like a piece of candy among starving children. She took a sip of her wine and finished off the glass. Her father stood up and thanked the bartender. She stood up to leave as well, but one German man put an arm around her waist. Stay with us frauline, we could use your company. She squealed and pushed away, another grabbing her with a laugh. What are you doing? Covering up that body made to sin with? He kissed her on the cheek. Charlotte cried out and struck him across the face, making the German men laugh at the slighted man. She scrambled after her father and stood behind him. Cute little frauline... come and drink with us! She glared at all the men and shook her head, making them burst out laughing. She was hauntingly beautiful, lips that were made to kiss and hips made to hold onto during a long hard fuck. She glared at all the men and walked toawrds the door.
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Karl was shocked, watching as luscious tendrils of russet hair fell from beneath the cap, framing the frowning but pretty face looking up at him. He grinned, unable to hold back a chuckle. Well then, I suppose I was mistaken! You certainly dont look like a boy, but your clothing does leave a lot to the imagination. He joked, but she was already shoving him aside he wasnt feeling particularly combative at that moment, allowing the slight. Her father had the correct idea, rushing his daughter to finish her drink and to leave with him. More soldiers were making their way inside for a drink, though many seemed to have already been tapping into the liquor they had taken with them for the trip. She was instantly noticed by the men, grasping at her hungrily, it had been months since they had been in the presence of women, especially one so delicate. He watched on as they teased her unabashedly, to which she responded most negatively, shying behind her father, whom attempted to take her out of the establishment. The soldiers seemed to be having none of it however, one of them grasping her wrist and pulling her into his chest, laughing almost giddily as she struggled. Karl had seen enough at this point however, barking attention to the men. They immediately dropped what they were doing and stood to attention. Karl tutted as he approached, shaking his head with his arms crossed. What a despicable display. You are Deutschlands finest, and here you are tormenting a young girl. I want each of you outside doing laps about the camp. NOW. He growled the last word, each of the men involved in the little upstart making their way outside to run around drunkenly in the dark. The embarrassment should be punishment enough. Turning his attention to the young lady and her father, he smiled. Forgive my men sir, they mean no harm, just battle weary I suppose. Not used to civility anymore. Please, leave your daughter under my care and I shall take good care of her for the evening. It was more of a demand than a request, and when an SS officer demands something, it was never denied.
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Her father looked at the German with anger, then to his beautiful daughter, standing there, innocently gazing around the room. He knew he could not rebuke this SS officer, it would mean suspicion and possibly an investigation on the family. He turned to look at Charlotte and spoke to her, let him buy you one drink then come straight home. he whispered and she nodded. He kissed her on the forehead then with a nod left her in the care of the German man. Charlotte turned to look at him with cautious eyes, glancing him over slowly, before saying to him, You are part of the Gestapo? Why have you come to this town? We are quiet people who do not bother others. She looked up at him with a pair of dark brown eyes with golden flecks in them. Her full pink lips fit onto her face in a way that made her look like a model. An image of beauty tucked away in rural France, wearing overalls and loose shirts. A girl like her would look beautiful in Paris or Berlin, wearing the newest fashions... dancing, going out to eat. But she was content here in her little village, far from the troubles of the world. The village had avoided the war for the most part. They knew what was happening, they knew about the dangers of the war, the invasions. But, the village of Laschal kept to itself and did not bother with the troubles of the world. Unfortunately, it seemed that Nazi Germany had a bone to pick with Laschal. Charlotte could only give the Nazi officer a look of disdain and distrust. She had been to college, and had newly returned to the village after war broke out. But she could play stupid - which was probably best when dealing with the Gestapo.
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Karl stood silently, a hang tucked into his pocket nonchalantly as the girl gazed at her father, heeding his words as the older man released her into his care. Another smile plastered itself onto his face, watching them struggle with what to do in the situation. It would have been a lie to say he did not enjoy his position of power, and all the things that came with it. Normally women would throw themselves at him, given the position he held, but he rarely found much interest in such folly for more than an evening. Watching the pair say their goodbyes his gaze returned fully to the girl, who looked back at him with a burning gaze. Her words were blunt, and somewhat shocking it was not the norm to have a battery of questions thrown at him indeed, it was usually he who did the interrogating. Tsk, come come now, lets not talk of such things, this is supposed to be a pleasant affair. He purred, placing a hand on her back and encouraging her to sit with him at a small table in the corner of the pub. Once he had sat the bartender rushed over, placing two tumblers and a bottle of whiskey on the table. Please, sir a gift. Enjoy. The mans German was not very good, but Karl smiled and nodded, opening the bottle and pouring a small amount of the golden liquid into each glass, pushing one in her direction. I am an officer of the Fuhrer, that is all.. I merely want to cleanse youre quaint countryside of its illegal inhabitants, and I have it on good authority that we will find what we are looking for. Raising the glass to his lips he peered at her with sharp blue eyes, feeling the burn of the liquid in his throat. Im sure you have nothing to worry about, you seem like a good girl.
