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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 28, 2004 19:40:37 GMT -5
"Well, that was fast. Hi mom, and oh, Its Deetric. Thanks for saving me and crap. Okay, thats over."
I look back up.
"Dad said you had to say something, so you start."
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Post by Lady Violet on Aug 28, 2004 19:42:07 GMT -5
"Chao, the greatest thing that I can teach you is diplomacy. Sometimes, people make me very angry, for instance, when an operative comes into my office and starts to yell at me as though I am some intern at the Ministry of Terror. However, despite this, I always try to remain cool and collected."
I explain.
"You have a naturally calm about you, so I think that you will make a good leader someday. You are very thoughtful."
I look down at some of my files.
"I want you to befriend Matsumura, since that will be a test in diplomacy, but also a way to keep him in check. That is your mission."
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Post by Zhuge Liang on Aug 28, 2004 19:42:30 GMT -5
Having just completed my report on the weaknesses of the LIF, I carefully package the file and send it to Lin-Sat's desk. Thus having finished my work, I turn on the computer. Having no real duties for the day, I decide study the rebels until I am needed.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 28, 2004 19:43:41 GMT -5
I send a telepathic message to Bassarov.
Lubimi, I have finished repairs on Amy, she can be reactivated at your conveniance. I will be waiting outside her apartment.
I am sitting on a portable bench directly outside the apartment door, my laptop for the moment set aside as I eat a sandwich, smoke a cigarette and drink a can of soda. I had originally moved outside to prevent nicotine withdrawl from driving me insane whilst I worked, but when I really think about it just being out in the fresh air is quite pleasant. Patiently I await Bassarov as I finish my 'snack.'
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Post by Chao Zadung on Aug 28, 2004 19:45:00 GMT -5
I slowly nod my head.
" Ok, just one question. Do you know where he is? "
I ask, switching positions on the chair, making it make weird sounds.
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Post by Helene on Aug 28, 2004 19:46:45 GMT -5
Helene sighs and sits down.
~*Lysander. For one... Lulu isnt you sister. Sorry hunny but I think my sister might be... and... your older sister, Lilith has returned. SHe is a hitwoman and out somewhere*~
She stops and looks at both teenagers, judging there reactions.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 28, 2004 19:48:15 GMT -5
"Good to see you Helene as well as you Deetric.."
Bassarov takes a seat and looks at everyone at the room.
It is a little tense in the room.
He responds to Americanski:
I will see you later, I just have some small things to get in order
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Post by Riku on Aug 28, 2004 19:48:17 GMT -5
i look confused and then shake my head. ... varsha, how do you know the angel of death?..... nevermind, you seem to know alot of people. i look at hikari. ... no you dont. im sorry, i know it wasnt your idea to go to a movie, but you know that i have never been to one...., well, once i did... but still, im an assasin, this peaceful stuff is new to me....
Zack
i get up as ashen walks out of violets office, i glare at him then punch him in the face. "bastard... your a good image of red infiniyt scum". i turn and start walking away. "oh, and by the way... have a nice time trying to take the gear to st petersburg... since you wont be able to control it....". i walk out of the HQ and glance around, i turn and go to the teleporter, teleporting to helsinki
Mark
i smile and nuzzle her neck as we lay down, i smile at her and kiss her on the lips agian. im sorry..., i keep forgetting the age difference between us...., i hope that isnt a problem m'lady.
Caine
i frown slightly. ...well... im not sure how many of them would like to help red infinity do anything, even if it is for the environment, but i guess it wont hurt to try....
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Post by Devan on Aug 28, 2004 19:48:49 GMT -5
Devan concentrated his last punch. His fist went through the punching bag. He grabbed the inside of the punching bag and ripped it off from it's ceiling chain. Devan released the punching bag. It hit the ground with a thud. "Boring.."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 28, 2004 19:49:55 GMT -5
I understand. If you want feel free to bring around anyone else you want to introduce Amy to.
(I need to take care of some things IRL, so I'll be back on in about 1/2 hour and then I'll be on for the rest of the night)
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Aug 28, 2004 19:50:00 GMT -5
"Well, thats great, ill jut add to my list."
I pretend to write on a notepad
"Well, thanks for telling me. I think that number....128?"
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Post by Lady Violet on Aug 28, 2004 19:52:26 GMT -5
"He is with Varsha and Hikari, who are with Riku. They all went out to see a movie, so they should be somewhere in the city." I explain to Chao.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 28, 2004 19:58:35 GMT -5
"Lysander, you should try to be nicer to your mother."
Bassarov turns to Deetric and Helene.
"I am glad that you both came over. Are things going well for both of you? I hope so."
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Post by Devan on Aug 28, 2004 19:58:37 GMT -5
Devan turned around and looked at the redinfinity operatives that were in the training room. "Okay i'm bored. Wanna fight me..?" All the operatives exited the training room without haste. Devan made a frown. "This is no fun.." Devan went pay a visit to Lady Violet. He heard someone in her office, so he waited outside.
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Post by Matsumura on Aug 28, 2004 19:59:20 GMT -5
Matsumura teleports back to Riku, Hikari and Varsha. "Ok, there's no use in pretending anymore. I am not a martial arts student. As Riku figured out on his own, I am Matsumura. Varsha, Hikari, I have good news. I don't have to worry about Red Infinity tracking me down anymore. So, I'm out a little early. I thought for sure that was going to take forever. What do you say we all go to the dance hall?" asks Matsumura. Matsumura has lived so long that he knows many types of dancing. His favorite is ballroom dancing, since it is exquisite and beautiful. He can also sing melodiously. He has a bit of a "royal" taste.
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