Kasumi "The Starling"
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LIF cook, writer, operative
I can cook something for you, or write you a story, or I can try a poem!
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Post by Kasumi "The Starling" on Oct 12, 2004 7:55:59 GMT -5
It all happened so fast and before Kasumi can do something about it both Dante and Cass leave in a storm of rage. "Um, um ,um..." She looks around, trying to figure out where they went.
She runs out of Cass's room and down the hall, looking for anyone who might've saw her. "Cass? Cass! Where'd you go?" She yells, through she knows Cass probably let the base.
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Post by Angel Silvershine on Oct 12, 2004 8:03:28 GMT -5
Angel had left Mazura in the woods near Helsinki to rest while she looked for some food.. in Helsinki. Then, the explosion happened.
Now, she lays ontop of some rumble, injured, blacked out. She had been for awhile. She mumbles Micheal's name before slowly opening her eyes.
At first, she's unsure of what happened but after trying to move and feeling the pain plusing through her body, she remembed. Her left wing was badly injured, broken probably.
These injuries would take at least a full day of sleeping for her to fully heal, if she got out of here. Mazura still might not be able to protect herself, Angel still needed to get to her.
She had to, but couldn't when now she herself was in trouble. "Help.." She mumbles, her eyes falling shut again and her body going still.
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Post by Michael- The Demon Eater on Oct 12, 2004 9:59:04 GMT -5
Michael kicks one of the bodies in the rubble. Dead. But then he expected that from someone who had been crushed under a buildings worth of cement.
But there was nothing demonic around here at all. Crouching down and running a hand along the stone of the fallen building he focuses his mind and takes a sniff.
Nothing. Trace raditiation, nothing more. A few faint scent trails but they were weeks or months old. No... there was one there. Recent but not a demon. Smelled more like... sugar. "Angel," mutters Michael to himself, standing upright. He looks around. If the smell was this strong then the angel must have been wounded. It wouldn't have gone far from here.
Circling the original spot, Michael tracks the scent trail, finally picking it up and beginning the track. A quarter of an hour of tracking and Michael spots it. He kneels down and looks at the angel.
"Angel?" His eyes widen. He remembers this one. She was the angel who had shown up out of nowhere and wanted to catch with him. She said she was from another reality. "Well... choices."
Lifting the blacked out angel into his arms Michael takes a leap, sailing thirty feet before hitting the ground. He leaps again and travels equally far. In little time, they are out of the city and into the woods.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Oct 12, 2004 10:09:20 GMT -5
"On second thought, don't worry about it Zero. I would be a horrible father if I sent you to Lysander rather than going myself. He is likely there because of me anyway." Bassarov states. He sees that the sun is setting and that he really didn't get much done today. He sighs and his shoulders droop a little from worry or exhaustion. "I am going to try to get Lysander released, as well as any other political prisoners they might have from our ranks. Don't worry, I have done this enough. They will ask for some concession...at best just some information and at worse my own detainment. It is funny how these things work." He laughs weakly.
"Well, can you just wait here in Helsinki until Lysander is returned? Mischa can make do until I get my son out. He will understand and is used to torture and imprisonment. He is a strong person and can take it better than most people can." Bassarov kisses Zero briefly and without another word, teleports to Moscow.
He does not teleport to the Ministry of Terror right away. He needs time to think or plan. He tries to consider his options. Who does he know? What can they do?
He knows only Kassenia, who helped him before, and made it clear last time where her alliances lay. She is owned by Red Infinity.
Never the less, he walks to her apartment and knocks on the door.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Oct 12, 2004 11:34:05 GMT -5
After Linnea froze all the groping men with the paint she huddled by the door. "Please let me out..." she begged under her breath. She started to think about Garret, little did she know that Helsinki was destroyed and she had no idea what happened to Garret. "Color spray..." she muttered as the acid worked at the door. "I need out..."
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Post by Garret thingysure on Oct 12, 2004 12:25:52 GMT -5
Garret realizes that Linnea is gone, so he rushes over to Zero, who he sees standing by the entrance to the rebel base.
"Linnea....we have to go help her. I think the League of the Godless got her again..." he says to Zero.
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Post by Iivari Koivu on Oct 12, 2004 12:39:26 GMT -5
Iivari looks up at the sky, it is getting dark out already. He looks back at Kallen.
"Red Infinity already crushed the Green Party. I am not sure what else they will do. But I think for now we are safe. I am going to the forest to gather some wood for a fire. And sorry that I seemed to short with you. I suppose I am just stressed by all of this."
He leaves Kallen for the forest, which since it is far enough from the Green Party HQ still stands. He begins to collect wood for the cremation.
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Post by Tristen on Oct 12, 2004 13:37:18 GMT -5
Tristen stumbled up to Lady Violet's door and weakly knocked on the door. He had a pretty shy look on his face. He winced abit from the pain of his wounds.
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Post by Angel Silvershine on Oct 12, 2004 16:20:37 GMT -5
Angel groans in pain as she feels someone lift her, which brings her out of being out cold. Through she still didn't want to open her eyes. Maybe this really was all a dream..
But the pain is a reminder none of it was. She was in the world of Red Infinity, where Michael is some type of hunter, and people are suffering alot more.
She wonders who'd picked her up, hopefully no Red Infinity operatives.. She would be so easy to kill in her helpless state.
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Post by Carma on Oct 12, 2004 16:37:18 GMT -5
((Since Carma is a spirit she can do this...I guess)) I phase through walls. I hear distant calls for help. It's a girl (Linnea). I phase to where she is. "Are you ok?" I ask her with concern.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Oct 12, 2004 16:41:39 GMT -5
Linnea's energy fades, "The ministry of Terror...Keito. Disgusting all of them...please help," Linnea can bearly whisper as she slides down the half eaten away door.
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Post by Lady Violet on Oct 12, 2004 16:55:39 GMT -5
I hear a knock at my door, so I open it. O look over the young demon on the other side.
"Hello, what can I do for you?"
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Mazura
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Environmentalist
Ex-Preistess
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Post by Mazura on Oct 12, 2004 16:59:57 GMT -5
Mazura had guessed she passed out after trying to stand on her own. Too much effort, perhaps. Now she awoke to find herself alone. Where had Angel gone? Was she okay? Did she go get help or something? Mazura sat up and looked around. She was still in the forest and it was easier to breathe now. She wondered how long she was out. Minutes? Hours? Days, maybe? Are you there...? she attempted at calling her guide. There still was no answer. And that's when she began to feel truly alone. She couldn't stay here. It was vunerable spot for someone in her condition. She stood more easily this time, but still had to walk from tree to tree and rest every once in a while as she tried to make her way to the Green Party HQ...
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Post by Tristen on Oct 12, 2004 17:05:11 GMT -5
Tristen smiled nervously and crossed his arms on the back of his head. "Well.. uh.. Miho.." He muttered
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Post by Lady Violet on Oct 12, 2004 17:06:53 GMT -5
"I am not sure where Miho is. I know she is a friend of Hikari's. Did you check my house? That is where they sometimes play."
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