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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:47:18 GMT -5
Bassarov opens the sliding glass door for Andrew
"How did you get out there? This is the 4th floor..." He steps through the glass door onto the balcony
"Oh nevermind, come in, we are just talking about the rebel base. Last night I went down to the old metro system with Zero, and we were thinking of using that as the base."
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Sept 8, 2004 14:49:48 GMT -5
Thank you... um, that's an interesting idea. I've never been down there before. However, wouldn't it be a little easy to kill everyone down there? All Red Infinity would have to do is mess with the ventilation system, and we're toast."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Sept 8, 2004 14:51:33 GMT -5
I lean over and kiss Lysander
"We'll see about that. And thanks, it was the mayor's."
I show him a few more things then take the car back to the government building.
It was good to see you again. We need to redefine things. I want to be with you, but I can never let myself become that dependant again. I am the master of myself and my life, as well as many of those around me....
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:53:37 GMT -5
"Dont worry, Ill let you control me again. Im good with it."
I smile. Everything is back to normal, good.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 14:55:49 GMT -5
"I know. But no matter where we go or what we do, we will not escape Red Infinity. They are everywhere. They tolerate us only when they don't think we are a threat, and crush us to humble us into submission. It is a cycle, and I am not sure how to escape it." Bassarov says in a tired tone.
"But that is why we are having a meeting, to generate ideas and think of solutions which were not yet considered"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Sept 8, 2004 15:00:32 GMT -5
"I am glad that we have an understanding then."
I walk him up to the mayor's office. This is not real power. It is pretend power over a ruined city, located in a devasted country, within the framework of a communist world. But, it is something. I am sure Red Infinity will send someone here to see me. But I can work with them...or at least make it appear that way
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Sept 8, 2004 15:05:21 GMT -5
"What if we became less obvious? We could, I don't know.... um.... well, they have spies among us, correct? We could plant spies with them, and use that information to our advantage. Or, we could ask another rebel group for the resources to build.... I don't know who that would be, but whatever."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 8, 2004 15:08:40 GMT -5
"Now that I think of it, we did have a spy called Erin Valotova at the International HQ. She was an intern I think. That is a good idea, Andrew. Maybe we could plant someone inside the Ministry of Terror...since that would help with when and if we get captured again." Bassarov becomes enthused with the idea.
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Yamato
Senior Member
Minister of Technology
Hello there, the angel from my nightmare...
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Post by Yamato on Sept 8, 2004 15:12:51 GMT -5
Yamato spit on the ground.
We'll fight your way.
Yamato teleported them to a boxing ring a few miles away from where they were. Hundreds of thousands of people were watching them.
Neither of us will use any powers. Just brute force and skill.
Yamato send a kick to Steves head, while still keeping a sense of guard to block.
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Post by Simona Weil on Sept 8, 2004 15:21:28 GMT -5
I sit in my cell with Chai Ling, the Chinese student activist. Neither of us has been tortured for three days
"Since you are here, you must be religious. What are your beliefs? I am a christian..."
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Sept 8, 2004 15:27:10 GMT -5
"Oh, um, thanks Mr. Bassarov. Being a spy in the Ministry of Terror would be really, really dangerous though."
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Post by Aung San Suu Kyi on Sept 8, 2004 15:27:31 GMT -5
I rest in my cell at the Ministry of Terror
While I rest I have a flashback to my former life.
In a dream, I am a young student in Rangoon, the capital of Burma...It is all cloudy...a mixture of emotions and faces....
I wish I knew more about who I was back then...
I remember some names. They pop into my mind from time from time
But the one who I remember the most is...
Micheal Aris.
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Post by Grove on Sept 8, 2004 15:28:18 GMT -5
"So this is a void between dimensions? And you are of the void? Well you got in. Surely there is a way to get out?"
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Post by Satsujin on Sept 8, 2004 15:30:00 GMT -5
((I just thought I would put in my two bits here. The Void that is Satsujin is an endless black emptyness. It would be like floating through space, without stars or anything. Just darkness.))
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Post by H-008 on Sept 8, 2004 15:30:12 GMT -5
Seven walks to Aung San Suu Kyi's cell. It opens the door.
"Hello," it says with a feline grin on its face.
"I don't think my lord will mind if I play with you for a little while. I am hungry, and you are unimportant. I won't damage you... much. Anyway, no disfigurement, and no one will notice..."
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