The Logic to Human Behavior

["Zero" Americanski]

"Thank you..." As soon as Ashen passes out I say quietly "I'm sorry if my feelings are causing you problems.. I can't help it. I don't want to be in competition with Misha, because I know I'd lose..."

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov decides that this conversation needs to go somewhere more private. He looks at Ashen and Kassenia, and is not even sure where Mischa went.
"We can talk in my room actually."
He leads her in there, closes the door and sits on the bed.
"I really can't compare either of you. I love you for different reasons, since you are entirely different people. Mischa I love since we have been together so long and because we share the same ideals. You I love since you challenge me and you protect me. We are so different that I find it refreshing."

["Zero" Americanski]

"That's the thing... I don't see how we're in competition, but Misha thinks we are... I don't want you for myself, I just want to be loved," I say barely above a whisper. "You gave me freedom and purpose when I was lost, but you also gave me something else... Love."

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov leans back on his bed, folding his arms behind his head, leaning against the head board.
"I will talk to Mischa again. He did confront me, though I did not exactly tell him the truth...however...oh well, I can deal with it. Don't worry about it."
He reaches over and touches her hair lightly.
"Everything will work out. Things always do."

["Zero" Americanski]

"Yes... I trust you... You'll be right." I resist the temptation to succumb to his touch, as much as I want to. "I want you more than ever. But not now, not here..."

["Pyervie" Sovietski]

Far below I sense a faint telepathic impression, one that I am familiar with... I decide to investigate.

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Of course. A person can touch someone without sexual motives. It can be out of love or kindness or to comfort, which is my only intention at the moment, Zero." Bassarov explains.

["Zero" Americanski]

"I'm sorry... These feelings are so new to me that..." I sense the mind probe from above. "Oh nuts! I have to go, right now! Sorry!" I kiss him briefly, on the lips, and teleport several hundred miles away at that instant.

["Pyervie" Sovietski]

I teleport down to in front of the apartment from which I sensed the presense. It was faint, like an echo of a touch... Nethertheless I knock heavialy on the door.

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Hmm...it will take me some time to figure her out." Bassarov jumps up unphased and goes to the door. He opens it and sees a young man.
"Zdrastvutcha!" He says in a friendly manner.

["Pyervie" Sovietski]

Target aquired: Bassarov, Valodya goes through my mind the instant I see the man.

"I am looking for someone, a girl about my size, black hair, grey eyes, pale skin, heavy smoker and heavily armed." I am dressed in a trench coat over a black body suit much like what Zero used to wear. One the right lapel of my coat is a gold hammer and sickle, and on the right a gold mobius symbol. My eyes hold the same icy stare that Zero had whilst under Kolov's control.

[Valodya Bassarov]

"She is not here." Bassarov says cautiously giving no more information than needed.

["Pyervie" Sovietski]

"Really?" I sniff the air, detecting the lingering odor of the burley and Turkish tobacco that I know Zero smokes. "She was here, not long ago. She is my half-sister, and I despratey need to find her."

[Valodya Bassarov]

"She left suddenly and I do not know where she is." Bassarov summons his sickle behind his back, but smiles warmly.

["Pyervie" Sovietski]

"So she was here? Why? And why are you protecting her you Marxist b'astard?" I pause. This is going nowhere. "Some day you will die by my hand for defiance of the rightful rule of Red Infinity. Good day." I teleport back up to my plane, recording the co-ordinates of the apartment...