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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 2, 2004 23:47:28 GMT -5
this is the new thread for when the other is at 20 pages.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Aug 3, 2004 4:03:59 GMT -5
((Stupid thread locking and eating my posts...))
"That's an interesting exchange of events... Lysander's 18... I can't wait to see him, I'm sure he's..."
Hotter than hell.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 3, 2004 4:06:56 GMT -5
"Yeah, Lysander is amazing. I am very impressed with how things have turned out. Oh, and our Finnish comrade Tahti Punainen is staying at the apartment. He just appeared from nowhere. So things are looking up."
Bassarov takes Mischa to Lysander's room. They enter, but he is asleep.
"Oh. too bad...you won't get to talk to him..." Bassarov whispers.
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Post by Valkoinen Joki on Aug 3, 2004 4:20:56 GMT -5
i look up and grin slightly. "well, sitting here isnt helping any... now how should i get her.... should i make her come here, or should i go retrieve her...", i stand up and go into the living room. "... i think i should make her come here...". i grin again. "..., i know..., she isnt the type to take kindly to.... watchers". i turn and walk out of the apartment, heading down the street. i glance at the different shops and stop infront of one. "... well my pet, not like i need to use money on myself". i walk in and glance around. a guy comes towards me and starts asking me if i need help. i grab his neck and lift him a few feet in the air.
"if i needded your help. i would have asked for it. now get away from me". i toss him away and the birds start chirping. i glance at them and go down the isles. i stop infront of a shelf, the guy walks up again, shakedly. i glance at him. "dont speak to me, is there any purple ones?.. large". he steps back and nods. "then go get one", he turns and walks away briskly. i head towards the front desk as he comes out again. i grab the collar and look it over. "i suppose it isnt too bad..., wouldnt have ones with gems in it would you?". he looks at me and bows, going back into the back. he comes back out and i take the other one. "this is better...". i take out my card as well as my money and buy it
i turn and walk out of the store. "... heh, i wonder if she will find this as amusing as i would". i put it in the box the guy gave me and put it in my pocket, i take out some paper and pen and start writing
dear sayuka,
you may think you have escaped my hold, but i wouldnt count on it. infact, i think you will be seeing me in alittle bit. i dont have much time to write. so i will just include a gift with this... i think you will find it is exactly what you wanted.
i grin and stick the letter underneath the ribbon on the box. i grin and pocket it. "now... how to get it to her". i glance around and see a delivery boy, i grab him as he starts to pass. "... here take this, and deliever it to the rebel base". he looks at me.
"are you nuts, thats not even in my city...., there is no".
i growl alittle. "you will...., i will pay you when you get back". he looks at me,
"and how can i believe you?"
i let him go. "dont you trust red infinity?". i grin as i see him start to squirm. "i thought so, there are some operatives watching the base, so they will tell me if you delivered it..". he nods and i hand it to him. "now get going", i turn and go to my apartment.
~delivery boy~
he gulps and starts riding his bike towards the teleportation booth, he goes in and teleports to helsinki. he glances around. "how should i find this... rebel base?". he sees a large stone building and rides towards it. "guess this is a good a place as any". he stops and gets off his bike, walking up the steps and knocks on the door. he knocks on the base's door. "ah... hey anyone home?, i got something here for a ..." he looks at the box and sees it only says sayuka. "for a miss sayuka...."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Aug 3, 2004 4:23:03 GMT -5
I take a look at Lysander, wow he's beautiful...
"...He's... holy..."
I didn't mean that in the respect of Lysander is holy. I meant that... Ahh nevermind.
"He looks just like his father..."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 3, 2004 4:26:50 GMT -5
"Well thanks. We should go back to the apartment. Tahti is waiting there for us."
Bassarov smiles a little. He is proud of Lysander. It is like looking at himself, but a little younger, and much less experienced. It is like looking at a version of himself that life has not yet damaged.
Bassarov leaves the room and the two comrades walk back to their apartment, there, Tahti is also asleep on the couch.
"I guess everyone must be tired."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Aug 3, 2004 4:33:10 GMT -5
"Well it is getting late... I kind of like it when nobody's awake but us."
I sneak up behind Valodya and wrap my arms around his waist.
"Isn't it nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of the rebels occasionally?"
I lick his neck playfully.
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Post by Sayuka on Aug 3, 2004 4:33:22 GMT -5
A delivery boy comes to my room with a package. I wait for him to leave then open it. To my horror it is a collar. I drop the package and sit on my bed.
[glow=violet,2,300]"Why can't he leave me alone?!"[/glow]
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Post by Valkoinen Joki on Aug 3, 2004 4:37:48 GMT -5
after a few minutes i walk back to the street and see the boy, i grin again. "gave it to her...?". he stops and looks at me
"yes, of course..., why would you give something to a rebel?". i glance at him
"that is none of your business" ,i turn and start walking away. he starts riding his bike after me.
"but what about..."
"the payment?. yes, well. your are too annoying...". i grin and turn to him, blowing out cold air. he freezes on his bike which falls over and breaks. "... good day". i turn and go back to my apartment, going into my room and laying down.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 3, 2004 4:38:26 GMT -5
"It is nice." Bassarov turns around and faces him. He smiles and touches his arms. "Oh and if you ever express any interest in Lysander, I will rip out your intestines with my sickle. I know he is attractive. So I am just saying...as a warning..."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Aug 3, 2004 4:45:31 GMT -5
"Ah ha ha ha ha!!! hahaha..."
I clear my throat.
"I've learned my lesson..."
I wrap my arms around him, and nibble on his neck. I couldn't dream of hurting him again.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 3, 2004 4:48:20 GMT -5
"Good. I am glad. Now, I feel very dirty, I should take a shower."
Bassarov somehow feels restrained. It was seeing Kaieka that did it to him. He lets go of Mischa, and tries not to think about it.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Aug 3, 2004 4:58:56 GMT -5
I take a step back.
"Alright, fair enough."
I follow behind Valodya.
"....I don't like it when you get like this... What's wrong?"
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 3, 2004 4:58:59 GMT -5
I take to wandering the base aimlessly, chain-smoking and thinking. I want to talk to Bassarov but he is busy, and I have learned it is not wise to meddle in other people's affairs, even those that I don't approve of.
The bombs are secured, the helicopters hidden, and I am once again confronted with my one fear: A choice.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 3, 2004 5:03:37 GMT -5
"I am sorry. I love you. I do. I just..it was seeing Kaieka. She messes with my head." Bassarov moves to Mischa and touches his soft brown hair.
"My life can be such a mess sometimes. Does it ever bother you? I attract many people. I do many wrong things."
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