Ideas...

Tentatively called "Reviving Life" is a story I've had 'plans' for some time. while these 'plans' have varied from incarnation to incantation, they are mostly the same, man tries to help woman who has suffered injuries that her body cannot naturally over come, such as the Prosthetic right arm she is going to have. this here is the current Incarnation for the Main Characters

Cynthia Mothwing
Age: 26
Height: 5'3
Eye Color: Left eye blue, right eye Hazel-gold
Hair color: brown with faint highlights of red and blonde
Bio: Retired Army Staff Sergeant and recipent of the Medal of Honor, Cynthia is a broken soul. after going on a mission six weeks before returning home, her life shattered, leaving her without her lower right arm and a nasty scar on the left side of her face. her survival still confuses her, for she had thought she would be dead after the attack, and is numbly surprised when she was nominated and recived the Medal of Honor for her actions in save not only the Battalion commander, but saving the lives of those not caught in explosions with her rapid response to the firefight.

Now out of The Army, Cynthia owns a small repair shop for Semis, often gathering rigs that have been abandoned or left for rust and repairing them, reselling them back to the companies they belong to so they could live again on the road. occasionally a trucker came by looking for repairs and a bed, both which she offered for a fair price with food free of charge. With very little desire to live, she occupies her time as a mechanic.

Jack Murphy
Age: 27
Height: 5'10
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Bio: Jack comes from a line of truckers. When he was old enough to be on his own, his parents were killed. with no home and freedom of the Open Road, Jack continued to truck in honor of their memory. he's a daring man, having trucked in 49 of the 50 states, as he once challenged the Ice Roads of Alaska, and been with several woman in his time.

When his truck was threatening to shut down on him, Jack came across Shadow, a small place he had heard in passing as other Truckers commented on the outstanding service they recived. as he pulled to a stop, the truck puffed as he turned it off, drawing the attention of the owner and mechanic. she wore long sleeves and had a glove on her right arm. she looked over his truck, named a fair price, and told him where the bed and food was. he was intigued by her, and as he watched her work on his truck, he noticed the disconnect to life. he wanted to show her what it meant to live again.

This ought to be interesting how this blossoms... i've no idea what i will do with it, i'm just trying my hand, once again, to write Original, not fanfiction... not that either have promised much anyway.

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