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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 8, 2004 6:09:53 GMT -5
After Bassarov has left I take a quick shower, then smoke a cigarette and eat a frugal beef on bread dinner. I still feel electrified from his touch. It's a unique feeling, one that I never knew existed before...
Feeling pretty good about yourself, aren't you Reiko-chan? asks the voice.
Yes... He makes me happy, what is wrong with that?
Nothing... You're just acting more like a human, like those you said appaled you.
So? My opinion about them has changed.
So be it...
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 8:27:51 GMT -5
"Alright, whatever Deetric. See ya!"
I turn to Mischa.
"I gotta go. Toodles!"
I walk up to my room and change my clothes. For some reason, im fealing much better. Whatever the reason, im not minding it. I think that Dad was right, maybe I sould not be so serious with her. Maybe, we should just have dinner or something. Im not ready for that kinda stuff yet, I guess.
I finish changing, and I walk downstairs and outta the building. I teleport to Anna's summer house, and seach for her. I cant find her, I look everywhere. I sit down on the couch for a moment, but I realize shell find me when shes done with whatever shes doing.
I leave a note saying that I need to talk to her, and that ill be at the rebel base. I teleport back, and sit down in the loby. I strum my guitar for a bit, and then sit back, waiting.
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 8, 2004 8:35:02 GMT -5
"Oh there you are!"
I sit next to Lysander and put my hand on his knee.
"So...how have you been?"
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 8:38:24 GMT -5
I sit up startled.
"That was fast...Oh, well Hi. Not much is up. How about you?"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 8, 2004 8:41:04 GMT -5
"I am fine. At least my sister is off somewhere. Ugk, thank heavens."
I toss my hair with my hand and stroke his leg.
"We should do something. I had a lot of fun the other day."
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 8:46:41 GMT -5
"Thanks, but see thats the thing. We need to talk. I...I uh...I think we need to uh...tone it down a bit. I don't think Im ready for this kind of realtionship. I need time, ya know...But, I really do like you. I think we need to, that is, if you still wanna have a reationship, se eachother for a while. Like, date and crap, not just rush into things...ya know?"
I glance at her, hoping she wont wanna never see me again.
"And the last thing, whch is kinda complicated, Im like, not 18. Im 1. Ya see, I grew really fast, and right now, im like 3 weeks old. So, ya."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 8, 2004 8:49:12 GMT -5
"If you don't want to screw me, you don't have to come up with these lame far fetched excuses. Ugh, it is sooo infuriating!!"
I get up and cross my arms.
"You really have some nerve!!"
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 8:51:56 GMT -5
"Im not coming up with an excuse...doesnt it make scence? My mom and dad all concerened about me, like I was a baby. But, whatever. Thats not the point. The point is, will we still be seeing eachother or not?"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 8, 2004 8:53:30 GMT -5
"Sure, I still like you. I am a little mad, but I can get over it."
He seems to be telling the truth, so...I guess I will just go with it.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 8:57:40 GMT -5
"Okay then thats great! I really like you a lot."
I hop up, and hug her.
"On that note, wanna go out to eat, or something?"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 8, 2004 8:59:35 GMT -5
"Sure that sounds...fun. We could go for coffee."
Things can still turn out. It cramps my style though.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 9:03:46 GMT -5
"Sure, lets go."
We walk outta the rebel base, and twards the coffe shop.
"Your sister, just so you know, was hitting on me. I thought Id tell you. Now seemed a good time."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 8, 2004 9:07:18 GMT -5
"She was hitting on you, that mean I am going to hit on her..... face....with my fist."
We cross the street to the coffee shop and sit together.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 9:16:44 GMT -5
"Well, you do what you want. She not my sister, thank god!"
I sit down and order a hot tea.
"So...Tell me about your childhood."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 8, 2004 9:20:09 GMT -5
"I grew up alone a lot since my father is in prison. I stayed with other relatives or friends of the family, so I moved all of the time. What more can I say? Red Infinity always hunted my family."
I sigh and drink my coffee.
"..and you wonder why I dont like communists."
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