Life In Black Hours

["Zero" Americanski]

I give Misha a scornful look and say "I need to go and make sure Valodya doesn't injure himself. Please don't follow me." I trail Bassarov, staying out of sight. I barely realize that I have been calling him by his first name, as right now I'm more concerned with his mental injury. I wait outisde his room, not prying into his privacy but merely making sure he doesn't do anything foolish, like overdose on painkillers... Again.

(Well I g2g. Cya tommorow night.)

[Sephos]

I, of course, have absolutely no intention on following the little girl that seems to have bonded to Bassarov's hip. Instead, I will take my leave of Mischa, and anyone else for that matter, take my two packs of cigarettes (minus the few that I have already smoked) and head outside. I don't need this crap, really I don't. All I wanted to do was help out socialism any way that I could, overthrowing the tyrany of Red Infinity and cancelling out all other threats to the well being of society, was that to f'ucking much to ask???

I want to go back to my clothing and pizza crust strewn appartment. I want to sit and assail the whacked out government with poetry to spur the masses on to self thinking and protest against injustice. This whole "band of rebels" thing is a f'ucking joke anyways. This is nothing more than some sort of fancy dating service with Bassarov as the owner, although he doesn't realize it. All anyone does is f'uck, want to f'uck, sit around asking what to do, or get captured. What happened to the marvelous mad group of rebels that was out to overthrow opression??? What happened to that? I am so f'ucking sick of this whole joke! What is the point? WHAT IS THE POINT???

And now I have alienated the only two people that actually give a da'mn about this whole thing. What the hell is wrong with me? I might as well join the "bad guys" since nothing I have been doing has been afflicting them in any way, shape, or form.

I walk off a ways from the "rebel base" and sit on an old downed log. Cigarette after cigarette turn into shortened stubs as I try to commit suicide through the slow and painful way of tar inhalation... I dont' think it will work.

My mind is clogged with self loathing and irritation as I trace lines on my skin with a bent open safety pin from my shirt sleeve. Sometimes focussing your attention on one thing can relieve it from having to stay upon something else... and so I flinch a little and watch little lines appear on their own accord, intermingled by the deep draws on the cancer stick. Any high that I once had from drinking has now been completely diminished. What a way to spend an evening.

[Tarsky Merstov]

I sit in my office, and lay back in my desk. This stupid report is done. And, this ministry of war, I hope I have some control over it. The Ministry of Terror too, ya. Kaschei is gone, I should get some benifits.

I teleport to Ukko's office, with the report in hand.

"Ukko, I have a question. This Minister of War, who is it? And, now that Kaschei is gone, shouldn't I like tak eover his position, instead of being Minister of Defense? Or, could I be both. Oh, ya. The report is done."

I look and see Vald Kolov standing in the office.

"And, what's he doing here!?"

[Soji]

Soji stood up from the ground in the room that Bassarov had shown him to. His finger wasn't sore, though he had the gun in a death grip for fear of some sort of trick. He looked around and sighed. It's better than some places I've stayed in. Soji thought a moment, then set his gun down leaning against the wall. I don't see any need to lug that thing around forever, but just in case..... He checked the chamber in his smaller pistol. It was loaded.
Soji carefully placed it in it's holster at his side. He could only hope he wouldn't have to use it.
He carefully opened the door and stepped back out into the hallway. There was not a single other person in the hall. Sighing with semi-relief, he thought Perhaps I'm being a little judgemental. They could've finished me off at any time. This is what was running through his head when he stoppped abruptly. He had thought he heard voices down here earlier, but payed no attention. Now that he was closer, he could definately hear people. Taking a deep breath, he reminded himself that he was with them, he was on a job, one that envolved trusting others. Still, he hesitated. The only one he actually knew around here was Bassarov, and even with him he couldn't be absolutely sure. Soji simply decided to walk by. If he as attacked, he'd have to find a way to deal with it. He looked around the corner and noticed a person standing there. He sighed and his hand etched slightly closer to his gun Don't shoot or point your gun right away.....give it a chance. He told himself. Soji stepped into the room and began walking towards the person, slowly and deliberately.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov sits in his room, but heard the quiet footsteps of Americanski, as well as the muted sound of the apartment door opening.

"I am not going to do anything foolish, you should not worry. I am a little upset still, but mostly okay." Bassarov says from inside his room.

He opens the door, and sure enough she is there.
"You really are very loyal. I appreciate that. I have decided that I will not be overly upset with Mischa, we all make errors in judgement. However, I am going to take some time off from that relationship. It would do us both well. I will also have to talk to Sephos. She is important to the movement. I really need to somehow break the tension that exists between the three of us. But, I am a fairly diplomatic person."

