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Post by Jareth on Apr 16, 2004 0:31:37 GMT -5
"Yes how do you do my name is Morrighan and i was hoping you might help me. I heard that there was a concert being held here soon. I was hoping that i might contribute. You see i wish to aide the rebel cause. Please i would like to join."
Jareth smiled to herself. She was doing it. The plan was working. No if only Bassarov and his friend believed her.
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Post by Moira on Apr 16, 2004 0:32:11 GMT -5
I keep watchin' the news and all sorts of crazy nuts is happenin'. I haven't had a decent mission like forever. I am itchin' to spill some blood. We couldn't have crushed all of the religious people. Sheesh. Then I get a mission. Some Wiccan chic named Kallen. She is in Finland somewhere. I take the mission and head to Finland to find the witch chick and spill some blood of believers.
I take my Helicoptor to Finland and start lookin'
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Post by Chastity on Apr 16, 2004 0:35:26 GMT -5
I hear Aries' voice echoing in my head.
'I don't know where I am', I reply. 'I am at some sort of hospital.'
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Apr 16, 2004 0:35:43 GMT -5
"Sephos...I guess this is Morrigan. Sure Morrigan. I would gladly accept you as a new rebel."
Bassarov considers some things.
"Let's see so we have you, Rock, Lemminkainen, and Garret performing. It should be a good show!"
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Post by Omadon on Apr 16, 2004 0:38:43 GMT -5
The wisp vanishes and Omadon steps out o the vanishing smoke, bowing slightly. His gray robes are open, revealing the bone armor he wears, studded with gems and metals.
"Lady Violet, I am Omadon. Perhaps you have not heard of me recently but I have been aware of you for sometime. I dwell in Northrend, as I call it. To the north, in the plain of Syberia. It's just like home now."
He stands straight, brushing back his ivory white hair. His skin has a grayish tone. "I wanted to offer my aid in your work against the rebels. You see, I am greatly interested in the study of life and death. It's been my life's work in fact. I believe that you and your organization would be very helpful in my research. But, since all things must be fairly traded, I offer my service in exchange for a little of your knowledge, and perhaps some supplies that are in short supply back home."
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Post by Sephos on Apr 16, 2004 0:38:56 GMT -5
"I have been working on some poems too, that is, if you still want me to recite them."
I look at the new girl.
"Welcome aboard, it's a regular crazy house around here, but it doesn't take much to fit in. Morrighan, that is a great name. I am Sephos, it's a pleasure to meet you. Do you perform? Sing? Write?"
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Post by Aristarchus on Apr 16, 2004 0:39:48 GMT -5
-I will search for you and visit...
-I turn into a dragon.
-I fly to the nearest hospital
-I will turn this world upside down looking for her,
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Post by Lady Violet on Apr 16, 2004 0:44:37 GMT -5
"You can work at the Ministry of Terror with Kaschei is you like, but he is not that personable. Otherwise you can choose to work at the League of the Godless or at the Ministry of Science. Those are the places most in need of new operatives."
How wonderful, another magic user. He will compliment Kaschei well. This is a good day, despite the pictures of me on the internet.
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Post by Omadon on Apr 16, 2004 0:47:56 GMT -5
"I'm not much of a people person myself. I will attend to this Kaschei at once. Good day Madam Volet."
Omadon bows once more and turns around, a cloud of mist rising around him as he does. When the mist clears, he is gone.
He steps out of the mist once more at the door into Kaschei's offices. "So, we meet once more. Providece perhaps." He steps inside.
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Post by Lawrence on Apr 16, 2004 0:50:56 GMT -5
I entered the church and I saw everyone busy setting up the concert.Wow you got them all worked up Bassarov.I continued to look at the church.
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Post by Jareth on Apr 16, 2004 0:52:06 GMT -5
I look at Sephos and smile.
"I sing. I will do an audition if needed. I would like to sing in the concert as well."
She pleads with her eyes to both of them and pouts a bit. She smiles inside.
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Post by Kaschei on Apr 16, 2004 0:52:51 GMT -5
"Hello my dead friend, how is your decay? What brings you to my study? Have you come to see the library of the greatest sorcerer to ever walk the face of the earth, or were you simply taken by my dashing good looks." Kaschei says with a chuckle
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Apr 16, 2004 0:55:54 GMT -5
"Sure, you can be a part of the concert Morrigan. What sort of music do you perform?"
Bassarov turns to Lawrence.
"Where have you been?"
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Post by Sayuka on Apr 16, 2004 0:58:53 GMT -5
[shadow=violet,left,300]I walk over to the rebels who are talking about the concert. I frown at the idea of it. Music is a waste of time that could be spent doing political things.[/shadow]
"Surely we will be attacked during the concert. The idea is not wise."
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Post by Omadon on Apr 16, 2004 1:02:39 GMT -5
"Your ego grows with each age, young Master Kaschei. As you can see, I am close to perfecting my art of reanimation. Soon, I will have the perfect body in which to house my energies. In the meantime, this will do.
Now, as to my sudden appearence, I have decided to work with this government for a time. All things pass but this might prove to be very useful while it lasts. Violet sent me here, for some reason.
I thought I would speak with you before I left once more. I am going to this rebel church I have heard so much about. Seeing them in my crystal is not the same as being there. Besides, I must finish collecting samples. That little time warp of your's reversed by collection of rebel blood and auras. I must collect them over again."
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