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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 21, 2004 1:00:39 GMT -5
"Oh no, just me trying to get some rest. Though I admit that I have had a lot less work now the rebels have been split up. Take it easy and thanks for stoping by. You are always welcome." Bassarov walks him to the door and smiles
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Sept 21, 2004 1:13:47 GMT -5
"Alright, have you spoken to Zero lately? I'm curious how things are coming inside the subway."
I lean up against the wall right by the door.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 21, 2004 1:14:18 GMT -5
I head back to my apartment, somewhat irritated that someone interrupted my work. I begin going over the wiring diagrams for the generator and gas turbine that I am installing in the locomotive. After I have finished I get on my computer and attempt to locate somewhere close by that sells JP-5 aviation kerosene, the fuel used for the gas turbine.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 21, 2004 1:16:18 GMT -5
"Zero? Oh? Well...yes I keep in close contact with her. The metro is going well. I bet she is working on it right now. Should we go see her?" Bassarov asks somewhat nervously
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Sept 21, 2004 1:19:42 GMT -5
"Alright, that's good to hear."
I wish it wasn't so blatantly obvious. I clear my throat.
"That's fine, I'll stop by the metro some other time. It's getting late, I should get some sleep. Goodnight."
I leave his room, and head towards mine.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 21, 2004 1:21:40 GMT -5
"Good night Mischa, and remember...despite some of my actions I love you!!" Bassarov shouts after him
"Really!!...."
He shuts the door and goes to his room to get some rest
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 21, 2004 1:28:58 GMT -5
After my research I am thouroughly pissed off. $3.59 per gallon of jet fuel? That's extortion! However I have little choice... I place an order for 1,000 gallons, and then start to wonder how we're going to pay for it... I'll have to contact Iltanesh later. I shut down the computer.
I then go into the kitchen and make a quick meal of raw shredded beef and instant mashed potatoes. That food and six cigarettes later I go to bed for the evening, still truly angry that the oil manufacturers aren't willing to sell their product for less...
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Post by Rodthingy Maestro-Reborn on Sept 21, 2004 10:14:07 GMT -5
I get up, and walk down the hall. It seems simona doesnt walk to talk to me, as if I have something to do with her problem... I hope I dont.
I center my mind in the other plain, and search for hers. I know I shouldnt do this, but I must. I sift through her thoughs, figureing out what is going on in her mind. Oh, how horible...
It seems she has lost her faith... Red Infinity has stripped away all she has. I know it is hard ot regain faith once you loose it, but I must talk to her. I know He is real...
I walk to simona's room an dopen the dor, but she is not there. I check around, and can not find her. I search for her mind, and find it. I walk twards it, finding that I hit a door. Its Antero's room, she must be cmforting him. I sit outside the door, waiting for her to come out.
I get up, and knock on the door just light enough that it could be heard, but that it would not wake anyone up if they were sleeping.
I wisper "Simona... you there?"
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Post by Antero Black on Sept 21, 2004 11:44:09 GMT -5
I wake up in the middle of the night feeling better.
I look over and see both Sasha and Simona. They didn't forget me.
I hear someone at the door. It is Rodthingy. He always ruins everything
Come in Rodthingy there's room for you too I say telepathically, laughing in my mind.
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Post by KitsuneHime on Sept 21, 2004 14:27:13 GMT -5
((This is to Sayuka.))
Suzumi took a moment to gather all of this information in, then nodded slowly. She began to question Sayuka eagerly.
"What's the difference between a Marxist and a Trotskyist? And about Red Infinity...if it can't be reformed, what'll take place of it? I have little experience with political matters, so I'm not sure what the exact goals are."
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Post by Ichiro Sazuki on Sept 21, 2004 14:29:40 GMT -5
After a few hours Ichiro had spread posters for the school everywhere. He then decided he should get back and meet some other people at the base. Ichiro biked back. As he went back he saw the hundreds of people working. It made him feel sort of useless. He really hadn't done hard work like this for some time, whereas these people were routine to this, and for their own survival they did this. After contemplating this, and picking his brain to figure how he could get rid this feeling, he noticed the weather to get hotter. He looked up at the sun and after close examination, he figured out that it was somewhere near noon. Not only that but he also noticed he was nearing the base. Ichiro pulled hard against the brakes, but to his attention he realized that the brakes had broken, and it looked like he would be lucky to even tell the tale of this. Ichiro crashed hard into a back storeroom like thing. To his surprise he was still alive, yes with a few bruises, but hey even a bannana gets bruised and at least he lived. He walked away to go find other people. As he searched the base for anyone he saw the other girl he saw when he first came here. (Indira or w/e...Sorry if I spell it wrong...)
Hello.
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Post by Thomas on Sept 21, 2004 14:35:26 GMT -5
Thomas snuggled into Tinas Arms.He guess that hed say what hed been waiting a while to tell her now.
"Um......Tina.....I love you......"
He said softly Telepathically to her and closed his eyes.
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Post by Sayuka on Sept 21, 2004 14:54:07 GMT -5
[glow=violet,2,300]I am more of a purist. The difference is not so great. Trotsky and Lenin mainly added some revolutionary theories to Marxism. I am not inclined to follow them since I don't entirely agree with the timing of the Russian revolution and feel it was more party based than mass based. You see, revolution is supposed to happen naturally as the result of the massive rejection of capitalism's injustice. This happens at the later stages of Capitalism. But Russia was agrarian and in a very low stage of capitalism and industrialization at the time of the revolution. That is why I am not like Bassarov and Mischa. Both men are infatuated with a revolution and revolutionaries who were flawed.[/glow]
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Post by Indira on Sept 21, 2004 15:10:25 GMT -5
"Hello Ichiro, I went out picking nuts and berries, would you like some?"
I hold out a basket of berries and nuts to him
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Post by Ichiro Sazuki on Sept 21, 2004 15:29:30 GMT -5
Ichiro took a few.
Oh sure thanks. Do you know where everyone else is? I am trying to meet everyone here since I am new...
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