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Post by Huey P. Newton on Nov 16, 2004 13:53:10 GMT -5
"So, this is the famous Kaieka?" he asked, looking at her.
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Post by Kaieka on Nov 16, 2004 13:54:30 GMT -5
At the sound of my name, my head turns. From an open doorway, a woman stands, looking absolutely shocked. I have never met this woman, but she seems so familiar. What is it about her? I study her frame before speaking: slight build, tall, pale, long, dark hair, piercing eyes, scarlet lips... why, if I didn't know any better, I would think that I was staring in a mirror... My interest is piqued. She looks absolutely horrified, what in the world is the matter with her? Perhaps she knew the old me, the one that I never had the chance to know myself.
I smile cordially and approach the doorway.
"I don't believe we've met, although you do seem to know who I am. You have me at quite a disadvantage. I just have to know who this beauty standing before me is, if I didn't know any better, I might say that you were my long lost sister... but I do know better. I have no sisters. Quell my curiosity, tell me your name."
It is strange to find someone that looks just like you anywhere in the world, but even more strange to find them in the very place that you work and live. I am a little unnerved.
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Post by Kassenia on Nov 16, 2004 13:59:34 GMT -5
I decide that I will swallow my fear. I should not be afraid of her but I am. I do not know why.
"I am Kassenia. When your old self was killed they had you cloned. I am the product of this endevor. It is a pleasure to finally meet you in person."
I am lying. I loath this woman for her existance. I wish she were gne and I wish i was gone. I feel badly because I know she above all would understand me the most and I would not be so alone. Yet I still feel anger towards her.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Nov 16, 2004 14:02:56 GMT -5
Huey felt the tension in the air. Tension between Kassenia and Kaieka. He felt that if he said anything, he would only add to the tension. He looked at the two of them... identacle in almost every way. This was truly strange.
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Post by Kaieka on Nov 16, 2004 14:07:57 GMT -5
I feel violated. The nerve of them trying to duplicate me! I am an original, there can be no off-brand versian of me running around with my genes and my blood. And my memories? Does she have those as well?
I smile, though there is no hospitality in my heart or my eyes.
"I see, so, you're the clone. Well, they did a good job, didn't they? They got it pretty close. Tell me... what was it... Kass something? Do you feel like your life is whole and fulfilling? I mean, I have never been a clone, I don't know how it works. Do you feel as if you are missing something, something deep down, that somehow you're not a real person?
Again, just wondering.
So, I suppose you do the same things I do, like the same things? We must be so similar... like two positively charged magnets... or some such thing.
Well, Illidan and I were just going to check out the dungeons to see if there are any new prisoners. It has been absolutley scintilating chatting, but... you know... "
I smile again, gritting my teeth.
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Post by Satsujin on Nov 16, 2004 14:09:53 GMT -5
"Oh ho!"
Satsujin whirls around, bringing his arms around so they are crossed as he spins. Finally he braces himself and lowers his head. The super nova attack strikes Satsujin's arms dead on. A huge explosion follows. Through the fire Satsujin's outline could still be seen as he got out of his guarding stance. The image of him through the fire lifted its hand at Tyhja. Suddenly the fire cleared away in a circle through the flames as a black beam of energy burst from Satsujin's hand.
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Post by Kassenia on Nov 16, 2004 14:13:04 GMT -5
I look at her with my...our eyes. I do feel as if I am a poor imitation but I will not let on. I smile and laugh.
"So is the life of a torturer. However the bag of bugs still has the new ones. All that are left are the broken toys to play with. But I understand if you need to show your girlfriend here the ropes. Perhaps he can give another one of them a bath as torture. They would HATE that! I have things to do as well. I will see you later Kaieka."
I push past going towards Kascheis office. I do not even care If Huey has followed or not. I need to escape. I need to get away from her. I felt as if I would explode.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Nov 16, 2004 14:16:26 GMT -5
Huey pushed past after nodding and followed Kassenia. Huey looked mad as he walked up to her.
"What a b----." he said, glancing back to make sure they were out of ear shot, which they were.
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Post by Kaieka on Nov 16, 2004 14:18:03 GMT -5
Anger bubbles up inside me as she pushes past and heads down the hallway. I feel dirty as her shoulder brushes against me. She is an usurper, trying to live my life, and I hate her for it. I run through a list of terrible things that I would love to do to her, ways that I could take back the parts of her body that resemble my own.
I grab Illidan's arm and after her form has receeded down the hall, walk up the stairs, away from all of the "broken toys".
"Let's get the Hell out of this hole! I need some diversian in my life, let's go out and find it!"
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Post by Kassenia on Nov 16, 2004 14:24:54 GMT -5
She leans against the wall and sighs heavily.
"That was the first time I had met her. Everything she said was true though. I feel that way Huey. that is why I was so hostile about the whole thing. I am sorry I made you think i meant you. Am I that horrible? That cruel? Am I a pregnant dog as she is? I want to be seperate from her but find I can not be. What do i do?"
The situation has her opening herself to this stranger. She feels so out of place.
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Post by Roland the Black Hearted on Nov 16, 2004 14:25:48 GMT -5
Roland stands outside Kaschei's office, about to serve the man with the paperwork for their last attempt at capturing Bassarov. The wizard has to sign off before he could get a new warrant.
Someone brushes past him and he glances around. Oh, it was Kaieka. She looked a little different though ((It was actually Kassenia)). Turning, he follows after her. She could sign off on these, it just had to be a terror worker.
"Hey!" He shouts after the retreating figure, "I need you to sign off on these. You guys screwed up a perfectly simple capture... again!"
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Nov 16, 2004 14:28:18 GMT -5
"Kassenia, let me tell you something. You determing who you are. Not your past, or lack thereof. You determine who you are. You ain't like her. You weren't all up in her face back there, she was all up in yours. It is you who is the better person.
"Don't let her get to you. Don't let the bigots and ---holes of this world get you on edge. Just stand tall before it all and soon they'll stop." Huey said, patting her shoulder.
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Post by Kassenia on Nov 16, 2004 14:31:47 GMT -5
I like this guy. He has the right idea. He must be very useful to us.
"Thanks Huey. Perhaps we will see more of each other. You are an upstanding person...."
They are interuppted. Her icy glare goes to this being.
"What are you talking about? I have not had a seize mission in ages it seems...who are you?"
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Post by Roland the Black Hearted on Nov 16, 2004 14:36:18 GMT -5
Roland returns her icy gaze with his own. "Don't play dumb with me. We had an agreement that your Ministry was going to castrate Bassarov. Simple, right? But no, you let him escape... again! Look, just sign the d**ned form so I can start the paper work for a new warrent. Just because yoi work for the Minsitry of Terror doesn't mean your better than the rest of us."
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Nov 16, 2004 14:40:06 GMT -5
It was then that Huey realized what was happening. To end it as soon as possible, Huey intervened.
"Fool, step off. This ain't who you think it is. She had a bad day and last thing she needs is more ignorance in her path. Now go find Kaieka, or whoever, cause this is Kassenia. Now get out of here." Huey said in a commanding voice; a voice used to giving orders and having them obeyed.
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