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She looked him in the face and said softly, One could argue that you are the illegal inhabitants. She reached for her drink, You came across our borders, unwelcomed and have no French issued documentation of staying. She gave him a teasing smirk, but under it lied the truth of what she meant he was not welcomed here. She took a sip of her drink then said in perfect German, We are peaceful in this village, we do not cause trouble among others or each other. I hope you come with true tidings of peace? French farmers have a knack for being vengeful if you cross them. They don't like soldiers walking through their fields or ripping apart their barns. And in a small town like this, if you offend the wrong person it could result in you not being able to buy bread, meat or drink anywhere in town. Her German had a French accent to it, but was understandable. She looked him over, waiting for his surprise before she continued in his native tongue, Forgive my bluntness, but, it seems odd that you would be in charge of this detail if you can not speak the local language fluently. Her brown hair fell around her shoulders and teased at the swells of her breasts, hidden beneath the loose shirt. She took another sip and looked over at the men as they talked among each other and sang German songs. The French villagers in the pub looked uncomfortable, squirming a bit, finishing their drinks before walking out quickly. She was about to become the only French civilian in this bar, with the exception of the Pub owner. I must go... I am a farmer, I must tend to the cows tomorrow morning. Thank you for the drink. She said as an excuse, beginning to stand up, leaving her drink half full, hoping she could slip out of the pub before things became to roudy.
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Karl had been shocked at her words, but did not make any sign of it, merely raising an eyebrow and continuing to nurse his glass. He could feel the anger boiling up inside of him, not liking to be told no in any sense of the word. I think you misunderstand your place here, my dear. We are the Nazis, and you are a French farm girl. We have been occupying your country for quite some time now, if you havent noticed. And with that comes every possible right to search and seize whatever we want. Should I have said the word, this could have been a much more bloody occupation of your village. So I suggest you keep that pretty mouth of yours closed on such matters, or someone might find something to fill it with. His threat was lewd and rough, but she was beginning to irritate him. Taking a deep breath he finished his drink, grabbing the bottle and beginning to pour himself another. We came here in good spirits, and plan on leaving as such. Though there is much land to search we will be here for quite some time. You may wish to change your attitude, or someone might think that with such abrasiveness that you have something to hide. His treat was fairly idle, more of a warning than anything, but still the unpleasantness lingered in the air. She made haste to leave, murmuring excuses. Karl frowned, grasping her wrist tightly in his strong hand, allowing her to feel exactly how much more powerful he was than her. It quickly turned more gently however, grasping her hand instead and raising it to his lips, pressing them gently against her knuckles, stark blues burning up to her visage. Please then allow me to walk you home. He offered, standing and unbuttoning the top two clasps on his uniform, allowing a breeze against his neck, the bar had become stifling with soldiers. I promise to get you home safely. He said with a devilish grin, allowing her to lead him out.
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She looked shocked as he spoke to her in such a manner - a French farm girl indeed! She listened as he explained the state of things, letting out a cry of pain when he grabbed her wrist roughly. She looked at him with big eyes and looked at him as if he was insane. Let me go.. She yanked her hand away from him and said, It is not necessary for you to walk me home, no one in this town would lay a hand on me... at least... no French person would. She glared at him and pulled a coat around her body as she lead him out of the pub. It is perfectly fine, I can get home by myself... She looked over at him cautiously as she put the cap back on her head and softly asked, Is there a Miss Nazi at home in Germany? She had no idea what his name was, and frankly, she didn't care. Hopefully after this evening she would not see much of him. The sky lit up with lightening and she paused, glancing up and looked at him. It is going to rain... She bit her lower lip and looked at him, pausing as the rain fell down upon the world. Shit! The turkeys need to be taken in... She sighed and put her hair up and pulled her cap back on, then took off running, not caring if he kept up with her or just went home. She moved quickly in the overalls, working on a farm had given her strong muscles. She ran down the dirt road towards her home in order to take the stupid birds in to the shelter before they drowned themselves.
