Androids and Akhmatova

[Virgil- The Prophet]

Virgil raises his left arm and points his index finger at Shard, rolling his head on his shoulder to look at him. "'One of this things is kinda like the other'," Virgil says in a sing song voice. His grin has faded, he looks rather serious. "One of us is a part of the other. But did the chicken come first, or did the egg? Either way, their both being used by something higher on the food chain. Perhaps... or perhaps not..."

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

"Unless your friend is in the restroom, people don't usually go to bars by themselves and drink shots of vodka if nothing's bothering them. What're you here for, if you don't mind me asking?"

I don't know why I'm being so informal with someone on the simple grounds that they ordered vodka, but if there's anything I need right now, it's to talk to a stranger.

[Steve Fox]

"Trolip eh? Well you'd know the place then wouldn't you. Just tell me how I can get... anywhere. I'm lookin' for a place to stay, low key. Know one?"

[Shard]

Shard's eyes narrowed again.. he was really confused now... but he didn't want to show it.
"..........."

[Cynthia]

"I guess you could say that I do." Cynthia looks around. "We could head back to my place, if you like." She leans her arm against the wall, and crosses her arms, checking out this muscular figure in front of her.
"Unless, of course, you're not interested."

[Zinn]

Zinn doesn't know why she is talking to this person. She doesn't even know his name. Still, she hasn't talked to anyone in weeks...

"I'm an alchoholic," Zinn says only half sarcastically. She downs her drink.

"My friends are dead, my family is dead, my only link to the past, and the closes thing I have to a little sister has been whisked off by a patronizing Red Infinity angel that's at least a thousand years older than she is, I can't form a real relationship with anyone, and I spent three years in Red Infinity prison. Now, here I am, in London, wallowing in my own emotional bollocks."

Zinn pauses.

"To top it all off, I'm talking to you about it, and I have no idea who you are."

[Ruth]

I look at the old man and woman, who seem very scared at having their apartment broken into.

"I have some pipe bombs and some..."

The door gets busted in, they must have seen us come in.

Like a flash, I reach into my pockets and pull out some objects, they zing through the air and stick into the necks of the guards. They fall to the floor almost instantly. I turn back to Ezra.

"And some of these."

I hold up some crosses, their bases sharpened to a point.

"Tranquilizer darts, nonlethal, but these guys are out for a couple of hours. I think they know where we are, let's get out of here."

[Archare]

Archare returned to the forest that had previously been demolished. He looked at everything in complete disgust and then entered the Green Party HQ.

[Steve Fox]

Steve looks the woman up and down and shrugs, "Interested, sure. But not now. I'm sure I'll be back later. For now, just the directions. Unless of course your apartment place has an opening. Either way, I'm lookin' fer a place to stay for more than one night right now, love."

[Ezra Weil]

Ezra sees the the guards are out, with tiny crosses in their neck.
"Interesting..." He replies as he moves to the open window.
He sees a teleportation booth across the street.
"Too bad I forgot my Throwing Stars of David." He says sarcasticly in regard to her poison dart crosses.
"It is not very far to jump."
He steps out the window onto a small balcony. He hangs off the balcony and drops himself down onto the street. It was not too far of a fall, and he gets to his feet easily. He waits for Ruth to do the same as he makes for the teleportation booth.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

My shot arrives, and I down it before it has a chance to touch the bar. At least I know that I'm in London...

"I've found that strangers are often the best ones to release tension with."

I ash my cigarette in the tray in front of me.

"Welcome to the mile high club, I'm an alcoholic myself."

I raise my empty glass.

"To alcohol... The cause of, and solution to, all of life's problems."

She doesn't find this amusing, so I set my glass back down on the bar.

"Ahem, anyways... If it's any consolation, I've been captured myself. I've been raped and scarred, my lover is f**king someone else, and well, ever since I've been released, I've been increasingly anxious around large groups of people."

As of reading my mind, the bartender fills up my glass.

[Virgil- The Prophet]

"Alright, how's this then?" Virgil turns to face Shard properly and walks closer, putting then about three feet apart. "There is something in common between us. Physical shape is genetic dice play, could be random, but the connection is to close, to interlocked." Virgil places a thumb on his chest, "One of us has something that belong to the other." He taps his chest with his index finger, "Genetics, it's the Lego blocks of life. And one of us has Legos from the other's pile."

[Cynthia]

Cynthia frowns. "I'm not sure, you can take it up with my landlord." She writes down two phone numbers, and hands it to Steve. "Here's his number, and mine is the second one."

[Zinn]

"Red Infinity or someone else?" Zinn asks. She has no idea why she is spilling her figurative guts to this guy.

Zinn's glass is also refilled. She touches her sleeve absently.

[Shard]

Shard smirked as his eyes darkened again. He crossed his arms and looked down on the ground. He knew it was him... just by the look of it..
"So.... what do you want.... brother...?"