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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Dec 1, 2004 15:45:31 GMT -5
I pour a third cup, and hand Vossya and Andrew their tea, head back into the kitchen and grab mine.
"Yes, Kassenia should be able to help us." I say, idly.
"It's egyptian chamomile." I respond, sipping my tea. "Ironically, it helped me get over my coffee addiction. I think chamomile is a much healthier addiction."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 1, 2004 15:46:49 GMT -5
The entire movement is in disarray at the moment. I feel like I have been a terrible organizer myself. I am not even sure right now where to take the movement since my political work is always hampered by some global threat. Any help would be appreciated.
Bassarov takes another sip of tea.
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Ilmarinen
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Finnish Warrior and Smith
My hammer is used for more then just smithing.
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Post by Ilmarinen on Dec 1, 2004 15:57:07 GMT -5
"Hmmm, intresting. If you do break up in groups, then I will see the Nihilists. By the way, who are you planning to be the one who uses the kampa?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 1, 2004 16:02:03 GMT -5
"I'm not sure how it works or what the kampa even is. I guess we will figure that out once we obtain it."
Bassarov finishes his tea and puts the cup in the sink.
"I am off to see Kassenia, anyone interested in coming along, or would you rather meet me later once I have the information I need?"
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Dec 1, 2004 16:04:55 GMT -5
(dammit i'm so bad at this now can you tell me what page you posted on)
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Post by Garret thingysure on Dec 1, 2004 16:08:34 GMT -5
(I don't remember. We were talking about meeting the nihilists, which is what the rebels are doing, so we should join them)
"Hey Linnea, let's see what Bassarov and Mischa are doing before we see the nihilists!"
Garret grabs Linnea by the hand and teleports her to Mischa's apartment, just in time to overhear part of the conversation of splitting up.
"We will join the rebels who go to meet the nihilists!" He volunteers.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Dec 1, 2004 16:08:37 GMT -5
Andrew savours the taste of the tea.
"Chamomile is nice. I never could stomach coffee. Caffeine doesn't sit well with me," Andrew says, trying to make small talk.
"Um... I think I'll go with you, Mr Bassarov," Andrew says.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Dec 1, 2004 16:12:56 GMT -5
"Hmm... If Garret and Linnea are going to see the nihilists, I'll head with you, Vossya." I say, finishing my tea.
Lord knows how much I love Kaieka, but there needs to be more balance in the groups.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 1, 2004 16:13:12 GMT -5
"Great, let's go then. Everyone else can meet the nihilists, who I understand have a base in Copenhagen. Good luck to all of you."
Bassarov turns and teleports himself, Andrew and Mischa to Moscow outside Kassenia's apartment. He knocks on the door and waits.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 1, 2004 16:14:16 GMT -5
getting offline for a little while now, bye  |
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Dec 1, 2004 16:15:13 GMT -5
Linnea nods.
"Ok Garret you know what your doing more then i do so you take lead, I'll just follow."
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Post by St Celeste on Dec 1, 2004 16:34:52 GMT -5
((Sorry for the slow response Hope i actually have my comp fixed for good i think...YAY me. Post to Hope...))
Celeste turns and gives a weak smile. She was a broken version of her old self and she was a pitiyful version of what she was now. She swallowed hard and spoke as if to no one.
"He really loved you ya know. He acted like he was too important and arrogant to love anyone but himself but he did. He was just stubborn. It took him too long to try and get what he wanted. Or thats how I see it. Calithin was like his father in that respect. Stubborn as a mule. ANd afraid of love. I was afraid of love too. I was given it twice and it was ripped from me both times. But I ramble. Hope have a seat. And your friend. Come meet Caelin. He is growing very fast. Must be Kiths blood in him doing that...."
Celeste seems absolutely desolate. She tries to seem at least a bit content but her heart aches for one of two men to come to her and love her. It seems she had light angel left in her afterall and when her son died it broke her once more. She could not be ruthless when she was so alone.
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Post by Kassenia on Dec 1, 2004 16:38:46 GMT -5
I walk to the door and peer throught the eyehole. There stood Bassarov and company. How lovely for him to bring his lover and friends to come visit me. I feel a bit jealous but quickly stuff that down.
I open the door with a smirk.
"Hey Valodya. I guess you need another favor of me? I see you found your lover so I guess he hasnt gotten into any mischief again. What can I do for you?"
I lean against the door frame running my arm up its length. I try to look as sadistic and seductive as I can.
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Post by Steve Fox on Dec 1, 2004 16:44:19 GMT -5
"I don't like those booths, much..." Steve rubs the back of his neck and sturgs. "Ain't used 'um but once. d**ned if I know how to work the things."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 1, 2004 17:19:09 GMT -5
Bassarov scratches the back of his head nervously as he enters.
"Well..uh Kassenia...actually yes. Do you know of any white skinned elves who work at the Ministry of Terror?"
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