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Post by Chastity on Apr 24, 2004 21:29:17 GMT -5
I look up and see Aries standing there. I stand and walk over to him, handing him a dry blanket.
"Aries, it is so good to see you. We have opened up the kitchen for people to sleep in... isn't it wonderful? This is Gheran, he worked in a homeless shelter. Gheran, this is Aries, a friend of mine."
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Gheran
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Post by Gheran on Apr 24, 2004 21:31:24 GMT -5
The pattering sound of the rain is soothing, and almost makes laying on the hard cold floor comfortable. There are surprisingly no leaks in the ceiling, whoever maintained this building did a very good job of it. I stand up and extend my hand to the new visitor
"Hello Aries, pleased to meet you. My name is Gheran!"
I smile at him.
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Post by Aristarchus on Apr 24, 2004 21:33:51 GMT -5
-"Ah, a pleasure to meet another whose heart is filled with compasion for those who suffer."
(insert gagging noises)
-I shake his hand firmly.
-"Are you a Catholic as well Ghastrain?"
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Post by Surma on Apr 24, 2004 21:35:24 GMT -5
"The world..it's destroyed.It's like trash.Everyday people are murdered.There is utter chaos.Us Gods are doing nothing to help restore this world.Why not take action.Everyday there is a murder.Everyday I send thousands of souls to the realm of souls.I'm tired of sending more than a hundred souls to the realm.We should help restore this lifeless world.We have the power to do that.Do you agree."
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Apr 24, 2004 21:39:21 GMT -5
We arrive 20 minutes early. A feeling of overwhelming anxiety saturates the air. My speech is prepared, but unpracticed.
"Vincent, I have something to confide in you..."
"Yes, sir?"
"I am not ready for this..."
"I have never heard you say that, sir... You do well every other night, this one shall be no exception."
"Ahh thank you... The press is blood thirsty, and will accept any offering I give to them, so long as it has meat on it..."
I breathe deeply, things will work out.
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Post by Gheran on Apr 24, 2004 21:42:31 GMT -5
His handshake is very firm. I assume that when he said "...another whose heart is filled with compassion...", he didn't mean himself.
"I'm not a catholic, no. I haven't really spent much time thinking about the after life to be truthful... What about you, Aries?"
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Post by Ukko on Apr 24, 2004 21:42:56 GMT -5
"Surma, I don't think the gods should continue to exist, much less influence the lives of mortals. You do not understand my intentions for the world. We meddled too much in the past. Let the humans build a world for themselves. Right or wrong it is their own." Ukko sighs, no one sees his vision.
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Post by Chastity on Apr 24, 2004 21:44:28 GMT -5
I watch as the two of them stand and talk. I decide to sit back down on the floor and cover myself up with my blanket. I am tired, and lay my head against the hard wood floor. Soon, the sound of their voices and the sound of the rain have lulled me to sleep.
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Post by Aristarchus on Apr 24, 2004 21:47:25 GMT -5
-"I am a follower of the one true god, you may interpret that as you like, Gag-rain."
-I sit on the floor and pull the blanket over me.
-Lovely, I love slumber parties...with dozens of smelly homeless people.....what a treat!
-"It is good to see you again Chastity, you are my only friend."
-I see that she has fallen asleep, and for a moment I have my old urge to rape and eat her.
-I smile.
-I am the same as always.
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Post by Chastity on Apr 24, 2004 21:50:51 GMT -5
My eyes open a crack, I see Aries lay down next to me and hear his voice through the haze of my half sleep. I yawn as I say sleepily, "You are my friend too Aries... good (yawn) night."
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Post by Surma on Apr 24, 2004 21:54:44 GMT -5
"Surma, I don't think the gods should continue to exist, much less influence the lives of mortals. You do not understand my intentions for the world. We meddled too much in the past. Let the humans build a world for themselves. Right or wrong it is their own." Ukko sighs, no one sees his vision. |
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Post by Aristarchus on Apr 24, 2004 21:55:47 GMT -5
-"Night."
-I sprawl out on the floor, and close my eyes, but leave them open just wide enough to watch Gaydrain.
-"Good night to you as well Gas-pain."
-I smirk.
-The sweet smell of Chastity cancels out the smell mass of miserable men.
-I inhale and close my eyes.
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Apr 24, 2004 21:59:39 GMT -5
Let's get this show on the road. Behind the curtain, I was distressed, but on the podium, I am calm and collected.
"As many of you are well aware of, a nuclear explosion has occured somewhere in Northern California. The initial explosion has vaporised innumerable civilians, and the radioactive fallout continues to kill, mame, and deform those who survived as we speak, which isn't to mention the environmental damage... Our official report is this:
The cause of this disaster is from LIF's nuclear testing program. There was an unknown accident, and a nuclear explosion followed, causing massive damage to their own compound.
This clearly illustrates that LIF has been working on weapons of mass destruction, and will not be tolerated. We at Red Infinity have in turn decided to step up our own nuclear program, as a deterrent to whatever LIF decides to do with their own nuclear weapons program, which is obviously operational enough to cause a massive explosion. We are doing everything in our power to assure that this sort of thing, can not, and will not happen again. Questions?"
"Mister Futsu! Does LIF have nuclear weapons?"
"They have nuclear capabilities, the potential that they have any real weapons is doubtful, but yet to be seen."
"What would Red Infinity do if they found out that LIF had such weapons?"
"I will address these questions when they are relavent."
The press is asking really stupid questions tonight. I'm going to cut this off short.
"That is all the time we have for questions. Thank you."
I leave the podium, with the usual tidal wave of voices behind me.
"You did a good job, Mister Futsu. Even under high duress, you still prevail!"
"Thank you Vincent... Drive me back to my office, I need to get away from these vultures."
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Post by Ukko on Apr 24, 2004 22:02:45 GMT -5
"I really doubt that, but if you say so. I would say that the gods are more harm than good. Mortals have the wherewithal to govern themselves. I say let them do it." Ukko busies himself with some work.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Apr 24, 2004 22:02:46 GMT -5
Eyes keep close watch on the trio in the soup kitchen. Peter sits on the roof opposite the building, his glasses glowing a dim red as he watches those inside on the thermal scanner.
Aristarchus. The dragon was back again.
That thing can't be trusted. The other seems silme enough. But I will not jump to conclusions.
The Hunter left Roddrik when it become apparent that a safe attack was impossible. He would leave the crowds sooner or later. Until then, Peter could not strike.
He had thought he might as well keep an eye on Chastity. Now he was glad for this choice. Aristarchus. How he wanted to kill him. But no, not infront of Chastity.
But the Dragon had earned his fate. Soon he would collect what was due him, in shades.
The Hunter sits, stone still. Sleep is a need of normal people. He will hold watch through the night.
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