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Post by Gurth on Apr 7, 2004 16:23:55 GMT -5
"Whats the work?"
Gurth asks crossing her arms and looking sideways at Virgil.
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Post by Virgil- The Prophet on Apr 7, 2004 16:25:14 GMT -5
Virgil shrugs, looking into space, "Stealing a nuclear missile," he says lightly.
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Post by Gurth on Apr 7, 2004 16:29:09 GMT -5
"I've stole some stuff before,but never something like that.Why the h ell does LIF want that?"
Gurth asks pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.
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Post by Virgil- The Prophet on Apr 7, 2004 16:31:14 GMT -5
"Them, actually, we're going to be getting six all together. If you want to know the plan then you'll just have to see it through."
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Post by Gurth on Apr 7, 2004 16:34:55 GMT -5
"Alright,I'm in all the way.What do I do?"
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Post by Virgil- The Prophet on Apr 7, 2004 16:37:42 GMT -5
"Sercurity is tight. Intel can tell us nothing about the inside of the base. With the secuirty systems on, there's no way we can get in. Which is why your interesting weather powers will prove so useful."
Virgil puts his hands in his pockets.
"When the time comes, you will start a storm. The disturbace will knock out the systems for a short time. And in that short time, I will enter the base. In all, the operation should take only minutes... if everything goes smoothly."
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Post by Gurth on Apr 7, 2004 16:43:31 GMT -5
"Alright,sounds easy enough."
Gurth blows out a puff of smoke and drops the cig. to the ground, stepping on it.
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Post by Fascia on Apr 7, 2004 16:58:22 GMT -5
Keitoleinen, the god that I serve, walks into Kith's office where I am working on some paperwork.
"Keitoleinen! What an honor.... I am amazed. What can I do for you?"
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Post by Dahlia on Apr 7, 2004 17:03:28 GMT -5
The sun was starting to set. Dahlia looked over at Adrian, who was sitting next to her.
"I suppose we should be getting back. It will be getting dark soon."
She could still feel the butterflies dancing about in her stomach. She wanted him to kiss her again, but at the same time didn't want him to. She was so confused, she had never had to deal with emotions like this before. She hardly knew him, and yet she felt like she could tell him anything, like she had known him forever. Maybe things were moving too fast.
She stood up and stretched. Her clothes were still wet from swimming in the pond, and they clung to her skinny form, making her feel cold in the early evening air.
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Post by Adrian on Apr 7, 2004 17:12:56 GMT -5
Adrian sighed and grunted as he got up. "Sure, I'll make a fire back at my place and warm up, you're completely welcom," he said smiling and helping her up. They walked hand-in-hand back to the apartment complex and up to his room. He opened it and gave Dahlia the chance to step in if she wantesd. <<BTW... these are high end apartments... science pays nicely  >> |
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Post by Dahlia on Apr 7, 2004 17:17:22 GMT -5
She steps into his apartment. It looks so familiar to her. She bangs her legs into the table by the couch on accident on the way by. The lamp on it teetered a little before she caught it.
"Whoops, almost broke your lamp. That would have been terrible." She stopped, a quizzical look on her face. Hadn't she done this before? No. She had never been inside apartment 206.
He lit a fire, and Dahlia sat close to it, but not so close as to get singed.
"Are you hungry? I could make some dinner for us. I am actually a pretty good cook. Got any food around here? Got any preferences?"
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Post by Adrian on Apr 7, 2004 17:20:43 GMT -5
"You don't need to cook for me," Adrian said smiling and he put a blanket over her, she still seemed to be shivvering. He steped into his room and changed his clothes. He smiled and sat behind Dahlia, rubbing her shoulders through her damp shirt. "If you'd like, I can give you some of my clothes to wear until yours are dry.
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Post by Dahlia on Apr 7, 2004 17:24:17 GMT -5
She relaxes into his hands as they massage her shoulders. It feels so good. She has never really had that much physical contact with people, besides her parents. She is enjoying it emmensly.
"Yes, that would be very nice, if you dont' mind. And really, I wouldn't mind cooking. I like to cook."
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Post by Adrian on Apr 7, 2004 17:26:16 GMT -5
Adrian showed her to his room and tossed her his smallest shirt, pants, and a belt then left to give her some privacy.
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Post by Dahlia on Apr 7, 2004 17:29:41 GMT -5
The clothes fit loosely, but she cinches down the belt and the pants stay up. His room is nice, and surprizingly clean. She can smell his scent on the shirt that she is wearing. She opens the door and walks back out into the living room, turning in a circle, modeling the clothes.
"Is it me?"
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