Separation is Just Entertainment

[Riku]

I sigh and shake my head slightly as I close my eyes. ... yea... sure, good night. I glance at hoshi and close my eyes again, Even if I should stick around to humor her... I did hate liars...

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Maybe I could be a substitute teacher. I like kids and it wouldn't be that hard. I am not exactly qualified, but I could forge the documents. That would be an interesting challenge. I could teach highschool politics, history, or economics..or maybe even art,violin or Russian langauge." Bassarov seems pleased with this idea.
"I will work on that. I hope you don't think I am lazy. I really am pressed for time so a steady job has never been an option for me."

["Zero" Americanski]

"Oh you're not lazy. Just easialy distracted, and there's nothing wrong with that. We all have our strengths and weaknesses." I for one would hate teaching, and am glad Bassarov didn't ask me to do so. "Well just remember to call me if things get out of hand. Or if you need help with anything else."

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Easily distracted?" Bassarov questions. He looks out the window and sees and attractive woman has moved into the apartment across the street. She is planting flowers in the plantholder hanging outside of her window. She is an attractive blonde.
"Oh, huh? Okay, I will call on you if I need anything."

["Zero" Americanski]

I inperceptably roll my eyes. Bassarov hasn't given me that look for awhile, but then again he is used to my appearance. "Okay, good. Now do you need anything?"

(cya later)

[Valodya Bassarov]

"No, I don't need anything, you have done enough. Have a good day."

[Peter "The Owl"]

Peter picks up his bag from the floor and swings it over his shoulder. The train has slowed to a stop, people are already in the hallway, heading for the doors. In a moment, the doors open and everyone starts to file out.

"Well, we might as well get going." Peter does his best to sound cheerful, though the emotional termoil in his insides is fighting to make him anything but that. too many emotions... this isn't just reliving a old experience from before the changes, he's never felt anything like this before.

So much negative feeling but with positive feelings as well, all tumbling around inside his head and his heart. He thought for a moment he might be sick.

"Well?" He smiles and passes Lena, opening their compartment door, "Let's go then, shall we?"

[Hoshi]

I wake up to a bright new day. The birds are singing and I feel like life is good. I yawn and stretch.

"Good morning Riku. I am excited to help the farmers today."

I notice a new guy and a futon. Riku must have brought me the futon.

"Oh, who is the new guy?"

[Calithin]

"I have never understood, and will never understand how you can be so positive, so accepting. Is it really worth it to be happy today, and to hold onto that happiness only to have it taken tomorrow? How can you not think of that day when it will all end, how do you sit there and just accept that painful uncertainty? Would it not be better to take what control we have over things and use it?"

*I lean over and kiss her. Settling back I look at the fire and speak softly, almost to myself.*

"I love you, and I cherish now, but tomorrow holds me back."

[Hope98]

(I am angry that I have missed you by just a few minutes for two days now in a row. Gah!!!!!!)

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that my name is Hope." I reply with a strange expression.

"It is not that I have no concept of time or innevitability, but I also know that in my life, there has been some good and unexpected things. For everything I have lost, I have never regret the times I spent with those who I care about who are now gone from my life. It hurts, and I carry with me that memory and hurt, but I would rather have that, than emptyness, wondering, and an unloving heart that has never been broken."

I think of those that I lost. My friends...my father...
It does hurt to think of how they are gone now. I miss them so much. But I do not regret loving them, even if it causes me pain today.

I touch his face. His skin is always so much colder than my own.

"I adore you, I wish with all of my heart I could make things different. But why dwell on it? I am happy with what I am given, and I don't intend to lose what little I have any time soon. I fight and hope far longer than most."

Then I laugh at how serious I have become.

"Gah, I sound so cheesy and we are both becoming so depressing sounding. Now brighten up. There are pleny of people in the world and love and hope come from many sources. I don't see why you have so many reservations. An attractive angel like yourself will never have to worry about hurt or loneliness. Maybe that is why I am so adamant and you are so apathetic. I'm just an android, but you have the world..."

I kiss his cheek and get up. I would like to hug or kiss him more, but there is no use trying. He is too distant.

"I wonder when Peter will return. It is nice just talking. Would you like me to make some tea?"

[Nova Kollontai]

(to Josh)
I look over and see another anarchist, he is young and doesn't seem to be taking this very well.

"Calm down kid, there isn't much we can do. The guard said that if the FRA doesn't find us "guilty" then we can go."

I close my eyes.

"I don't know what we would be guilty of. I haven't once done anything against them. I would like to know what this is about. Also, what gives them the right to judge us. They don't make and enforce the laws..."

I don't sound very anarchistic at the moment.

[Josh the Crash Master]

((I would have assumed they'd have us in seperate, tiny, cells. This post is based off of that assumption, so if any of the F.R.A. people care to correct me, so be it.))

"Y'know what, if I could fit my head through the bars," Josh said to anyone who might just be outside of his cell. "And then run to the left when looking sharply to the right, my body and my neck would conflict, and therefore I'd snap my own neck. How about that one?"
He'd been thinking, out loud, about the many ways in which he could commit suicide. First, he'd covered bashing his head against the wall, blunt force trauma, concusion. The he'd thought about biting his tounge off and choking on it, suffication, slow death. Maybe he could sharpen one of the coins from his collection and slit his wrists. Or, instead of wrists, he could go with ear-to-ear throat cutting, stabbing himself in the head repeatedly.
He sighed and sat down hard on the cold iron of the cell, somewhere in the bowels in F.R.A. battleship. He was surprised that Red Inifnity hadn't blown this thing out o the water before it could set out to sea. He could bust out of here, it wouldn't be that hard. He'd just have to think of how he'd spring the lock. He didn't have anything really useful for that kind of thing, he shouldn't have anything at all, but these F.R.A. were to stupid, or maybe they just didn't care, to search him that throughly.
He had to get out of here soon or else. To bad the anarchists didn't have better relations with the other rebel groups, the others could've sprung them easily.
He must remember to bomb Helsinki when he got out of here, just to spite Bassarov and those other rebels who didn't come to save him and the others from this underserved fate.

[Nova Kollontai]

"He must not have heard me."

I look across to Josh's cell but decide not to bother him. He seems into his own thoughts.

[Lena]

"Of course! Elbereth, I'm not very good at remembering things, so you'd better write your address down. I wonder if they'll have a pin and some paper or something in the station." Lena says, glacing back at Elbereth who also stands and follows her out the compartment.

She'd sure been quiet since that ordeal. Lena wonders what might be wrong, but shrugs it off as she walks down the hall with Peter and Elbereth.

[Sayuka]

When I arrive in Amstedam, I find that the anarchist base was leveled and that there are not survivors to be found. It enrages me that the FRA would do something like this.

I clench my fist as I stare over the pile of rubble that was the anarchist house.
[glow=violet,2,300]The FRA will pay for this...[/glow]

I leave Amsterdam and teleport back to Bassarov and Zero in Helsinki so I can inform them of what happened.