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Post by Riku on Jul 14, 2004 2:25:25 GMT -5
i cough as i see the image. ~zero* next time, wait until you and bass are alone, i didnt need to see that...~. i stand up again. . i think im going to go... do soemthing... to get that out of my mind. i turn and start heading out of the room
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 14, 2004 2:26:43 GMT -5
Bassarov says nothing.
"You completed the mission, you can now return to base."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jul 14, 2004 2:26:53 GMT -5
(OOC that image only existed in Bassarov's mind)
I teleport back in silence. I see the Samurai mercenery out of the corner of my eye and try to place a wall between myself and him. I don't want a confrontation at the moment.
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Post by Iltanesh on Jul 14, 2004 2:28:07 GMT -5
((Must have misread the post. No worse than any of the many things you've done.))
I nod, and blur out of sight. After a moment, I return with a check in my hand.
"I underestimated my capabilities, it would seem. My estates have seen an above-average turn-out this year. This is a check for all 1.6 million dollars that would be required to buy my contract. Are you able to make the necessary arrangements yourself?"
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Post by Riku on Jul 14, 2004 2:28:37 GMT -5
((yea, i have telepathy though, i would intercept it, and thanks to my new technique. i cant control my telepathy that well anymore, even if he has a mind shield, i'd still intercept them))
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 14, 2004 2:32:28 GMT -5
Bassarov stares at Iltanesh blankly. After pausing for a few moments he finally speaks.
"...oh...the contract...yeah...I...can work on that..."
Bassarov says in a monotone, phased voice.
"Sorry, this day does not seem to get much better for me....I need to think...."
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Post by Patrick on Jul 14, 2004 2:33:23 GMT -5
Patrick bites into the pizza eagerly, eating an entire slice in mere seconds. He didn't really realise that he had forgotten his manners until he stopped for a moment, his face covered in red sauce.
He smiled innocently at Janele and swallowed.
"It's good," he said smiling widely.
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Post by Iltanesh on Jul 14, 2004 2:35:47 GMT -5
I smile somewhat apologetically and hand him the check.
"Yes, of course. I understand you've had a trying day. If you have no further need to speak with me, I will take my leave."
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Post by Hera on Jul 14, 2004 2:37:30 GMT -5
"I think I would remember you, Peter. You aren't exactly the sort of person to forget. So no, we have not met."
Hera brushes a strand of loose hair behind her ear.
"So, will LIF accept me into their ranks, and I so, where will I stay? Will I get quarters here?"
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Post by Janele on Jul 14, 2004 2:43:28 GMT -5
Janele grins, she picks up a napkin and starts to wipe his face. [glow=maroon,2,300]We need to keep the baby clean.[/glow] She says laughing.
She puts the napkin down after she cleans his face and sighs. [glow=maroon,2,300]There is more in the kitchen if you want anymore.[/glow] She says slightly giggling.
Her mind starts to wonder to Helene's baby. I wonder how that will go... I know she should have the baby anytime now. I wonder if the dad should be here when she delivers?...
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 14, 2004 2:44:00 GMT -5
"No..I'm fine...I mean..that's fine...that's fine. We do not need you to do anything right now. You may take your leave."
Bassarov smiles, but it is a vacant and forced smile. It bears no happiness or goodwill. He wonders why Mischa would do that after they had been together for so long? They fought it the revolution together. Furthermore, Sephos was a lesbian from what Bassarov understood, but what he understood was clearly very little.
Why would he do this now at such an important time?
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Post by Iltanesh on Jul 14, 2004 2:48:20 GMT -5
I bow deeply.
"I hope tomorrow finds you in better health and presence of mind, Bassarov-sama." I say respectfully.
I turn to leave, deciding to explore the base a bit and see if I can't meet anyone interesting.
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Post by Patrick on Jul 14, 2004 2:51:26 GMT -5
"Somthing on your mind?" Patrick asked licking his lips, smiling at her brightly.
He stood and walked over to her, making her stand as well. He embraced her softly, inhaling her scent. It was the same as he always remembered, except this time, it had a hint of tomatoe to it.
He smiled again. He felt pretty satisfied. Even though he had not had food for days, he really wasn't increadibly hungry.
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Post by Riku on Jul 14, 2004 2:51:59 GMT -5
i stop at the door and glance back at bassarov wondering if he knew zero was here. i shrug knowing that she'd most likely show herself once the mecenary leaves. i exit to room and head towards the medical room
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Post by Void on Jul 14, 2004 2:56:00 GMT -5
It... no... she has arrived. The darkness is coming, but I know not whether I shall stand against it or if I shall aid it. My other half... does not support her. I do not feel any pressing need to support her, either. A dilemma...
I walk the streets of Helinski, deep in thought.
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