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Indeed, no French person. If you have not noticed by this time, there are a lot more villagers tonight than usual. He spoke sarcastically, but had already decided that he would be taking her home tonight. There were a lot more townspeople than soldiers, and he wasnt really looking to start a conflict. They had sent him and his troops there for some easy work, and that was exactly what he was planning on doing. He followed her out of the pub, ignoring her denial of needing his attendance, having already decided to walk with her. Taking out a battered packaged of cigarettes he pulled out a matchbook, scratching it along the rough edge and watching it spring to life, pressing the flame to his smoke and puffing a few times before giving it a shake and tossing it to the ground. He nearly choked on his inhale when she asked about miss nazi. He laughed while exhaling, shaking his head and adjusting his cap. No, no many years ago yes, but she passed. Leaving me with a daughter, whom is schooling in America. He didnt go into much detail, not wanting to speak of his family. I am SS Captain Karl Heiss, by the way. He added, extending his large hand to her in a much more gentle fashion than he had before. And yourself, miss? Do you have a mister? Or a name? He was feeling much more friendly now, the effects of the alcohol making him feel a bit more pleasant. It was with that question that he felt a few drops of rain, looking up to the sky and frowning. Of course, it had to rain now. He sighed, realizing that she had taken off down the path ahead of him. Hey! He called to her, tossing his smoke and running after her, the sudden downpour hitting them both. She was fast, but eventually he did catch up with her, peering through the rain as she rounded up massive turkeys into their home. A small smile crept over his lips, she reminded him of the girls of his youth, before all the uniforms and political campaigns. Removing his hat and jacket he laid them on the fence of the turkeys enclosure, assisting her in herding the dumb birds to safety. He was well muscled beneath his uniform, the simple white shirt beneath his jacket quickly became soaked in the downpour, clinging to his skin. It wasnt long before all of the bird were out of the rain, and breathing heavily he looked to Charlotte. Any other creatures we need to rescue?
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She turned and finally said, I am Charlotte Dumonde. I have no husband. She turned back and closed the pen for the turkeys looking at them as they stood under the roofed pen. You join the SS? Why? To hunt humans like animals? The rain made the shirt cling to her body, showing her full chest , the rain running down her face and making her hair cling to her face. She pushed some hair away from her face and walked over to him, picking up his uniform jacket and pushed it into his hands. I am home Captain Heiss, thank you. She gave him a look to say, why aren't you gone yet? She put a hand on her hip and looked him over carefully as thunder rattled the sky. She was walking towards the gate and opened it up, Do you know the way back to the village? Just follow the road. She pushed some hair from her face again. Charlotte! Is that you? Her father walked from the house with a lantern and told her to come inside. Did you bring him home? she sighed and looked at him, He followed me like a dog. Her father walked out a bit and gestured for the officer to come in. Its raining, we can not let him walk home... what if he gets sick, then we will eb in trouble. The house was opened up to the officer. Take his jacket and shirt... we have soem extras in the spare room. Hang his things to dry by the fire. Charlotte sighed and looked up at the handsome German officer and said, May I have your shirt, Captain Heiss? She looked up at him with irritation, but a look in her eyes, her stance, was submissive. She waited for his reaction, not knowing if he would give her the damn shirt to dry off. She herself was soaked, the shirt almost see through from the rain.
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She was certainly a feisty one, Karl thought to himself, nearly slipping in the muddy ground as she pushed his belongings into his hands, urging him to leave, he resisted however, not entirely sure why he felt so compelled to keep tormenting her perhaps it was how she resisted, and he had always enjoyed a challenge. I joined the army to feed my family, my new wife. You seem a well-educated girl, surely you must know what things were like in Germany before the Fuhrer He stopped, Opening his mouth to speak again he was silenced by her fathers voice, urging the pair inside. He followed, cheeky grin intact. She couldnt have been too happy at that moment but he thanked her father nonetheless. You are very kind sir, thank you. It really just poured from the heavens out there. I promise not to overstay my welcome. He chuckled a bit, knowing his presence might have been tolderated by her father, but definitely not by Charlotte. He rose an eyebrow when her father mentioned his clothing, looking down to his soaking wet uniform, dripping onto their floor. Oh I apologize, and thank you. He removed his boots, laying them by the doorway as to not track anymore mud into the house, beginning to undo the buttons of his shirt. His gaze fell to her, not removing his azure orbs from her as he unbuttoned each of his closures, standing before her with his shirt undone as he fussed with his cufflinks. My my do I detect a hint of color in your cheeks? He spoke very softly, so that only charlotte would hear. He could not be sure if she was merely so angry her face was red or if the color was for the sudden revealing of his skin. He finished with the links, removing the shirt completely and handing it to her. You might want to change yourself. His wolfish gaze followed over her shirt, which was clinging most pleasantly to her chest. Averting his gaze he looked over to Charlottes father, whom ushered him into the living room and sat him by the fire. The room was comfortable, warm, the only light being that from the fireplace. In that moment he might have been happy with it raining forever, so comfortable the little farmhouse was.
