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Post by Cephrien on Nov 7, 2004 0:27:29 GMT -5
Ceph stared at her for a second and stepped out of the way. "Alright.." He muttered and let her in.
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Post by Ashen on Nov 7, 2004 0:35:11 GMT -5
Trying not to stare to hard as she stretches out, he regains his composure and smiles.
Trying not to stare, or give a 'Damascus-like' reply, he said. "Sure, something to eat... right. So, what did you have in mind?"
That feeling was still there.
He consentrated for a few minutes, and shook it off. It had come from somewhere close by, but he didn't care to investigate further because it did not matter.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Nov 7, 2004 0:39:06 GMT -5
"Thank you." 'Peter' walks inside, smiling brightly, flashing perfect white teeth. He moves instantly to the back wall, not looking at anything else, and pretends to be looking for something on the wall. After a moment he taps it and nods.
He takes a small bag from his pocket and breaks away a chip of the paint, which is already starting to peel away. Placing the chip in the bag he turns back towards the door and takes a quick look around, still smiling. "My what a... lovely apartment. Well, good day."
With that Peter walks outside and down the street. Four blocks down the street he steps into a side alley and releases the cloaking feild, his true form appearing in a shimmer of white light.
The inside paint was normal. One pulse was all it took. She was in the attic. Turning his gaze upwards Peter tooks a leap and flies five stories straight up, landing on the roof of the building next to him and running back towards the apartment. He vanishes behind his cloaking feild once more.
He knows where she is. All he has to do is follow and keep his mind blank. Having a comupter for half of his brain had advantages.
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Post by Artemis on Nov 7, 2004 0:41:02 GMT -5
Artemis shrugs and turns her back to Ashen so she can zip her shoes back up. She raises her leg above her head and rest it on a tree so she can adjust them too. She lowers one leg and does the same to the other.
Want Island food? They make goat and I love goat.
She turns back to him with a smile on her face.
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Post by Cephrien on Nov 7, 2004 0:47:42 GMT -5
Just as soon as the lady left, Ceph quickly spun around and rushed to the attic where Julia was. He forced open the door. "Come! We have to get out of here!"
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Suriv Vorassab
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Nihilist Dark Matter Virus
Creation of Dr. Leon
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Post by Suriv Vorassab on Nov 7, 2004 0:54:07 GMT -5
As much as I would love to see a school or church fall to ruin, I have to rest. I'll check into a hotel for us if you want.
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Post by Ashen on Nov 7, 2004 1:03:13 GMT -5
"Well, I'm not hungry, so I'll just buy for you." He said, shrugging.
He looked around, one, so he could see if anyone was waiting in ambush and such, and two, so he wouldn't be tempted.
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Post by Artemis on Nov 7, 2004 1:06:42 GMT -5
She raises an eyebrow at this. Wasnt he the one who invited her out to lunch? And why wouldn't he look at her?
You know. I'd rather not smell like curry goat after so... how about a movie?
She walks up to him and stands in his line of vision so he has no choice but to look at her.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 7, 2004 1:31:55 GMT -5
The symphony features some other Kalevala songs and the concert ends with Finlandia. The Finnish audience becomes tearful. Because these songs could incite nationalistic tendencies, Red Infinity has banned them. Everyone is at huge risk for listening. The audience applauds and asks for Finlandia one last time.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Nov 7, 2004 1:34:20 GMT -5
(I had posted an intermission, but it doesn't matter. I reused a modified version of that post here.)
I applaud the music. I am not brought to tears because I am from the wrong culture, but I can still appreciate it. I lean my head against Bassarov's shoulder and say "You know I'm not very big on art, and I don't like loud or twangy music... But that was beautiful. Why didn't we come here before?"
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Post by Soren on Nov 7, 2004 1:40:54 GMT -5
"Sure, that would be cool. I am beat anyway."
Soren and Suriv take rooms at a local hotel. Soren goes to his room and goes to bed.
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Post by Iltanesh on Nov 7, 2004 1:42:07 GMT -5
At the rebel base, I take some broken stumps and assemble them in a pile. Focusing inward, I call upon the wind kami and bid them to pick up the wood and suspend them in air. Placing my hand upon my katana, I jump into the air and draw forth my blade in one fluid motion, cutting each piece of wood into many tiny shards before landing and fluidly resheathing my blade.
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Post by Kaschei on Nov 7, 2004 1:48:04 GMT -5
Kaschei is in a foul mood so he teleports Ashen and Lucky to his office. He doesn't care where they were or what they were doing. Tonight they will serve Red Infinity.
He glares at the women.
"Tonight you are going to cause injury to a rebel or I am going to purge you from Red Infinity. I am tired of so many paper members who don't do a thing for us. I don't care what you do or who you go after. Just find SOMEONE!" He orders.
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Post by Kelthassil on Nov 7, 2004 1:50:23 GMT -5
I hear rather loud shouting coming from Kaschei's office. Of course, the fact that I have elven hearing may have something to do with the volume. As I have nothing to do, I walk into the office.
"Purged? That sounds a bit harsh," I say, standing against the door frame with my arms crossed.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 7, 2004 1:53:43 GMT -5
"Yes, we should come more often." Bassarov is quiet while the performers decide wether or not they are going to do Finlandia again.
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