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Post by Steve Fox on Sept 8, 2004 14:08:18 GMT -5
"Psyco babble ain't no good on me mate. I got all the confidence I need." Steve flexes his hands, the tape on them straining slightly. "I been workin' on some new tricks since last time." Steve steps forwards a few paces and puts up his guard. "Let's do this then."
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:10:25 GMT -5
"Well, im proud. I was wrong to mess around, wrong to abandon you. Im very sorry, and I wont do it again."
I put on a sad puppy face.
"Im sorry. Forgive me?"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Sept 8, 2004 14:12:37 GMT -5
"Listen, I love you, but I am a strong woman. Lulu is not. I can deal with things."
I look at him and feel both sad and angry. I love him, I am completely jealous of lulu. I don't want to be hurt again.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:15:08 GMT -5
"Well, I couldn't. I cant stand that crap. Im really sorry. From now on, ill stick on you like a wart on your toe. Youll be bored of me in a week."
I look into her eyes, so I can try to read her.
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Sept 8, 2004 14:18:58 GMT -5
It hurts me. It really destroys me. How can I trust that you won't run off with the next cute and needy girl that comes by?I am still sceptical.
By the way, I gave money to your dad for the base. How is that coming along?
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:23:17 GMT -5
"I know. I know. YOu have no reason to trust me. You shouldn't either. I guess im just gonna have to gain you trust. I promise, I've learned my lesson."
I look down, and swing my head.
"And, I have no idea about the base. But, thank you. That was a very selfless thing to do."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Sept 8, 2004 14:26:24 GMT -5
"I am helping to organize the capitalists, it makes me feel good. I am not sure what they think of me bossing them around, but whatever. I feel...like my life has more meaning. Want to take a tour of the city? I can show you what people are working on,"
I am too soft. I was going to be rid of him and have my own life. But now that he is here, I don't feel so mean and pregnant dogy.
I just feel a little confused and happy.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:30:22 GMT -5
"Sure, I would be delighted. Lead on, oh great one!"
I lift my head up. Cool, shes not gonna kill me.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Sept 8, 2004 14:31:23 GMT -5
Andrew wakes up. He doesn't remember where he was last, or where he is now. He appears to be under a tree near the river. He gets up and strenches. He wanders aimlessly for a while. He is in an area he has never been before, outside Helsinki. It smells like soil, growing things, and water. It is a distinctly different smell than home, but it is still comforting. The last think Andrew can remember is talking with Bassarov...
Andrew turns into a bird. He doesn't do this often and he isn't able to retain the shape for very long, but it is much faster than walking, and he can't tell where the road is, or if there is even a road. Andrew can see when he uses this form. Even if it is only for a brief moment, it is worth it. Heron vision is no where near as color sensitive as human vision, but to Andrew, it is fantastic.
Andrew flies quickly, because he doesn't want to lose this form before he arrives at Bassarov's apartment.
((Did I miss the meeting? I was at school.))
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Sept 8, 2004 14:32:16 GMT -5
I hop into the mayor's BMW and drive Lysander around town
You can tell your dad to watch out...ha ha...we are going to grind him and his movement into the ground!!"
I laugh as we drive past the power lines which are being repaired by that angel guy. Other workers are fixing pipes and cleaning up rubble.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:36:31 GMT -5
((for the meeting, just arrive at my apartment and imput your ideas, pretending you have arrived at the set time))
"Brady and Usha, thanks for your imput but we need more practical suggestions. A circus and a space station are not high on our priority list as a rebel organization."
Bassarov sits on his sofa and waits for the other rebels to arrive.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:37:06 GMT -5
"Hold on, back up. You're working...against my father...? I hope you are joking...Didnt you just say you gave him money? I dont understand...."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Sept 8, 2004 14:40:43 GMT -5
"I support anyone who is against Red Infinity...but that does not mean I am not going to try to promote my own interests as a capitalist, We need to free up the market so people can start making money again"
I drive past another constuction site, where people are rebuilding homes.
Someday, if ever Red Infinity falls, I don't want to see your father replace it with another socialist government. I think the world has seen enough of that.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Sept 8, 2004 14:41:22 GMT -5
Andrew lands on the balcony and morphs back to his usual form. He knocks on the sliding door. He is blind again, but that small glimpse of the world has left him in high spirits. He feels a tinge of melancholy because he can't see things the way he wants to, but otherwise, things are good. He tries not to think about how he ended up in that field.
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:45:03 GMT -5
"But then, all those on the bottom will remain, and all those with money now will be the ones ahead. We need to give assistance to those who need it. Provide them with services and help them live a better life. Bah..I dont want to argue plotics right now...I guess I just have to deal with my girlfriend being a capitalist. But mark my words, I will change you!"
I put a confident smirk on my face.
"Nice car..."
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