Bassarov stands in the doorway to his room, leaning on the frame. He places a hand on her thin shoulder and speaks to her in a kinder voice.

"Thanks again for all that you have done, I am sure that Mischa and Sephos did not want to return, but I am glad that they came back. The rebel movement needs both of them. So you have done a favor to all of us."

He then leaves her and walks to the living room.

"I should go back to the base. I blew off that one person who wanted to fight Louhi (Satsujin) and I really didn't handle the situation with Helene very well either. It is very awkward for me, since well Zero, she thinks she is the mother of my child. I really....honestly can not take on another responsibility right now. But, I will do what I have to do. It is devastating....you have no idea."
Bassarov leaves the apartment and heads back to base.

[Ukko]

"Patience is a virtue, Mr. Merstov. You need to wait and see. All will make sense in a moment. Mortals are so hasty."

Ukko summons a looking crystal, which allows him to watch the Louhi battle. He watches as she destroys cities and landscapes. It is horrible and beautiful all at once.

[Surma]

Surma dived down from the top of the CN tower.He dissapeared before he reached the ground.Surma appeared in a destroyed city.He looked around.There were many dead people."Louhi."Surma could sense that this was Louhi's work.Surma started to make graves for the dead.When he was done,he completely wiped out the city from existence,leaving a barren graveyard.Surma placed a huge cross on the middle of what use to be a city.He than used his powers to bring the souls of the dead,to the afterlife.Surma turned around,and walked away from the graveyard.Something hit Surma on the head gently.Surma felt it and looked up at the sky.It was snowing.Surma stoped for a minute and looked behind.The graves of the dead,were being covered by snow.Surma looked forward,he went north.

[Rodthingy Maestro-Reborn]

The man had been healed, his job was done.

"I trust you can handle this, Anutsaka. I will be upstairs, if you need me. Good luck child, may you find a path that is right for you. Always beleive in your self, and remeber, violence is not the answer"

I walk upstairs and to Simona's room. I knock at the door.

"Simona, its Rodthingy."

[Seppo/Loviatar]

"Lin-Sat, give her back. I'll do anything. Look! C'mon"

I rise, levitating, following him.

" I warn you, I'll let out the goddess, I'm not joking. She'll have fun with you! Lots of fun!"

[Kai]

"Um, This is my picture. And I know everyone in the picture exept that person," Kai explained, "I am just curious, since this person does look like you."

Kai looked her once again.

[Tarsky Merstov]

"Yes, Ukko. Sure. No questions. I wish Louhi would just hurry up."

I take a seet in a chair, to wait.

[Mart]

"Alrighty, so its set. I will go and find Lady Violet now. She is at home, correct? I will, uh, assist her current assistant. He needs some persuasion in, uh...the right side to take on the issue of Louhi. I will be back later."

I teleport out of the office, and to Lady Violet's house. using my telepethy, I try to communicate with Set, but I cannot reach him. There is a psychic barrier around the house. How to do this....

I summon a Ninja from my army, and have him concentrate with me to destroy the sheild. Louhi was also working, so the job was pretty easy. I bid the Ninja leave, and use my mental powers to help Louhi acquire Set, her new dragon servent. Ah, how I love sweet reunions....

[Anutsaka]

"Marva, is it? Marva and Vaeris.. which association do you belong to, Vaeris.. or would you prefer to stay with rebels tonight? Perhaps, it would be better if you took some rest. Rest cleanses the mind and the soul. What do you say?

Anutsaka turns to Marva.

"And what of you? How are you doing? Shaken at all, tired? Perhaps we should go indoors. We can continue our conversation where it is warm and toasty. Let's go."

[Sinipunainen]

Sin exerted just enough energy to dodge the feathers by moving from side to side.

Not before long, his fist was on the way to Zhar's face, sprouting his wings, just in case he need a quick block.

[Zshar-ptitsa]

"Hmmm, ya, right."

He flies at me, his punch hitting my face. I spin out back, my nose bleeding.

"Ya, thanks. I have a big, red presant for YOU!!!!!"

I stand up, and pull a feather from my pocket. It soars up in the air, catching the current and soaring high. Suddenly, it bursts inside the clouds, and clouds begin to pore rain. Not, just any rain, fire rain. A rain that will extend plenty long, and far, enough that Sin will have great difficulty dodging it. I couldn't even fly out of the way. Not that fire can hurt me, though...