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Post by John on Apr 25, 2004 22:53:58 GMT -5
i put my hadn on the bow to stop her. ... dont worry.. he cant do anything, it is sealed from everyone but me and you...., i look at him. . i wouldnt try either... you'll get hurt. s just leave it alone. i turn and look at the coffin, i take my nail and scratch his name into it then look at kaze.... come on lets go
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Post by Lawrence on Apr 25, 2004 22:54:19 GMT -5
I turned my head at the left.I looked at the girl with my right eye.I was calm,not caring about the threat that was said to me.Don't bother.I'll just reflect it right back at you.
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Post by Kazenara Miyajima on Apr 25, 2004 22:57:52 GMT -5
Kaze lowered the bow as she stared at the stranger. Turning to leave with John she looked at him from the corner of her eye.
"Don't bother.I'll just reflect it right back at you." he said.
"Go to hell," Kaze said flatly before turning from him completely.
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Post by John on Apr 25, 2004 23:03:21 GMT -5
i sigh and walk with her. i put my arm around her. compared to me your a kid... dont touch the coffin unless you want to get blown backwards through the wall. i walk with kaze and kiss her, ... you need some rest. . i teleport us to our room. i set her on the bed and take off my shirt, i lay next to her and put my arm around her
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Post by Lawrence on Apr 25, 2004 23:10:44 GMT -5
Lawrence smiled.Well it was nice meeting ya.I turned my head back at the coffin.Before I touched the coffin I took some gravel and threw the gravel at it.Sparks bursted out of the coffin and vanquished the gravel.I grasped the side of the coffin and the coffin reacted by sending jolts of tunder from my hand to my whole body.First it hurt but than I countered with my grasping hand.I released the coffin.Even if I countered the jolts right back at the coffin it didn't have even a single scratch.I turned around.I walked away.
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Post by Jace on Apr 25, 2004 23:14:45 GMT -5
Decides to walk after sitting on the bench. I am bored and i wonder who i will meet tonite.
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Post by Lawrence on Apr 25, 2004 23:27:00 GMT -5
When I came out of the creepy basement,I started to check out everything else.my stomach was grumbling.I remembered that I haven't eaten for three days straight.I didn't have any food but I had a soda in the left pocket of my jacket.I took the soda out of my pocket and I pulled the pin.I started to drink.When I was finished I threw the emty soda can into the nearby garbage.I headed upstairs.
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Post by Jace on Apr 25, 2004 23:56:30 GMT -5
starts to go down a street to an all night cafe with tables outside i sit at one and order a steak and a glass of wine wonder why it is so quiet.
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Post by Lawrence on Apr 26, 2004 0:08:52 GMT -5
When I reached the second floor I was interested on how the concert was setup.The altar was inlarged to be the stage.Figures.The benches in the front were moved away.There were huge modern sound systems.It was peace and quiet in the second floor.I sat on a chair.I tryed to fall asleep.
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Post by Gen. Vlad Kolov on Apr 26, 2004 3:13:22 GMT -5
As the new day dawns I order my fleet to sail into the Arcitic circle, out of anyone's sattelite coverage. I still have parts of my past to unlock, and one of them is here...
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Apr 26, 2004 3:19:20 GMT -5
The wind over the Siberian steppes is harsh, however the girl is dressed in the warm gulag clothes and has survived worse. Carrying her pick into the gold mine she walks up seemingly at random to a certain two men and says in a whispered monotone "Mr. Dollar, Mr. Carnegy, I have been sent by 'Vladimir' to inform you that you're presence here is, well, temporary."
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Post by Rosemary on Apr 26, 2004 12:02:35 GMT -5
Rosemary aimlessly wandered the various corridors of LIF, seaching for somewhere she could find the materials. Funny how it seemed as though she had passed this way several dozen times.
Glancing up, she glimpsed a door with a keypad, and groaned.
"I'm lost...wonderful. Oh, that reminds me...I don't have any pass codes or anything..."
Sighing, she turned around, and began trying to backtrack her way.
' I need to see a map or something if I ever want to get anything done.'
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Post by KitsuneHime on Apr 26, 2004 12:14:40 GMT -5
Suzumi quietly finished up the herbal salve she had made, and started preparing a bruise balm.
She took a mortar and pestle, and began grinding up various herbs, to combine with beeswax, and add to the stock of the Infirmary. She attempted to concentrate on the task at hand, but found that her thoughts were wandering.
She slowly pounded and mashed the herbs, only stopping to brush a strand of hair that had escaped her braid.
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Post by Sephos on Apr 26, 2004 12:37:04 GMT -5
Things have been kind of quiet around here. I have not spent much time with the other "rebels", choosing instead to go off and be by myself in the woods.
All seems rather dead on the home front. There is busy preparation for the concert, I'm sure. I can't help but think that this may all be d'amn pointless. The world needs to hear of the misuse of communism by Red Infinity, and hear of the hope that there is in true socialism, but it seems that all we are doing is running around in circles, fighting with differing groups like bickering children that can't decide on which rules to use when playing a game. Of course, we have the real rules... we just need to find a way of making everyone else come to that conclusion.
I sit down on the porch outside of the "rebel base" and light up a cigarette. Maybe cancer will take me long before any of this gets sorted out. I inhale deeply, and the smoke floods into my lungs. It is a soothing feeling, and I exhale feeling a little more calm. Not all of the cigarettes in the world would be able to truly aleviate my troubles, but I will work at getting as close as I can by chain smoking. Sh'it. Let cancer take me. I think I would rather die of that than die of withdrawl while trying to quit. I am sure that my body would be so overcome by grief at losing its source of nicotine, that it would simply shut down.
I smile. I think I will stick around for awhile. I do long to see revolution come. Maybe our little concert will do some good afterall.
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Post by Kaieka on Apr 26, 2004 13:21:09 GMT -5
Zephyr doesn't seem too interested in talking as we leave the doctor's office. I can't blame him. I wouldn't take too kindly to someone talking about throwing me in the recycling bin. I doubt I am recyclable anyway.
We walk for awhile without speaking. Finally, I turn to him, trying to cut through the tension.
"It is my call, and I would like it if you would stay around and be a part of my little rising empire, or whatever it is I have around here. Although, I can understand why, if you decided not to want to be here. The doctor has her opinions, but they aren't shared by everyone here. Is there anything that you would like to do? They have a wonderful gym for training, or we could get a tour around the facilities. The possibilities are rather endless."
I feel so comfortable around him, and I am suddenly shocked with that revelation. My encounters with him in the past have not been good ones, so I wonder why it is that I should want him to be around. Surely it is not just the fact that I felt bad for attacking him for no reason. I shake my head. Whatever the reason, I would like him to stick around.#nosmileys
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