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Post by Kaschei on Apr 27, 2004 2:43:33 GMT -5
"I am not really here, for I will soon be gone"
Kaschei returns his gaze to Jareth.
"Yes, you are indeed right. I will go then and leave you to this process since I see that you are well and have chosen your path. The concert is soon, I expect it shall be turmoltous. At least you are your own. I will train Dawn in as your replacement, since you are no longer to be relagated to my mere assistant. When you return, I imagine you will head your own department at the ministry, until then, I go."
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Post by Chastity on Apr 27, 2004 2:45:13 GMT -5
I fall in a heap to the floor. This is too much for me to handle. I am not only losing a friend, but know that my only other friend is bound to fight him, and one of them will probably die.
I cry.
I cry, not thinking about who might see me. I have no pride about such things. I don't care. I have too many emotions built up inside of me to allow me to hold them inside. The healing tears slide down my face, but they can do nothing to heal the agony that I feel.
My breaths come out in small, choked gasps as I try to suck in air between sobs. So soon after my life being filled with lost friends has it emptied out again.
And I do feel empty.
I lay for a long while on the floor, the dirt from all of the people who stayed the night before attaching itself to my clothing and hair.
My tears leave a wet stain across the scuffed up wooden floorboards. It is my river of grief.
I would tell Peter not to do it, not to go after Aries or harm him, but I know that nothing I could say would make him change his mind. And so, I remain dumb. My only words are incomprehensible sobs directed at the dirty floor.
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Post by Kith on Apr 27, 2004 2:53:00 GMT -5
"You are doing a really great job, Celeste. I just hope Fascia doesn't feel bad that I transferred her to Keitoleinen's office."
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I gently place my hand on her shoulder and kiss her cheek.
"I am glad to have you here. It makes my job here more tolerable."
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Post by Selja on Apr 27, 2004 2:57:23 GMT -5
Dinari never came home. I don't know what to do. I call my daddy to have a driver pick me up from Dinari's mansion, when I see a phone number.
It says General Kolov on it. I decide to give him a call.
"Do you know where my Dinari is?"
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Apr 27, 2004 2:59:19 GMT -5
Peter reachs down, lifting Chastity off the floor with his right arm easily. He sits her in a chair and leans against the table, watching her.
"Reality is harsh. I have no words of comfort. Stop your crying. Tears don't do anything to help the world."
Peter holds up his hand, palm towards Chastity, fingers spread.
"You see my hands? They are forces of death. Death is my gift."
He closes his hand, letting it fall.
"Your hands hold life. Give it to others. Your gift was ment to be shared." He looks at his own hand, "Mine was not."
The Hunter tilts his head, still staring at her.
"Stop crying. Do what you do."
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Post by Jareth on Apr 27, 2004 2:59:59 GMT -5
Morrighan closes her eyes, her final tears falling down her cheek.
~Kaschei!! I'm sorry i was never what you wanted me to be. I am sorry i never will be. But perhaps i may come back and do as you say. Until then know i am well and doing as i always wanted. The concert will be fun i am sure.* a smile plays her lips* Please think of me sometime as i was. That is my curse for you. as your face is a curse for me. Now go before i use my last ounces of strength to make you leave. Master i shall miss you until the process is over. Then i shall never miss you or love you again. Goodbye.*she opens her eyes and looks at Omadon.* I am tired please make sure our guest leaves soon.
She closes her eyes and her heart breaks. She pretends to sleep but all she is doing is wishing for her death so she would not feel this heartache any longer. She thought on Omadon and his icy embrace and smiled.
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Post by Gen. Vlad Kolov on Apr 27, 2004 3:02:04 GMT -5
A lone B-52 takes off from what was once Thule Air Force Base early in the morning. After making a brief pass over West and Central Europe it returns to Greenland.
At about the same time a fleet of ten ships sails out of the ARctic ocean from a previously unexplored ice cave. Amongst the ships present are the USS Missouri the carriers Enterprise and America, the AEGIS cruiser Ticonderoga, three frigates and three destroyers (this does not count support ships, there are five fleet oilers and five ammunition ships, a hospital ship and a fleet tug). They take up station near Norfolk harbor, well out of striking range of anything but covering most of the FRA within it's defensive blanket.
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Post by Kaschei on Apr 27, 2004 3:05:25 GMT -5
Kaschei teleports to his office feeling a sense of loss. He stare blankly at the row of human skulls on top of his book shelf.
He telepathically summons Machiavelli, the black dragon,
"Machiavelli, my friend, I need you..."
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Post by St Celeste on Apr 27, 2004 3:06:10 GMT -5
She moves up to him and kisses his lips lightly and quickly, she wanted to remain professional after all.
"You are too sweet Kith. I am sure Fascia is fine. He is her god after all is he not? But i appreciate the kind words. I Live to please my lovely drow. I wonder what i might can do to lighten your workload even more. AH listen to me. I wonder if you are hungry? Perhaps i can pick something up for you. I bet you do not eat very well. Most bachelors don't. I could cook a dinner for you. And dessert if you'd like."
She blushes. She had not tried to ask a man out in ages. She wondered what he might say.
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Post by Alexander Carnegie on Apr 27, 2004 3:09:34 GMT -5
I help Dinari up, and notice an attractive woman beside us. She whispered that our time here is temporary. Who...who is she?
I move toward her and speak in hushed tones.
"Who are you?"
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Post by Machiavelli on Apr 27, 2004 3:09:39 GMT -5
"Excuse me Dawn. Please continue reviewing and if i am not back soon, review some more. Ha Ha. No if it gets too late go to your quarters."
Machiavelli runs to Kascheis office. He senses that something is wrong and needs to be with his friend. He comes in, closes the door, and leans against the wall.
"What is it my dear friend? What has you so upset. I sense it in the air."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Apr 27, 2004 3:13:11 GMT -5
"You may refer to me as 'Zero.' I was sent here by Vlad to remove you, however the time has not yet come for direct action." The girl's eyes bore into you with a cold impassivemess, as if to her you are just an object.
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Post by Kaschei on Apr 27, 2004 3:15:34 GMT -5
Kaschei frowns.
"I saw Jareth. It seems that Omadon is performing some ceremony on her so she can become more powerful. This is excelent for the Ministry of Terror."
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Post by Machiavelli on Apr 27, 2004 3:20:32 GMT -5
"Yes it is excellent but why are you upset?"
Mac walks over to his friend. He takes Kascheis face into his hand and looks into his eyes. He is mere inches from his friends face. Concern dancing across his brow.
"Why are you upset when it will mean we will have yet another powerful ally to aide us in our quest to ressurect the goddess?"
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Post by Alexander Carnegie on Apr 27, 2004 3:21:20 GMT -5
"You must hurry. I do not think I can last much longer in this place."
She is beautiful. I will have her, she will be the one woman that Dinari does not steal from me.
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