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Post by Kith on May 28, 2004 0:14:27 GMT -5
Genovia and I arrive in Tokyo and check into a hotel. I recieve my newest orders. We are not to fight Hope until May Day.
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Genovia will not be happy that the battle has been postponed, but who are we to argue with Red Infinity?
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I set my bags in my room and go to Genovia's room.
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"Bad news Genovia. We will not fight Hope until next week."
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Post by Machiavelli on May 28, 2004 0:17:10 GMT -5
"Kaschei i told you to put some on when you were in the bathroom changing. But yes i have some on me. Come here so i can put it on you."
~Sorcerer wants to balme me for his incompetance...smile Mac smile.~
But then he does smile. He begins to rub the lotion into the sorcerers skin and Machiavelli is enthralled with his body once more. He remembers how it felt to lay naked with him their bodys pressed together. Kaschei was not always a hard nosed b'itch. He smiled and finished giving his friend a hug afterwards.
"Sorry i just had to do that you looked like you needed it."
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Post by Grove on May 28, 2004 0:17:23 GMT -5
Grove looks down at her, looking deeply into her eyes.
"That is the key word... Were... you WERE going to... I am not dissapointed. I am not really aware of this groups history, only that i want to help them if they wan to help mother.
I recognize your will to help mother too, even if it was a slightly clouded view on the situation... I will not leave you... I will protect you, do not worry about me. I will be there for you, to help you, so you wont be alone... I will be there... always..."
Grove smiles with his eyes closed.
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Post by Aristarchus on May 28, 2004 0:18:03 GMT -5
-I return to the League HQ in St. Petersburg.
-angels, how long has it been since I had a feast? And the Chi Kage is a buffet of that fine angel meat.
-Everyone there is so busy.
-I feel out of place as I walk through the white and gold halls of the League of the Godless.
-Maybe I should start training as well.
-I enter a training room by myself and start kicking a sawdust figure in a priest outfit.
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Post by Kaschei on May 28, 2004 0:23:58 GMT -5
"Where do you store your Sun lotion? In a freezer! Ugh! if it isn;t once thing it is another."
Kaschei sneers and grabs the bottle, he lathers the lotion on his body, completeing the job for Machiavelli.
"We should go for a walk along the beach. We can talk about our plans for the Ministry of Terror."
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Post by Gregory: The Storm Raven on May 28, 2004 0:27:46 GMT -5
The door of the coffee shop slams open, the glass rattling dangerously. Gregory stands in the doorway, his body tense. He steps quickly and sits himself at Bass's table, ignoring the two others.
"Bass, we need to talk. Now."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 28, 2004 0:34:54 GMT -5
Bassarov looks behind him and sees Gregory.
"Oh, I was just showing the anarchists our new facility here. What can I do for you?"
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Post by Machiavelli on May 28, 2004 0:38:35 GMT -5
Mac has had it with his friend. They are ther to have fun. He will not have it spoiled by Kascheis whining. He takes the bottle and pushes Kaschei down onto the towel. He has his arms pinning kascheis armas and is straddling his waist. His eyes burn with an intense purple fury.
"Kaschei d'ammit man. We came here for fun. Not work. We can discuss work another time. I wanted to have a nice relaxing time with the man i adore. I wanted to show you how much i cared and what if felt like to be loved by a mighty black dragon you fool. I wanted to make you happy and make you feel better. But nothing i have done is right or acceptable. I am fed up with it and want you to have a good time. If you can't well go home."
Being this close and losing his temper is like before. He is arroused and looking for release with his love. He bends down and bites Kascheis lip and pulls back looking into his eyes. the dragons eyes burn ever more brighter. They look hungry.
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Post by Gregory: The Storm Raven on May 28, 2004 0:45:04 GMT -5
Gregory glances at the two then returns his gaze to Bassarov, "The Godless are going to invade my city. My people are paniced, they are scattering to the four winds as we speak."
Gregory's grip on the back of his chair tightens, the wood creaking under the pressure. "I've come to tell you that... that we wish to join forces with the rebels. My people can not remains neutral in this world's affairs any longer. I wish to send those who are left here, to join your couse.
My family and I will stay a little long." The wood cracks, "I want to give the Godless a memorable send off..."
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Post by Kaschei on May 28, 2004 0:45:48 GMT -5
Kaschei struggles against Machiavelli, but even in the dragon's weak human form, he strength is astonishing.
"My pet, I am sorry. I will try harder to have a pleasant vacation. There is no need to be angry with me, pet..."
Kaschei no longer struggles against the dragon, but looks up at him helplessly.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 28, 2004 0:51:26 GMT -5
"I suppose it was only a matter of time before Red Infinity cracked down on you as well. This is very distressful.'
Bassarov puts his hand to his chin and considers the options that the Chi Kage has.
"Your city will be destroyed. You should evacuate everyone and go into hiding. I would avoid a fight, personally. Red Infinity would not expect that. They will kill as many of you as they can...."
Bassarov knows that the Kegai will fight, regardless of his advice.
"You don't need to fight them. Sometimes it is better to go into hiding. A city is only a city, but life is irreplaceable."
The revolutionary is not sure what else to advise, but is glad that the angels may avail themselves in the politics of earth.
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Post by Roane on May 28, 2004 0:55:53 GMT -5
She dried her tears and forced a smile. She leaned up and kissed him. It was to seal the agreement he had just pledged. Whether he knew it or not it was a done deal.
Ok Grove. I want you with me as long as you can stand me. I know i get a bit overbearing so things will be fine. I know that now. Can we not tell anyone else? They may not take too kindly to me if they knew the truth.
Lets go and save Swan. I am ready. I wish to help you and Tovio.
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Post by Gregory: The Storm Raven on May 28, 2004 1:00:27 GMT -5
"No!" Gregory shouts, standing and slamming his hand agains the table. The floor rumbles slightly as he shouted. "They pay for this in blood! My city was not simply a collection of buildings, it was the physcial representation of an ideal, of a idea, my Eden, my Shangra-la. And they would turn it to dust!? My city will fall Bassaorv, I can not stop it, but it will fall by my hand and when it does it will bury the Godless so that all can see what comes of shattering a dream." Gregory feels angry, he's never felt like this before. For the first time in his existance he wishes to do violence. When he speaks again he is quieter, his voice icy, "My family will be waiting for them Bass, but my people will have fled to hiding. I will not endanger my people. We shall see how the Godless do when I put their anti-faith on trial."
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on May 28, 2004 1:19:24 GMT -5
"Hard way then!" Kakashi vanishes, suddenly moving fast than the eye can follow. A blur whips around the area, first here and then there, moving like a small fish in a coral reef.
Suddenly Cal realizes that there are multipule blurs, not just a single one. Kakashi is setting up for something. "Now, Ninjitsu attack, Whirling Inferno!" A line of fire lances from each of the circling blurs, forming a massive fire pit in the center of the formation: Calithin. Fire pours towards the angel even as the blurs continue their motion, pumping out fire.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 28, 2004 1:21:43 GMT -5
Bassarov wants to protest, to change Gregory's mind with some logical appeal, but this would be pointless and insensitive. This is Gregory's home which will be attacked, and he has a right to defend it, even if the odds would be against him.
"Is there anything the rebels can do to help you? I am not sure if we have the power to fight beside you, most of us are mortals. But you have helped us more than enough. We owe you something...."
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