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Post by Soren on Nov 24, 2004 5:36:22 GMT -5
Soren steps out of a cafe in Helsinki. He had to get something to eat before he could begin the destruction of Helsinki.
"This city has been torn down so many times. You think they would learn." He says to himself.
He is not aware that the bloodspeakers are attacking the nihilists elsewhere in the city. He steps off the sidewalk and looks around for something to destroy.
He creates a small energy blast in his hand. He sees a store with a cheerful christmas display.
He turns his attention to the happy shoppers and lets loose his energy attack at the store...
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 24, 2004 5:43:25 GMT -5
"I will see what Phillipe has around here."
Xavier starts looking for some wine for Karina. He is not sure how old she is, but she seems young. He wonders if it is a good idea to find her something to drink. It may appear as though he is up to no good. He also wonders where Phillipe is.
"It is strange that Phillipe has not yet returned." Xavier says as he looks around.
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Post by Ezra Weil on Nov 24, 2004 5:46:13 GMT -5
Ezra finally locates the apartment of Phillipe Montaille. This took some work, since although the French nationalist HQ was well known to the Mosad, the locations of rebel homes where not known. He knocks on the door.
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 24, 2004 5:47:51 GMT -5
Xavier hears someone at the door and goes to investigate. He opens the door a crack, not recognising the young man behind the door.
"Who are you and what do you want?"
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Post by Ezra Weil on Nov 24, 2004 5:49:23 GMT -5
"My name is Ezra Weil. I have come to meet with Phillipe Montaille. It is about...La Resistance. I don't work for Red Infinity, you can be assured of that."
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 24, 2004 5:51:09 GMT -5
Xavier lets Ezra into the apartment.
"He is not here right now. You will have to wait."
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Post by Ezra Weil on Nov 24, 2004 5:53:05 GMT -5
"I can wait, that is fine." Ezra takes a seat on the same couch that Karina is on. He sits uncomfortably as he waits.
"I too am from a nationalist group. I am a part of Hagana, but also a part of Eternal Light. I assume that you have heard of these organizations."
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Nov 24, 2004 5:55:59 GMT -5
"Yes, I have heard of both. I heard that Hagana took a heavy blow during the Zwei incident. I am sorry to hear that, and I hope your organization is able to rebuild." Xavier gets something to drink for Ezra and returns to the living room to hear what he has to say.
"I also heard that Eternal Light was nearly crushed by the League of the Godless. The leader, Rodthingy Maestro has not been seen for some time."
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Post by Ezra Weil on Nov 24, 2004 6:00:02 GMT -5
"Things in Hagana are going better. Red Infinity is rebuilding Tel Aviv, and after some leadership troubles under Dagan, things are returning to normal under our new leader Sharon Ben Yitzhak. I came here with the hope that perhaps we could cooperate in our efforts to fight Red Infinity. Hopefully Phillipe will arrive here soon."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Nov 24, 2004 6:08:55 GMT -5
((So I'm watching Outlaw Star for the first time, and holy cow Gene is really not Mischa... It totally throws me off))
I walk down the streets, feeling more prepared for the world, and in a pleasant mood altogether. As I whistle to myself some Vivaldi, I see Valodya, and approach him.
"Hey hey... What's shakin bacon? Vegetarian bacon that is."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 24, 2004 6:13:32 GMT -5
"I am looking for someone Finnish who may know something about Satsujin." Bassarov replies. Mischa certainly seems to be in a goofy mood.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Nov 24, 2004 6:15:49 GMT -5
"I see. Any luck? Wanna take a break?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 24, 2004 6:16:58 GMT -5
"I suppose I could. I need to check a phone book anyway. I will try to call Toivo later about this."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Nov 24, 2004 6:22:13 GMT -5
"Okay." I say. I take his hand. "Let's head back to my place. Tommorow I will start to get more active with the rebels." I say, almost randomly.
"I've been feeling bad about being such a recluse lately."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 24, 2004 6:24:12 GMT -5
"Good, I have been a horrible organizer myself. That was why I was nervous that Trotsky had actually returned. I am...ashamed of the work I have done." Bassarov confides as they walk back.
"I have been disorganized and have gone about nothing the right way."
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