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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Jul 15, 2004 3:40:13 GMT -5
As if this encounter weren't awkward enough...
"Ahh sorry Zero... Will you please just give me some time to collect myself? I don't know how well I'd fare in facing him..."
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Post by Zinn on Jul 15, 2004 3:40:50 GMT -5
"No problem. My room doesn't have a kitchen. Then again, all I did with my kitchen in my last apartment was make bombs."
Zinn eats very slowly. She always eats very slowly. "It tastes like the food from when I was in school. Seriously, they boiled or fried everything," Zinn says between bites.
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Post by Set on Jul 15, 2004 3:43:30 GMT -5
The voices slowly die down, and eventually cut out completely. I sit down on the floor, my back against the wall, exhausted.
"Your mental powers are very strong... Thank you, Violet..."
I close my eyes, and try to relax.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jul 15, 2004 3:45:20 GMT -5
To Misha I say "How long do you require to compose yourself? I don't have all day..." I turn to Sephos and say "I could honestly care less how I'm remembered. Besides, I don't have a name." I say, espite the fact that the statement is no longer true. "And don't anger me. I am not a nonviolent woman."
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Post by TheWyrm on Jul 15, 2004 3:47:59 GMT -5
I take a bite.
"I was fortunate enough to have been raised through homeschool, because of my parents. Food at the house was always gourmet, but maybe in rebelling against my parents, I took a liking to such things as boiled hot dogs."
I lean back against the bed. It's nice to have someone to talk to, especially someone like Zinn. Sasha treats me like his little brother, Antero's just mean, and Simona treats me like her child.
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Post by Lady Violet on Jul 15, 2004 3:49:59 GMT -5
I sit next to him, but try to keep my mind focused on the barriar. "Well, since she is so far away it makes it easier. But thank you. I am fairly powerful, though I am never in situations where I must fight." I myself am weary from the day.
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Post by Sephos on Jul 15, 2004 3:51:15 GMT -5
For goodness sake... I should just take out my little gun from its hiding place stuck into my pants and shoot her in the foot... seriously!
"Forget it! I won't anger you, oh violent one, if you don't fu'cking anger me... and interrupting my sexual escapades is not a good way to start not angering me, let me just tell you that much. I have a lot of angst, I may look like your average gothic-type poet, but I definitly have some spunk when it comes to a rumble."
Who talks like that? ...spunk? ... a rumble?? Breathe in the smoke... let the cigarette clear your mind...
"I am not quite sure that Bassarov would want to see either of us right now."
I do feel bad for f'ucking Bassarov's man... even worse for getting caught... and worse yet for not getting to orgasm during the process... smokey, smokey!
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Post by Zinn on Jul 15, 2004 3:53:47 GMT -5
"I'll eat almost anything, as long as it isn't toxic or diseased. Britain has some of the worst food shortages in all of Red Infinity," Zinn says, finishing her hot dog. "Thanks a lot for the food. What sould I do with the plate?"
Zinn likes that she can talk to Wyrm about things that aren't about prison, torture, death, or politics.
((Goodnight.))
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Post by TheWyrm on Jul 15, 2004 4:00:07 GMT -5
"Oh yeah, no problem. I can take the plate, I'm finished with mine too..."
I take her plate, set it on top of mine, walk into the kitchen and put them both in the sink.
((Goodnight Zinn!))
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Jul 15, 2004 4:04:28 GMT -5
"Well, come to think of it... I'll just get this over with. Let's go."
I turn to Sephos.
"She should probably come too."
I finish my cigarette, in about twice the time that Sephos finished hers.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jul 15, 2004 4:07:20 GMT -5
"Very well." I grab ahold of both of the others and teleport myself and them into the rebel base. I leave them and go to locate Bassarov. When I find him I say "I have brought Mikhael and Sephos for you. What do you wish me to do now?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 15, 2004 4:19:40 GMT -5
Bassarov walks past Satsujin, ignoring him completely. Not on purpose, but just in the face of other issues.
"You have done more than enough, Zero. I have nothing else to ask of you."
He walks slowly toward Mischa and Sephos. He tries hard to conceal his anger, but as he draws near to them, his body trembles with pent up anger. His skin becomes pale.
"Why?"
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jul 15, 2004 4:21:04 GMT -5
In spite of my lack of orders I remain close to Bassarov, in case someone tries something foolish.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Jul 15, 2004 4:38:22 GMT -5
I try to keep eye contact, but find it increasingly difficult in his probing eyes.
"I..."
I look down. Maybe some prep time wouldn't have been a bad idea...
"I don't...... I don't know.... know what I can say....."
I can't stand to think that I have hurt him, and I know that I have...
Stupid stupid stupid... How wonderful, was it worth this?
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 15, 2004 4:51:04 GMT -5
"While I have been meeting and working with the rebels, you have been off drinking and screwing a lesbian. What were you thinking? Why?"
Bassarov feels that he is going to lose his temper, and does not want that right now.
"I will talk to you later about this, I am going home, and when I do talk to you...I would hope that you have a better explaination."
Bassarov turns away and leaves the rebel base. He goes back to his apartment. His anger is controlled, but barely. He is glad that he did not unleash his hurt and frustration upon his comrade, but the feelings continue to burn.
He feels like doing something destructive and reckless.
He doesn't drink or smoke....
he can think of only one thing he could do right now... to get over this....his one vice.
He sits on the sofa and thinks about how nice it would be to see Kaieka right about now....
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