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She pushed some hair from her face and stalked to her room. Pushing hair from her face again she pulled off the shirt, then changed. She sighed and looked herself in the mirror, she'd put on a simple blue dress. Turning she walked from her room and looked around, pausing for a moment as she hung up his clothes in the kitchen, then finally came into the living room with a dry shirt. Charlotte looked at her father, than sat down in a chair and looked at the officer, the three of them sitting quietly. She was waiting for the rain to end so she could toss this soldier out onto the road. Charlotte, where are your manners? You should make the captain a cup of tea. He said softly and looked at his daughter. She looked at her father and sighed, getting up to make him a cup. She has her mother's temperament, so much rebellion inside her and attitude. I remember the day I met her mother, she wouldn't even give me the time of day. There was no way to please that woman. He said with a chuckle. It was only one evening like this, when her horse threw a shoe in the mud that I helped her. She had no choice but to speak to me then... He smiled sitting back. And two years later, Charlotte came along. Charlotte stood in the kitchen and listened to them talk. She made a hot cup then carried it out to the living room and put it on the small table next to the captain looking him over. Her father stood up for a moment to use the restroom, leaving them alone. Her full pink lips pressed together in a look of dismay. Slowly the farmer's daughter stood up and placed another log on the fire. You are looking at me oddly. She said in German.
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Karl accepted the shirt, pulling It over his head and adjusting it slightly. Merci. He said simply, glancing over her curiously before returning his gaze to the flame, enjoying its hypnotizing effect. He glanced back to her when her father scolded her, urging her to prepare tea for him. Karl did not question it, merely giving him a nod and a smile as Charlotte begrudgingly made her way to the kitchen. Her father must have noticed his smirk, speaking fondly of her mother. Yes she is definitely fiery. I am sure finding suitors for her would be no trouble, you have a beautiful daughter Sir. He complimented, loud enough for her to hear. Though I dont know if they would stick around long enough to marry her before being chased off. He laughed, saying this in a more quiet tone. Her father chuckled as well, excusing himself as she re-entered the room proffering him a small teacup and saucer, steamy tendrils flowing from its top. Karl extended a hand and took the delicate china from her, sipping from the cup occasionally as they sat silently. Eventually she rose, coming closer to him. His eyes could not help but roam over her form, lit gently in the flickering light of the fire. Her hair was still damp, but was beginning to fall more gently about her features, the simple dress she wore allowing for further evaluation of her physique. She had noticed his hungry gaze, speaking her distain. He quickly averted his gaze, adjusting his position so that he sat more upright. He grasped her hand again, this time more gently. I am not looking at you oddly. I am looking at you lustfully, and I can assure you there is a significant difference between those two things. He was brazen, brushing his lips along her knuckles once again as she stood before him, encouraging her to sit beside him. Surely you must be cold, your hair is still damp, come, sit.
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She blushed wildly when he kissed her knuckles and looked deep into his blue eyes. Why are you pursuing me in such a manner? Do you not see I am not interested in you? Charlotte looked him over carefully, then heard her father walk out the back door, most likely to check on the cows. Charlotte looked down at him and hissed out, You must stop, I do not want you coming around and sniffing at me, or looking lustfully! I am not some delicate dessert for you to devour! She yanked her hand away from him and watched him then turning walked into the kitchen quickly, closing the door behind her. She began to busy herself cleaning some dishes, hoping he remained in the living room. What was it about this German that made him go after a woman who clearly did not like him? Did he like the idea of a fiesty woman... most men did, especially Northern European men. Or did he believe he could tame her? The ignorant bastard. She reached over and turned on a small radio letting some music drift through the kitchen. Outside the thunder crashed, but not as loudly as before. She took a deep breath and tried to focus as she scrubbed at a pan. There was something about him though... he was handsome... and when he'd removed his shirt... those muscles... she jerked back to reality and bit her lower lip. No. She would not think about him like that!