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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 9:29:41 GMT -5
"Alrigty...if youre sure you want to hang around me. Ya know, I feal strangly better about the marage...my mom and Deetric. Weird..."
I get up and walk out the door with Anna behind me.
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 9:31:23 GMT -5
We teleport to Helsinki and sit down at a cafe. I order an egg beater cheese and mushroom omlette with coffee.
"Do you know any more about that transformation? It really scared me."
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 9:33:36 GMT -5
"No, I dont know anything...My dad might have metioned it, but I dont think so...Man, Im scared of myself."
I wink at her.
"And just as it was getting good too...hehe"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 9:35:32 GMT -5
"You really should talk to your dad about it, I mean, you could kill someone."
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 9:37:28 GMT -5
"I know I should, Im really, really sorry Anna. I don't knwo what happened. Maybe we should go see my dad together, right now. What do ya think?"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 9:39:04 GMT -5
"Sure, that's cool with me."
I drink the rest of my coffee quick, and get up.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 9:42:23 GMT -5
"Okay, come on..."
I teleport us to Bass's apartment, and knock on the door.
"Dad..."
After getting no answer, I find the door is unlocked, and walk in.
"Hello?"
I sit down on the couch
"Hes not here, I guess We have to wait for him..."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 9:43:54 GMT -5
"You should play me a song on your guitar sometime, Lysander."
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 9:50:56 GMT -5
"How botu now, hold on..."
My guitar meterializes in my hand, and I tune it by ear.
"Okay, here we are."
This is your Life
Switchfoot
yesterday is a wrinkle on your forehead
yesterday is a promise that you've broken
don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes
this is your life and today is all you've got now
yeah, and today is all you'll ever have
don't close your eyes
don't close your eyes
this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be
when the world was younger and you had everything to lose
yesterday is a kid in the corner
yesterday is dead and over
this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be
when the world was younger and you had everything to lose
don't close your eyes
don't close your eyes
don't close your eyes
don't close your eyes
this is your life are you who you want to be
this is your life are you who you want to be
this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, are you who you want to be
this is your life, is it everything you dreamed it would be
when the world was younger and you had everything to lose
and you had everything to lose
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 9:53:11 GMT -5
"That was really awesome Lysander. You should start a band or something, you have a great vioce and play well enough. Plus you are really hot."
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 9:59:29 GMT -5
"Thanks, Anna. I love to play music. It sooths me...Im not really that good looking, am I? Come on,I ugly."
I look at her for a second
"You on the other hand..."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 10:01:10 GMT -5
"I am tired, do you think your dad would mind if I took a nap here? And yes, you are very attractive, I mean come on, you can't be THAT modest."
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 10:02:58 GMT -5
"No, he wouldnt mind...He has plenty of room. And, seriousl, I really dont see it. But, have a nice nap."
I peck her on the cheek.
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Aug 11, 2004 10:04:36 GMT -5
I wander down the hall to a bedroom and climb into the bed. It might be Bassarov's room, but I doubt he will mind.
"Yawn...talk to you later...Lysander..."
I close my eyes and go to sleep.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 11, 2004 10:08:24 GMT -5
"Hmm...night"
I lay back on the couch and take a little rest too, waiting for Dad.
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