Eris
Senior Member
Angel of Destruction and Chaos
"Well gotta go, people to see, places to destroy, things to steal."
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Post by Eris on Jul 13, 2004 21:14:26 GMT -5
*Idiot..* I thought. "No, it means that I have to follow what I promise. Now do you want your freedom or what?" I ask
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Post by Jon Talbain on Jul 13, 2004 21:15:36 GMT -5
"I have my freedom already, as much as my man in this world can."
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Post by Asher on Jul 13, 2004 21:17:24 GMT -5
"Then lets go Jon. I believe we have heard enough."
Asher looks to Eris her eye glowing a bit like a cats eyes in the dark when a fraction of light catches them.
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Eris
Senior Member
Angel of Destruction and Chaos
"Well gotta go, people to see, places to destroy, things to steal."
Posts: 95
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Post by Eris on Jul 13, 2004 21:19:41 GMT -5
I laugh. "No you don't. You know whats wrong with yourself . Don't you want that malady to vanish. Now I'll ask you again. Do you want it to be gone?" I ask
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Post by Jon Talbain on Jul 13, 2004 21:19:45 GMT -5
"Right." Jon walks around Eris, heading inside.
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Post by Zinn on Jul 13, 2004 21:21:13 GMT -5
"Thank you Mr. Bassarov," Zinn says a little stiffly. "that's very nice. I apreciate it." She smiles a little. "I'm sorry if I've given you a bad first impression. I'm not usually so... violent."
"Where will the others be?"
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Eris
Senior Member
Angel of Destruction and Chaos
"Well gotta go, people to see, places to destroy, things to steal."
Posts: 95
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Post by Eris on Jul 13, 2004 21:23:49 GMT -5
I laugh. The room is covered in darkness no escape. "Litsen." I said turning around. "I am here to see whats going on. If you defy me i will report to the Manla tree in the heavens to destroy you two." i said. "Now what I want you to do is to assasinate someone. her name is Linda. She is part of LIF. She shuld be at the reble base. Shes a singer." I said snapping my fingers. A picture of her floated toward them.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 13, 2004 21:23:54 GMT -5
Bassarov scribbles down the names and rooms of the other anarchists. He hands her the slip of paper.
"These are the rooms of your comrades, and it is no trouble. Talk to you later."
Bassarov leaves her room and heads back to the lobby, he feels like he is forgetting to check up on someone....
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Post by Janele on Jul 13, 2004 21:26:49 GMT -5
I tap Janele on the shoulder. -Time for my ultrasound, Janele. Come on, I dont feel right... like this is a normal baby.- I laugh a little. -As if it could be normal in the first place.- Janele turns around and smiles. [glow=maroon,2,300] I guess you found me.[/glow] She says laughing. [glow=maroon,2,300] Ok, lets go.[/glow] She declares. She turns around and walks toward the medical ward. She walks through the lobby and into the bare hall that was connected to the medical ward. She walks down the hall and into the medical ward. She passes her office and into the examing room. She leaves the door open for Helene to walk in.
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Post by Helene on Jul 13, 2004 21:31:51 GMT -5
I smile and walk into the room. I roll up my shirt and lay down on the table. Im ready for my close up doctor. I laugh then wince. This baby sure kicks hard.
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Post by Zinn on Jul 13, 2004 21:42:17 GMT -5
Zinn looks around the room before putting her things down. The room is small, but it's still larger than the bedroom in her old apartment. She puts her things on the bed, and the slip of paper Bassrov gave her on the dek. Above the bed is a small window. It's a basement room, so there isn't a view or anything. Zinn turns off the lights. The room includes a bathroom. Zinn goes and brushes her teeth. It isn't very late, but Zinn doesn't really have anything else to do. She feels alienated. 'the others probably think I'm a nutter or something. What the hell is wrong with me? Antero was just trying to be nice...' Zinn spits out the toothpaste that was provided. 'There's even soap. How generous.'
Zinn decides to take a shower. She talkes off her clothes and folds them carefully on the toilet seat. She wonders mildly what her neighbor with all the cats is doing. Zinn starts the water, and steps in. the warm water is soothing.
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Post by Asher on Jul 13, 2004 21:48:58 GMT -5
"I do not respond well to being forced to do anything."
Asher growls deep in her throat and glares at Eris. She was not very happy about this at all.
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Post by Janele on Jul 13, 2004 21:52:41 GMT -5
Janele laughs lightly. She walks to the other side of the room and finds the ultrasound machine. She pulls it over to the table that Helene layed on.
She arranges it right beside the table and then walks over to a counter. She grabs the gel for the ultrasound and sets it down on a table beside Helene. She then walks over to the counter and washes her hands.
Janele finishes washing her hands and dries them off. She walks over to the table that was beside the one that Helene layed on. She grabs the gel and then spreads it on Helene's stomach.
She then grabs a towel that was on the table and wipes her hands off. Janele leans over and picks up the attatchment on the ultrasound machine and moves it around on her stomach, listening for a heart beat.
Janele looks up at the monitor and sees the fetus. She then take the attatchment off of her stomach and lays it down.
She walks over to the counter and picks up a clip board and rigths down some stuff. She finishes and looks back up. [glow=maroon,2,300]The baby's hert beat is normal and the size is appropriate with how far along you are, also you check out normal.[/glow] Janele looks at Helene with a grin. [glow=maroon,2,300]You should be off your feet. Any day now... Do you want to know what the baby's sex is?[/glow]
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Post by Helene on Jul 13, 2004 21:57:25 GMT -5
I sit up and smile at Janele. -Thats nice to know but I will leave the sex as taboo.- I pull my shirt down and get off the table. -I think I will go talk to Bassarov about the Louhi problem. Thank you so much Janele.- I hug the young doctor and walk out of the lobby.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 13, 2004 22:00:09 GMT -5
Bassarov turns and sees that Helene has entered the lobby. "How are things, Helene?"
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