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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 4:51:32 GMT -5
"Okay." I say, somewhat puzzled. From my own experiances owning one's own veichele simply made sense, but oh well. I don't need to understand all of Bassarov's desires as long as I respect them. "Well if you ever need help with any of that, or with teaching, just give me a call. I'm always willing to help you."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 1, 2005 4:59:02 GMT -5
"Sure, no problem. We could go for a short excursion. Would you like to take the city train to the school I will be teaching at?" Bassarov asks. The reason why he only owned two cars in his lifetime and vowed never to own another is because public transportation is available to more people under Red Infinity and because personal car ownership always seemed individualistic, American, and capitalist to Bassarov.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 5:03:15 GMT -5
"Yes I would, but I've got to shut down my train first. That'll just take a minute." I quickly walk to my locomotive and pull the lever to let the hot coals fall out of the firebox and into the ash pan, and pull the depressurization valve on the boiler. I'll have to recoal the tender, but I can do that when I get back. I go back to my office and change my shirt, not caring if Bassarov watches me or not, and when I finish I say "Okay, I'm ready. How long do we have to get to the station?"
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 5:07:53 GMT -5
Freak Boy steps out of the train, still drunk as hell.
"Valodya, Zero, we gonna move or what?" Freak Boy asked in a slurred voice.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 1, 2005 5:10:04 GMT -5
"Freakboy, Zero and I are going on a short train trip." Bassarov says as they are walking away
"A train leaves to the nearby towns every 45 minutes. We should not have to wait long." Bassarov and Zero head to the Helsinki station and board a train to the countryside. The train ride to the small city of Karkuu is only an hour ride on the train.
"This ride is relaxing. I do enjoy living here in Finland." Bassarov says as the train rolls along.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 5:12:26 GMT -5
"Wait! You--you can't leave me alone! They know, man! They know!!!" Freak Boy said, grabbing onto Zero and trying to stop her from leaving.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 1, 2005 5:14:37 GMT -5
Bassarov didn't want to argue with Freak Boy, so they took him along on the short journey.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 5:14:39 GMT -5
"The scenery is beautiful, and the climate agreeable. I'm just glad that I never had to live in the desert... I don't care for hot climates, or dry ones. So what exactly will you be teaching?" I ask. I consider tearing my arm from Freak Boy, but I don't want to ruin my shirt. Oh well, as much as I want to be romantic with Bassarov it would probaly be better if we took some time off from that for awhile.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 1, 2005 5:15:46 GMT -5
"It sounds like I will do evening classes for Adult Basic Education. I will be teaching the generals to those who dropped out of school."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 5:16:57 GMT -5
Freak Boy was a nervous wreck, despite the calming atmosphere and scenery. He would jump at the slightest noise, his eyes never lingered in one place for more than 2 seconds and his heart rate was way above normal.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 5:17:35 GMT -5
"That's interesting... Was that by choice or was that what was available?" I had thought that Bassarov wanted to teach social sciences, but maybe he changed his mind...
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 1, 2005 5:21:20 GMT -5
"That was the only position they were hiring for. I would have liked to teach politcal science, but this will do. It is good, since I will be helping people in a way I wouldn't have been had I gotten a regular high school position. I had to lie about some things, since this is a school run by the Ministry of Education, most are."
Bassarov watches Freak Boy and wonders what is wrong with him.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 5:23:36 GMT -5
"Well maybe you can get promoted to that position later." I say. I also look at Freak Boy, who looks like he's seen a ghost. "What's wrong?" I ask him.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 5:25:29 GMT -5
"That sounds great, Bassarov. Just hope no one gets wise." Freak Boy said, opening his laptop, checking his mail and various spyware programs from RI, the FRA and LIF. His eyes widen at the results of the spyware. He hears Zero.
"The FRA went to Red Infinity and WWV almost broke out. However, they went back in time and observed as we framed them. Despite the fact there were two Anarchists and only one Rebel, they still associated us with it. They're not going after all the rebels... just me. It's my lucky day, huh? Now I don't want to talk about this..." and so he goes straight to his e-mail. He smiles.
"Zero, congradulations. You were a big hit." Freak Boy said.
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Post by Lady Blue on Jan 1, 2005 5:28:06 GMT -5
I am busy filing papers when I see a moderate-sized explosion on the battleship blow the armor plate off the top of one of the coal bunkers and send flames up one of the smokestacks. The fire in the bunker continues to burn despite firefighting efforts, and begins to spread to the next bunker... As soon as I am certain that they are not behind it I order the anarchists off the ship, and call Anima to help in fighting the fires...
(OOC this is based off the mod post and what should be done to fix the attack post)
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