Let There Be Dark

[James]

I finish my juice and set the glass down beside me.

"It wasn't the ritz, I can tell you that much. But it could have been worse, my jail mate and the torturer had a thing going on so that kept everything truely bad away from me."

I sigh slightly and direct my attention to her precisely.

"Who ever asked you to send anyone over, exactly?"

[Simona Weil]

"It is what we do. When one of us is captured by Red Infinity we always send someone to negotiate their released or someone to rescue them. My brother works for Hagana, the Israeli Nationalist group, and he is very good at sneaking into government buildings. That is why I sent him rather than going on my own."

[James]

"Thats idiotic. Even if it is one of your own there are rebels by the dozens, you should not risk your own life for anyone else. If it is ever noticed that I become captured again I want no help, understand now?"

I scoff at her and turn my attention down to my knee, examining the wound.

[Damascus]

"Oh." He said simply.
Actually, that sounded pretty great. Equality, everyone getting along . . . sounded right up his alley. He took a few more sips of tea and placed his cup on the table.
"Well, that clears up alot. Thank you, Violet. Cahnging the topic to the rebels, what are we going to do next? Do you think that the anarchists are going to try something? The Green Party seems placent, same with Eternal Light and Bassarov's Rebels, but the anarchists have always been so violent, I never really liked them." He said, lying down.
He never hated people, he just did or didn't like them very much. Hate was to strong a word for people who'd never done anything worse than all the rest of humanity. Damasucs always looked for the good in people, and if he found none, then he avoided and disliked them, but never hated.

[Kelthassil]

"Ideas? Not really. He is a human, and thus, he is inferior. If he comes," I say, forming a leShay blade in my right hand, "he will find the action decidedly... painful."

[Simona Weil]

"Fine. I won't save you if you don't want me to. I am sure you would much rather be tortured to death." I roll my eyes and open a book that I have been reading.
It is entitled, "Waiting For God."

[Josh the Crash Master]

"That is comeplete and utter B.S., my friend" Josh said from his position on the couch, addressing James.
"And hello to you too... what's your name again?" He said to Simona. "I've only met like three of you, and that's because the second one I met pulled a gun on me. I knew you guys were anarchists and all, but that wasn't cool."
Josh sighed.
"God, I hope that your better than the people you associate yourself with, lady. Antero's cool, but I hate that sniper dude, and I don't like that fairy chick, she looks like a very *friendly* person." He said simply, counting off the anarchists he'd met with his fingers.

[Cassinda "The Dove"]

Cassinda, as usual, sits on the roof of LIF housing with her legs dangling over the sides. But this time is different. Jimmy Hoffa is back but he is telling her all the same stories, except his voice sounds strangled because he has the hot coals from Hell shoved up his ass to the rim. She feels sorry for him... no really, she does.

Tell me another story, Jimmy. She says softly.
I anit got no more, Pinky. The coal up I disagree are burning through my right asscheek.
Its okay... Ill send you to Limbo. The coals wont be there anymore but you will have to sit in a cell with Bouddica.
Its okay, kid. Anything is better than having red hot coals shoved up your hole for all of eternity.
Cassinda waves Livid at Jimmy and he leaves. She sighs and looks down at the ground.
I wonder if Haya really did it?
Then she is mortified by the thought. What if he really did and said the wrong thing!?
Im such a f**king ditz...
Just for the hell of it, she stands on the roof closest to the shooting range and starts firing Livid at the targets. Maybe shooting live prey would be better...

[Lady Violet]

"My main worry right now is the sudden appearance of a nihilist group. Our spies reported that they are recruiting for a new group called Counter Order. Nihlists may be more destructive than the anarchists. If you need a mission, you could investigate all of this nihilist activity."

[Simona Weil]

"I am Simona Weil. I never had a chance to speak with you, but I know you are friends with Antero, which is how I know about you."

[Helene]

Helene is now worried. She knows Zero is in there because the ever-present smoke smell was coming from the apartment. Helene bangs on the door a few times.
ZERO! Are you okay?
She hits the door again, for good measure, in case Zero cant hear here. Helene only hears one heartbeat and she is sure it is Zero's.

[Julia]

"We could go back to my cottage and wait. He is bound to come for me, but may avoid me if he senses that you are with me." I suggest.

["Zero" Americanski]

I groan as I come back to consiousness. "Yeah... I'm here, come in..."

[Helene]

Helene walks in and heads back to Zero's room.
Oh dear, whats wrong with you? It smells like drowning lungs in here.
She stands in the door way with her arms crossed over her chest and stares down at Zero. She looks smaller but maybe thats because she is sick.

["Zero" Americanski]

"I got bronchitis..." I mumble, as I roll over to see that it is Helene talking. "I feel like nuts... Haven't ate... Haven't smoked, well, since yesterday." I groan and close my eyes again.