Separation is Just Entertainment

[Mitroshka von Nadyezhda]

I hear a voice within my head. I shake my head wearily.

"I know I must be tired. I am hearing voices," I say.

[Peter "The Owl"]

Peter stands, looking out the window at the station, just puling into view as the train slows. "We have indeed."

Peter wipes his face, wiping away a little moisture under his eyes, the beginnings of tears left uncried. "Hope's about your height. Long hair down her back, bright pink. Smooth skin, thin frame, and blue eyes. She stands out quite a bit."

Peter finishes fully drying his eyes and turns to Lena, almost forgetting about Elbereth. "Lena..." He licks his lips and averts his eyes. Such an odd moment for it but he'd found himself checking her out again. He felt embarressed and blushes slightly. It was a odd time to be staring, especilly with Lena's crazy aunt right there, but he couldn't help himself. So, to solve the problem, he avoided looking right at Lena.

"Thank you, Lena. I haven't met a truly nice person for... for what seems like years."

[Riku]

I smirk alittle, I could hear what he was saying through his thoughts. it seemed he didnt have a very developed mental shield. ~Mitroshka von Nadyezhda*... your not hearing voices, I am talking to you through telepathy.... My name is Riku, I am a rebel but I need to talk to you.... its about your sister...~

[Erika "Zwei" Faust]

"If you can hear it clearly it's telepathy. It took me some getting used to as well." I state.

[Mitroshka von Nadyezhda]

I clutch my head.

"Get out! Get out of my head!" I scream, panicking. A nearby table detonates, splinters of wood flying everywhere.

[Riku]

I frown slightly and sigh. It seemed his mind was as undeveloped as his mental barrier...

~Mitroshka von Nadyezhda* STOP THAT.... now then... if you want to help your sister then meet me if not then I can not promise she will not die....~

[Mitroshka von Nadyezhda]

"SHUT UP!" I scream, a psionic burst slamming into the wall.

[Riku]

i sigh and lower my head.
~Mitroshka von Nadyezhda* i'll give you one hour to decide..... after that. I am going through with my plan....~

I lean back on the building and close my eyes`

[Mitroshka von Nadyezhda]

The voice is gone. Shaking my head, I don't even notice the destruction as I flee from the room.

After awhile, I compose myself. Glancing at the clock, I see that an hour is almost up. I remember the voice saying something about meeting him, but I don't know where he wanted me to meet, nor do I know how to contact him.

[Riku]

I sense his mind leave the room and decide to keep a contact with it, After awhile I feel him thinking of meeting me. I teleport to him and lean agianst a wall. ..Mitroshka von Nadyezhda i presume....

[Josh the Crash Master]

((Just a little in character, inappropiate agression. Don't let the kiddies see it mom.))
"You f**kers!" Josh screamed, then spat blood onto the door of his tiny cell.
His bones had been put back into his arm, rather apinfully as well. He'd seen Simona, right after he'd seen this bright light. She'd said... she told him to stay, so he'd stayed. Only to be captured by the capatilist, f**king Republic not a very nice persons!
"God d**n you all, mother f**kers! Only hell awaits you all! Sond of b'itches that you all are, you licked your mommies thingys and cummed up her girl thingy, f**kERS!!!" He screamed, voice carrying, no one seeming to hear him. He smashed his fists against the iron door in front of him.
"Bring them back you bastards! Bring them back! They didn't do anything, and you killed them all! YOU nuts FACED DIRTY SELF PROPELLING BASTARD SONS, OF, pregnant dogES!!!" He screamed, punching the door over and over, his knuckles bleeding because of the scraping of iron on flesh, the door streaked with blood.
He screamed with pain every time he hit the door, and eventually he fell to his knees, then curling up and crying to himself.
"This isn't happening. This isn't f**king happening, man!" He said, tears streaming down his face. "Why? Jesus, my Father, Son, Holy Spirit, God in Heaven and Holy Trinity, why did this happen to us? What did we do?" He said, uncurling and prostrating himself on the floor, heels together, arms out spread like he was giving a hug, face to the floor. It couldn't end this way!
Were all the others dead?

[Mitroshka von Nadyezhda]

My hand goes for my gun.

"Who... who are you?" I ask, my voice wavering.

[Lena]

Lena smiles lightly, seeming to not have noticed him staring at her. That or she had just preferred to not acknowledge it. "Well, there's not really any need to thank me. I'm just how I was raised to be. I left my shoes in the other compartment, I'll be right back."

She says before sliding open the compartment door and walking into the other one. She wasn't really sure she should've left Peter and Elbereth alone.. but she realized this after she had entered the compartment she had slept in.

Lena sits on the bed and pulls on her shoes, wanting to get back to the other compartment quickly. She was afraid that Elbereth or Peter might get into a fight, they were pretty close before. She enters the compartment with Peter and Elbereth a few moments after leaving, looking at both of them.

She decides not to say any comment of how she was happy they hadn't started fighting while she was gone.. probably for the best.

[Riku]

I glance up at him. .... Riku..., . I stand up and hold up my hand alittle. ...your gun wont help you... not against me... or even possibly a few hundred other people... now then... have you decided?

[Mitroshka von Nadyezhda]

"Decided? Decided what? What are you talking about?"