Post by Miserere Omen on Feb 27, 2005 1:54:28 GMT -5
"Right, thanks."
Miserere Jade Omen walked out of the hotel, waving in a dismissive manner to the manager. She sighed heavily and tossed her bag over her shoulder, the strap clenched in her fist. With a long sigh she walked down the streets of Moscow, her eyes looking from one building to the next. There has to be some Rebels here.....jeez...hard to look for them and be so discreet. She thought grimly, stuffing her free hand in her pocket and continuing to walk down the streets.
Miserere Jade Omen walked out of the hotel, waving in a dismissive manner to the manager. She sighed heavily and tossed her bag over her shoulder, the strap clenched in her fist. With a long sigh she walked down the streets of Moscow, her eyes looking from one building to the next. There has to be some Rebels here.....jeez...hard to look for them and be so discreet. She thought grimly, stuffing her free hand in her pocket and continuing to walk down the streets.
