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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 10, 2004 2:33:15 GMT -5
I back off from him and stand near the door. I think that it is good to have feelings for someone so completely stoic at all times, since it keeps me entirely in check. Why if he was anyone else, I doubt I would have so much self control
Then again, I doubt someone else would keep my interest.
"Oh well, I do believe in elections, and if we had them, I still think the masses would elect me. Lin-Sat and some of the others, I am not so sure. I think it is important for the people to have a voice. The party does have elections, and I was elected, but, I am the only canidate and the elections are limited to party members."
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Post by Despair on Sept 10, 2004 2:37:05 GMT -5
"Good night, Zwei."
He kisses her goodnight, something she did not protest before, and goes to his room.
He does not need sleep, but decides to pretend to sleep anyway.
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Sept 10, 2004 2:39:05 GMT -5
Again, I accept his gesture of love. I don't understand the emotion that it invokes, but I don't have to... All I have to know is that it makes me feel good, makes the pain disappear, if even for a millisecond. "Good night, Despair." I retire to my room and lay down on the mattress and am asleep in a matter of minutes. My program continues to run however, endlessly plotting against the entire human race...
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 10, 2004 2:41:32 GMT -5
I stand back up, the pain in my skin finally beginning to register. "Misha, I have to go for awhile... Keep up the good work." I say to him. I then teleport to outside Bassarov's apartment and knock on the door.
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Post by Zhuge Liang on Sept 10, 2004 2:41:43 GMT -5
"It is important for the people to choose their leader, it allows them to feel as if they have a voice in the government."
((Gotta go, "see" you all tomorrow.))
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 10, 2004 2:44:10 GMT -5
Bassarov goes to the door and sees that it is Zero.
"Good to see you. Come in."
The meeting is over and everyone has left
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 10, 2004 2:47:15 GMT -5
"Thank you... I... hurt." I look around and am glad to see no other people. My clothes are charred and my hair singed. "I fought Kaitalish... I was burned badly."
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Post by Lady Violet on Sept 10, 2004 2:47:20 GMT -5
"It was nice talking, but I should go now.'
I take his hand and kiss his soft fingers, then teleport away to my own home.
I report to my room and go directly to bed.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 10, 2004 2:53:42 GMT -5
Bassarov looks up from his book, and sees that she is right. Her body is burnt and her clothes and hair are singed.
"Oh no...that's horrible? Do you want me to take you to...nevermind the rebel clinic is gone. Let me do what I can for you."
He leads her into the bathroom and gets a rag, disinfectant, bandages, and some spare clothes, since hers are now so burnt.
He peels what remains of her shirt off of her body, certainly with a lot of pain, but her wounds need to be cleaned and the fibers from her clothes may just irritate her wounds.
"I am really not...so good with this...I could call a healer or more medicinal person if you like...."
He gently wipes the wounds, washing dried blood from her skin, then dissinfecting and bandageing. He uses his own weak healing powers to try to help her, but, he is not a healer, and they work much better on himself.
"Does that feel okay..."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 10, 2004 2:57:10 GMT -5
"IT's fine..." The pain is intense, but nothing compared to the time when I was exposed to an atomic blast. "These'll heal in a few days, but it'll still hurt in the mean time. My legs were also burned, in fact my feet..." I wince as I pull off my shoes. I remove my pistol belt, and empty my pockets. I know my pants are next to go.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 10, 2004 3:02:59 GMT -5
"What exactly happened?" Bassarov asks as he unbuttons her pants and tries his best to slide them off without causing her any more pain.
He wrings the rag into the sink before wiping the blood off her legs, and disinfecting and bandaging a large wound on her thigh.
He is so preoccupied with treating her, that he doesn't pay much notice to the fact that she is nearly naked
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 10, 2004 3:06:56 GMT -5
"He found a way to ignite the atmosphere. IT must've been some sort of flammible gas. Rather than fleeing I kept pressing my attack. I guess I picked up some flash burns along the way." The burns, now that they are treated and no longer being irritated by burnt fabric residue, begin to hurt less, enough so that I can begin to ignore the pain. "Thank you. For treating my wounds."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 10, 2004 3:12:04 GMT -5
"No problem." He goes to his first aid kit and pulls out a small pair of scissors. He places his hand on her shoulder as he examines her hair and how he is going to even it out.
He trims it a little shorter on one side, so that it does not look so mismatched from the burns. He also clips the ends of the damaged hair.
He puts away the scissors then brushes the hair from her nose, cheeks, and shoulders.
He kisses her shoulder once he is done.
"There, it is a little shorter now, but at least it looks even."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 10, 2004 3:17:14 GMT -5
I smile slightly. "That's fine. I needed a haircut anyways."I turn around and hug him, quite aware of my own near nakedness and how much it must excite him. "Again, thank you. I can deal with pain, but I am glad that you helped."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 10, 2004 3:21:43 GMT -5
He embraces her as well, and runs his hand down her bare back. He kisses her lips, feeling somewhat deprived from physical intimacy due to the turmoils in his life over the past few weeks.
"I miss...this...." he whispers into her ear as he pushes her against the wall and adorns her neck with kisses
He won't try too much consider the ASS people are always on the lookout.
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