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Post by Simona Weil on Dec 18, 2004 20:15:00 GMT -5
Because of the chaos around the return of this dark god, the rebels are very disorganised and I soon find that community education classes have been canceled. I go to my room and write up lesson plans anyway. As soon as things settle down, I want to help out.
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Dec 18, 2004 20:24:45 GMT -5
Damien's eyes burned with anticipation.
"I thought you would never ask... Should we get others to join us in our attack?"
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Post by Stephen Christiansen on Dec 18, 2004 20:26:11 GMT -5
Stephen looked confused for a moment, but then grasped her hand, a look of happiness spreading across his face.
"Well, I almost feel I need to introduce myself again. So you are the leader?"
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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Dec 18, 2004 20:27:25 GMT -5
"You and I could go alone. We won't do anything large scale. Maybe a little spy work first, and if we see a group of them off to themselves, we can attack."
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Dec 18, 2004 20:29:16 GMT -5
"Sounds like a good plan."
Damien motions to a telebooth, then looks back at Autumn.
"Or do you have a faster way?"
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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Dec 18, 2004 20:31:04 GMT -5
"I have my own way of teleporting from tree to tree, but either way is just as fast." I watch him enter the teleporter, and I step through a tree, concentrating on the forest I want to end up in.
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Post by Grove on Dec 18, 2004 20:33:45 GMT -5
"If you wish, I will do the talking."
Grove and Roane walk through the large archway and into the treehouse. Grove shouts up the brachen fungus stairs that wind up the inside of the trunk, hoping Tovio is there.
"Tovio. We wish to speak with you."
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Dec 18, 2004 20:35:49 GMT -5
Damien emerges in the forrest just beyond the clearing the huge Green Party treehouse stands in. He crouches down, trying to keep out of sight and in the bushes until Autumn joins him.
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Post by Toivo Koivisto on Dec 18, 2004 21:38:17 GMT -5
"Hey you two, what do you want to talk about?"
Toivo turns and sees that Swan is standing by them as well.
"You and I could go back to Helsinki Swan, and look for Andrew. I am sure Roane and Grove can take care of things here."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 18, 2004 21:44:55 GMT -5
Bassarov is glad to see Erika, Despair, Mischa, and Zero suddenly appear in his apartment. He walks over to them to greet all of them.
"Welcome back, I was wondering where all of you went. While you were away I made some arrangements with Red Infinity. We will attempt to rescue Freakboy as they attempt to publicly execute him."
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Post by Tsubaki on Dec 18, 2004 22:39:37 GMT -5
"Shut up!" I snapped at her. "Why do you want it? You don't even know how to use it?, so why do you want it. I'll probably have a better chance in figuring out its purpose." I said with an angry look.
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Post by Kelthassil on Dec 18, 2004 23:11:28 GMT -5
"Foolish wench, you know nothing," I say coldly. "Your intellect is nothing compared to that of a leShay. It is obvious that we, or another of your more intelligent dragon kindred would have a better chance at discerning the power of the Kampa. It is not for a braindead wretch such as you."
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Post by Kazenara Miyajima on Dec 18, 2004 23:17:16 GMT -5
Kaze felt bad but this wouldn't take her very long then she could help out with what ever was needed. She put some money on the table and then left with a sigh, finishing her work and then returning to the metro.
"nuts this sucks being human. I can't teleport or do nuts. I have to find Zero and have not a clue to her location." Kaze sighed and folded her arms. "Weren't we suppose to have cell phones or something. Or is this something I missed out on?"
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Post by Despair on Dec 18, 2004 23:26:23 GMT -5
"I am not making an attempt to befriend Mischa, since I do not wish for Erika to be upset." Despair says to everyone in the room in a robotic tone of voice.
He sits on a chair and taps his foot anxiously.
"Erika, how are you doing?"
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Dec 18, 2004 23:31:41 GMT -5
Xavier waits patiently at the Serbian base for the Black Hand to return. While he waits he decides to call Phillipe.
"Phillipe, how have you been? I am now meeting with the Serbian nationalist group known as the Black Hand. They are willing to work with us. This is all excellent."
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