Property is Theft

[Lady Violet]

"You are welcome to try fighting Peter again. But, I don't want you to get hurt. You do look different. Maybe this new body of yours will be more powerful against Peter."

The last time he fought Peter he looked like a blue haired boy of about age 14. This more adult version of himself looks more powerful.

[Mr. Futsu]

I dig around my house, as though I were looking for something. I'm really not, I'm just trying to hold off on cleaning. Underneath some old suits that I never wear is a cardboard box with a thick layer of dust on top of it.

I wipe the dust off with my hand, and see a white sticker on top of it, the writing on it is aged and almost unreadable.

T_ my bel___d so_, _____ ____ __tsu, don_, the rest is too scratched or rubbed off to read.

Upon opening it up, I see row after row of CD's. I slide one of the dusty rectangles out of the box, and examine it. The only thing written on it is a date, which is dated 56 years ago tommorow.

I bring it over to my computer and slide it into my CD rom, it's a video file. I open the file and begin to watch.

I let out an almost involuntary gasp when I see what it is.

"F-father??"

I have almost no memories of my father other than he did what I do now for the previous government, which is most likely why I don't have any tangible memories of him.

[Elisabeth "BB" Wolfe]

((Goodnight everyone. I might be on later. Maybe.))

[Shard]

Shard smirked and stared at the TV. "Heh.. well.. it's kinda like poision.. except less deadly and life-threatening." He said with a chuckle.

Cephrien -
"..You don't have to worry about me.." He said with a grin. "When was the last mission that i went to that ended in me getting hurt?" He asked.

[Lady Violet]

"That's true, I shouldn't worry. Well then, good luck with your mission and thank you for the necklace."

[Karen A.]

Karen smiles. "Then why do you watch it?"

[Shard]

Shard smirked and closed his eyes, rapidly changing the channels. "It's kinda like a drug. Addictive.." He said.

- Cephrien
"You're welcome.." Ceph said with a smile and walked toward the door. "..Oh and Lady Violet.. what kinds of offenses did Peter do that concerns RI again??" He said, scratching his head.

[Sherman "Sherlock" Holmes]

Sherlock had been sitting in the waitin room of RI HQ for quite some time. Not really sitting, more like schmoozing. So far the talk of employees was on the birth of young Iras. Not much really, just questions as to who the father is. It would be a great secondary thing to look into if nothing more promising came up. Holmes, though he knew it was unlikely, was hoping to possibly meet with one of the RI officials. Getting a look at personality, clothing and other such small things gave him great insight into a person's habits or recent actions.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov wakes up from his nap and goes to Mischa's room. "Hey Mischa, we actually have something important to do today. We have to find Iris, the daughter of Erika, and capture her. If we don't do that, Red Infinity will use her in their Little Sister Project. We have do whatever we can to stop that project." Bassarov is in a cheerful mood. He would rather do something fun or relaxing, then sneak around a Red Infinity hospital. But he has to do what he has to do.

[Sherman "Sherlock" Holmes]

Holmes looked up and realized he was beginning to attract attention of the security kind.

Oh well... I suppose the best thing to do would be to look into young Iras. Holmes thought, standing up and heading towards the door. He lit his pipe and headed towards the hospital where Iras was supposed to be. Perhaps a good look at the mother and daughter would give him a hint as to who the father was, assuming the father is Red Infinity, that is.

[Lady Violet]

"Peter has attacked Red Infinity members, he is a rebel, and he is a powerful threat to Red Infinity. His latest crime is training so that he can overthrow the government. Those are his crimes." I explain to Cephrien.

I touch the necklace.
"I think he is somewhere in Russia right now. Good luck."

[Mr. Futsu]

The first thing I notice about this video is how young he is, he hardly looks over twenty years old. I suppose he'd have to be if he gave birth to me... I watch, transfixed by this familiar display of a meer spectre of my former self.

Good evening ladies, gentlemen, and citizens of Tokyo. He says in Japanese. We need little more evidence of people forgetting the lessons of the past than looking at the leadership of those who are calling on the protestors to cause terrorist acts upon civilian targets all over the third world, and parts of the first world. Communists, Anarchists, Fascists, and religious fundamentalists, all joining hands to end democracy as we know it. It is a sad day when we see these things unfold around us, amongst well meaning, and rightly upset poor people of the third world, whose dictators are running their standard of living into the ground.

He continues to talk about the state of the world, and how rebellion is rising.

...but in the end, the good and righteous always prevail. This Christmas, worry not about the brick thrown through your window because you stand for democracy, instead, worry about the one who threw the brick, and how a well intentioned human being, is being misled into foolish violent acts against his fellow man. Merry Christmas.

He leaves the stage, and the crowd erupts into applause. The video ends.

[Karen A.]

"Well, it's a boring drug. lets do something exciting. Don't you have any board games or anything?" She says, looking around.

[Victoria]

I walk up behind Futsu and put my arms around his waist.

"What are you watching, darling?"

I have long since forgiven him for his little affair with Lady Violet. I know that she just used him anyway.

[Mr. Futsu]

I jump and my hand immediately jumps for the Esc key and press it repeatedly as though I were looking at pornography. The video closes, showing the open folder which displays the filename, the date of the video.

"Ahh Victoria..." I take a deep breath and relax. "I found an old box filled with cds of my father's speeches. Would you like to watch some? I'm a little baffled by these constant "Christmas" references he makes though..."