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Post by Tsubaki on Dec 18, 2004 2:38:40 GMT -5
I looked at my brother. "Oh, yes it has been a while." I said smiling. Not only at Dino but thye fact is I stole the kampa from that pregnant dog. Suddenly the two elves appear. My brother protecting me innocent until he named me gulity. "Yes, i did do. I admit it. But you'll never get this from me." I said grabbing it. "If you want it you'll have to beat all three of us." I said smiling summoning my staff. I held the kampa in my hands tightly refusing to let go..
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Dec 18, 2004 2:40:20 GMT -5
"I live in an apartment building about a block from the Beijing Communist Community College. Third floor and the second door to the right when you step out of the elevator." Huey said. He turned for the door and before walking out, he turned around and saluted Bassarov. "Good luck and stay strong, my white brother."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 18, 2004 2:43:03 GMT -5
Bassarov walks him out of his apartment. "Yes, nice meeting you. Good luck." Bassarov watches Huey leave, and returns to his room. He sits down and write about his day in a journal he is starting.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Dec 18, 2004 2:43:20 GMT -5
"I guess that's possible..." I sigh. Two men and one woman, a sure recipe for disaster... Though a man and a woman both vying for another man doesn't work so well either... Oh well, life's crazy...
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Post by Despair on Dec 18, 2004 2:47:58 GMT -5
"I don't see why she likes that Mischa so much. I am an android and often depressed, but at least I am loyal."
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Dec 18, 2004 2:50:03 GMT -5
Huey heads back to the jet and flys home to Beijing. He walks into his apartment, greeted by his lit Christmas tree. Huey always loved the holidays. He would have taken the week off, but he refused to leave with his ministry so understaffed. Instead he took 3 days off. The 23rd, 24th and 25th.
He took a shower and changed into his pajamas. He climbed into bed, yawned and lay his head down on his pillow, soon to fall asleep.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Dec 18, 2004 2:53:05 GMT -5
"It almost certainly has to do with their son Mitya. Beyond that I don't know." I still don't understand how or why I fell in love with Bassarov, but I am desprately so.
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Post by Despair on Dec 18, 2004 2:54:18 GMT -5
"Her son..." Despair remembers Mitya. He has to win Mitya over. He has to turn Mitya against Mischa.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Dec 18, 2004 2:56:01 GMT -5
"Their son. Remember, Mischa is as much his father as Erika is her mother. Most humans value their offspring, and go to enormous lengths to ensure their saftey and future."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Dec 18, 2004 2:57:59 GMT -5
I smirk.
"Okay, the Troyka it is." I say, leading the way out of the woods. "And I would like to learn more about you as well." I say, resisting the urge to light up another cigarette. The tree line is closer than I had imagined, and we are soon out of the woods.
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Post by Despair on Dec 18, 2004 2:59:33 GMT -5
"Yes I remember. I was distracted. We should hurry, do you have any idea where they might be?"
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Dec 18, 2004 3:00:27 GMT -5
"Well I already told you most of what I know. I was Zwei for so long that I have very few memories of my own left." I walk beside him, feeling comfortable.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Dec 18, 2004 3:02:06 GMT -5
"Well we've checked everywhere here. There's Mischa's hometown, another human attachment that I don't fully understand... We could check there."
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Post by Despair on Dec 18, 2004 3:03:36 GMT -5
"Yes, we should go there." Despair replies mechanically.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Dec 18, 2004 3:04:48 GMT -5
"Ahhh I'm sure you have more to talk about... But we are here." I say, approaching the restaurant.
"Just to warn you, Russian food is very... Well, let's just say I've brought a lot of non-Russians out to eat and they really didn't care for it. I hope you're open minded." I say, as we're seated.
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