Standing By A Vanquished Light

[Gen. Vlad Kolov]

Through my spies in Red Infinity I become aware of a word: Louhi. A word with no meaning to any of my intelligence staff. I set a team of analysts to review all ancient lore available in search for more information...

[Asher]

"Right beside of you. On the chair there. I will leave you to get dressed while i too get ready. Let me know when you are done..."

She gets up letting her hand trail his back as she does so. She moves to the dresser and gets a tee and some more jeans. She had been given them by one of the scientists. He had said she could sleep in them if nothing else. There were also skirts and a dress. She debated for a moment and finally put the jeans and tee back grabbing something red.

She hurried to the bathroom and preceeded to change.

[Hera]

((Then pretend I ignored you.))

Hera does not feel angry that she brushed off her sister. They were so different and she really wanted nothing to do with that annoying part of her past. She was her own person now with her own vision and mission. She would no longer be limited by family ties.

She desired a new family. She wanted to be born into LIF and promote the global facist dictatorship. She wanted to rid the world of the weak races which have caused humans so much trouble for so long.
They will reclaim the Earth for the human race.

She can not sleep so she gets up and makes some tea. As she sips the tea she considers all that she must do and how far she has come.

[Janele]

Janele watches Bassarov. It was saddening to see this happen. She sighs and looks around at everyone and the ones that are not here. Many people were missing.

She shakes her head. She didn't know where Patrick was. It worried her. Janel sucks it in and moves her gaze back to Bassarov. She hears Bassarov mutter something. She closes her eyes and tilts her head downward.

What thoughtful words.... She sighs and looks back up. She sees some other healers and rebels walk back into the lobby. Janele smiles slightly.

[Jon Talbain]

Jon watches Asher leave, unable to help himself. She was so hot it was hard not to watch her. Shaking his head Jon stands up, tossing the blankets back and walking around the bed to the chair and the change of cloths.

He changes slowly, his mind elsewhere, flipping back and forth between what he was going to do tonight... and what he'd just done a quarter of an hour ago. It had been unlike anything he'd ever imagined. He wondered if Asher had felt like he had. He hoped so.

The pants are loose alright but they'll stay on. The shirt is too tight, clinging to his skin closely. He felt strange to be out of his tight, uncomfortable uniform. He'd gotten used to it.

[Shion 'Tec' Uzuki]

Shion watchs her sister walk away. When Shion was a kind person, her sister did tell her she was too nice. "Hmph." Shion pulls out her Computer Slice Card, twirling it around in her fingers she turns around. Might as well see why Peter had came dropping down from the building she assumed.

Shion observes the fight. Clearly a fight, but, a fight for what purpose? Ah, the key word. What purpose was there for this fight? Shion wanted to know. She slides her Computer Slice Card back into her pocket and keeps her hands in her pockets, watching the fight silently.

Maybe this L.I.F group was more then just a thing she used to tease her sister with.

[Vaeris]

Fool... close... specialty... cannot... lose... must... feed... hungry... tired... why... persist... will... prevail...

I instinctively erect a psionic barrier to ward off the blow. As the blade impacts with the barrier and is deflected, I take advantage of the imbalance to drop my barrier and twirl around, allowing the blade to extend to six feet and arcing it directly at John's exposed torso.

[Simona Weil]

I look at Bassarov and put my hand on his shoulder.

"You and Mischa should leave the rebels and form a small group of revolutionary socialists. My group is small, and we may not agree on everything, but at least we are united by some common ideals. One that all government is bad government. Surely you could rally some people around your ideals as well. A group that does not care about the cause is a waste of your time and energy."

I suppose this was pretty rude to say in front of Bassarov's rebel group, but I feel it is true. He must have two dozen rebels, but not even a half dozen are here.

[Asher]

Asher smiled and actually tried to primp some. She had never felt quite the way she had today with Jon. He did something to her no one else had been able to do even with the torture. He had made her whole. He had filled the void. And she couldn't wait to hold him once more.

She had washed her hair and had it up in a french twist with dark brown curls falling down.

She had no makeup except some gloss and eyeshadow and mascara a prisoner had in their bag once. They had actually offered it to her. She took it and had the person released. only after breaking her legs though.

She applied the makeup in an artists fashion. It looked very good actually. She had slipped the sundress on and tied the back. The red was not so overpowering. There were places where it was pink as well. It was light and very nice. She also had some sandals as well. Also a gift from her 'parents'.

She knocked on the door and peeked out. she saw Jon standing there and smiled. Oh d'amn did he look good.

Walking out in the livingroom she forced a smile.

"So what do you think?"

[Jon Talbain]

Jon smiles and scratches the back of his head. His wolf ear twitch, a sigh of embrassment perhaps? "You look great Asher. It's nice on you."

[Valodya Bassarov]

"It does not matter that the rebels are not politically the same as me. We are all oppressed, and I want to help all who rebel against this oppression. That is why I accept such a diverse group of rebels and also why I have been above petty ideological differences that I may have with other rebel groups...such as yours Simona."
Bassarov has a hard time explaining this. Socialist groups that he was involved with, always united with other groups to form coalitions and coordinate activities. This is slightly different though. It is easier to unite with Pacifists and the Green Party, then it is to unite a group of people who are largely politcally apathetic.

Then again, the majority of people are this way, and yet he strives to help them see the truths and injustices in the world. He has to, so someday they can fight to liberate themselves.

[Asher]

She frowns and goes to look in the mirror by the bed.

"I look silly don't i? I wanted to try something different. Oh i feel stupid...."

She realized she was babbling and stopped forcing a smile.

She moved to him and got right infront of him. She got on her toes and moved her head beside of his letting her cheek softly run along his neck and chin.

"Come on...lets get things taken care of before tonight. So Jon...where to first?"

["Zero" Americanski]

Telepathically I communicate with Vaeris

You are to either kill this werewolf or drive him back to his lair, the location of which is still unknown to us. If whilst following him you encounter a girl named Kazenara she is not to be harmed, she is one of us.

[Vaeris]

The telepathic link Zero creates with me allows her to see into my mind, if only for a brief moment.

Death... chaos... I shall... destroy... everyone... die... kill... revenge... murderers... I am... I am... the acc... acc... blood... must have blood... want... need... re... blo... death...

[Jon Talbain]

"Well," says Jon, trying to speak normally with Asher rubbing against him, "I'll need to get some insence and a few special herbs, based on what I read, if I'm going to be able to block out all my anger and pain long enough for this to work.

The impression I get is that it gets easier everytime though so next time it'll be easier."