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Post by Kaschei on Sept 28, 2004 21:03:14 GMT -5
Kaschei turns in his desk and faces Kolov as he enters the office.
"What brings you here, Count?" The sorcerer says with a laugh
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Post by Gen. Vlad Kolov on Sept 28, 2004 21:06:09 GMT -5
I smile slghtly. So everyone knows... "I am here to give you a certain long-term prisoner. We have had him in our posession for 600 years in cryogenic freese, just in case we ever needed him again..."
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Post by Kassenia on Sept 28, 2004 21:11:43 GMT -5
I move to him and put my hand to his chest. I smirk and begin moving my hand up his chest to his face. I look into his eyes. My iceblue eyes piercing into his.
"I am your torturer...your temptress...your salvation if you want. I can be more helpful to you than any god you could pray to could be. Let me have fun with you...i have such fun planned for that flesh and mind of yours."
She moves closer standing less than a foot away.
"Tell me Ezra...what is niddah?" She knows but wants to embarrass him if she can. She will use whatever she can to own him. He will submit to her.
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Post by Ezra Weil on Sept 28, 2004 21:14:23 GMT -5
He looks at the floor and feels a little uncomfortable about the topic.
"That is when certain relations with women are restricted. It is..."
He looks up at her and doesn't say anything else feeling suddenly shy
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Sept 28, 2004 21:16:53 GMT -5
I begin to grow tired of this political discussion. After listening for hours I have come to the decision that I was right all along: Socialisim is bullnuts, a false world for those unwilling to obey their masters. Bud I don't say anything, I don't want to offend my lover. Instead I stand up and walk over to Bassarov and quietly say "I'm going out for a cigarette." and start to walk out. I know it will more likely be five cigarettes, but really it's just an excuse to get out of here without offending him.
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Post by Kassenia on Sept 28, 2004 21:19:32 GMT -5
I thingy my head to the side and fake confusion.
"It is what? What relations are restricted Ezra? I am just curious."
I move in a flowing manner to get close to him. I use my hand which rests on his face to lift his eyes to mine. I make sure to be standing close to him. I want to touch him. It would make this worse for him and i love the idea of that. I take my other hand and touch his chest.
"Tell me Ezra"
My voice is soft and low. It resonates sex. I love how my voice does that. I will seduce him and make him feel as if he is unclean for his god. He will live in the knowledge that he is not good enough for his god or religion...he had failed. I am brilliant.
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Sept 28, 2004 21:23:58 GMT -5
((Hey Kiethassil, sorry for moving you character, but I want to lose this fight. So, I am just going to skip to getting tossed in a cell.))
Raz hits the floor, hard. After the door closes, she walks around the perimeter, looking for a weak spot. Finding none, she sits and waits. When they take her out of the cell to torture her, she will attempt to contact the Anarchists for help.
Raz shivers inwardly. She has never been tortured before. She is conditioned to deal with torture, but the thought is still terrifying. Raz shows no sign of fear.
Well, this is a lovely way to spend Yom Kippur, Raz thinks. She decides to pray. It seems like the right thing to do.
Raz stands, closes her eyes, and focuses. She rocks back and forth slightly, and mouths the words to herself.
She is a little angry at headquarters for leaving her here. Still, she knows that the other opertives are busy working on something big. Israel is more important than a single life.
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Post by Ezra Weil on Sept 28, 2004 21:25:11 GMT -5
"It is when a woman is in her menstral period. There are rules against sexual relations among other things. But, not everyone is strictly adherent to such rules." He replies, trying to sound as cassual as he can about it.
He does not like what this woman has in mind for him
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Sept 28, 2004 21:29:04 GMT -5
Raz attempts to reach out with her telepathy to Ezra. She is not sure if it will work...
Since her telepathy is synthetic, it manages to get through, but barely.
Ezra, are you alright? I attempted a rescue, but I have been captured. I am in a cell approximately fifty meters from your current location. Headquarters is unable to spare anyone to come get us right now, so I will contact the Anarchists. Perhaps your sister's friends can help us.
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Post by Kassenia on Sept 28, 2004 21:30:02 GMT -5
"Tell me Ezra what rules do you have to follow? I know little of your culture. What are the rules for unmarried men and women...touching. I want to touch you..."
It doesn't matter if he says yes i will take from him anything i desire. I want him to say what is allowed and what is not allowed so when i make him disobey his god it will be much more satisfying. I look at him and smile showing my fangs. I wonder how he will taste. I will drink of him during his rape and i shall humiliate him immensely.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Sept 28, 2004 21:30:57 GMT -5
Bassarov watches as Zero leaves and feels a little embarassed.
Apparently she didn't like his forum.
Sorry Zero, I will spend time with you when I am done. I guess I should have advised you not to come.
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Post by Ezra Weil on Sept 28, 2004 21:36:03 GMT -5
Raz...I am sorry, yes, they can help us. I wish that you were not here. But thank you for trying... He thinks. He is not sure if she can read his thoughts.
He turns to Kassenia.
"I try to be a sexually pure individual, not just for G-d but for myself. I value relationships and love." He replies
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Post by Deetric Proudmore on Sept 28, 2004 21:37:55 GMT -5
Deetric yawns as he opens the door to their new home, or sorts. India was interesting to say the least. So many people to help...
"Helene, Linette, I'm home! Anyone here?"
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Sept 28, 2004 21:40:47 GMT -5
Don't worry, I can hear you. It's nice to know you're still alive.
Raz reaches out with her telepathy, losing focus on Ezra. It is much harder to communicate with someone outside of the Ministry. She manages to get... Sasha Kropotnik, Wyrm, and Simona.
Hello. This is Raz. Please help. Ezra and I are in the Ministry of Terror.
Her message is short. It is giving her a headache, trying to send through the charms in the cell.
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Post by Leander Proudmore on Sept 28, 2004 21:42:33 GMT -5
"Hello father. I'm afraid they've gone..... away. It's just you and me. So how've things been since I left?" asked Leander with a maniacal grin. He slipped his right hand into a glove and clenched his fist.
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