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Post by Huey P. Newton on Jan 3, 2005 3:41:10 GMT -5
"Yeah, and he's really good at it. Lin-Sat got pissed when Freak Boy aired the fake interview saying that he couldn't read a simple child's book. Hold up--I have a tape of the thing here. All Ministers were told to listen to it, but I already heard it live. Zero sounds cute on air." Huey said, pulling out a small CD with the radio session on it.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 3, 2005 3:43:26 GMT -5
"Yes she does. I am so proud of her. She is normally so shy about doing that sort of thing. I am glad that she is coming out of her shell so to speak." Bassarov replies.
"But, Freak Boy is safe now and won't be a problem. I think he learned his lesson today when Ahriman came to kill him."
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Jan 3, 2005 3:45:06 GMT -5
Huey quirked a brow. "Wait... when you say learned his lesson, you don't mean... Oh nuts. He's still alive?!"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 3, 2005 3:46:24 GMT -5
Bassarov isn't sure if he should say the truth or not. He doesn't want Red Infinity to go after Freak Boy. Then again, he trusts Huey.
"I mean...he is no long with us..no longer with us in Helsinki." Bassarov replies.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Jan 3, 2005 3:49:21 GMT -5
Huey didn't know whether to laugh or cry. On the one hand, the guy who hosts a hilarious radio show escaped the clutches of a powerful assassin. On the other hand, he now owes Stalin $500.
"Whaoh. He's either really good or really lucky." Huey said, scratching his head. Unbeknownst to Huey, but beknownst to us, the thought about the bet and his mixed feelings was easily picked up by Bassarov.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 3, 2005 3:51:38 GMT -5
"You seem concerned about Freak Boy. Was your job to kill him as well? And...I would say that Freak Boy got lucky. Ahriman is pretty good at what he does." Bassarov says with a sudden chill.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Jan 3, 2005 3:54:15 GMT -5
"Well, I got mixed feelings. See, he makes Mondays better for me with that radio show of his. On the other hand though, he's the one who did most of the killing at the FRA Incident and I bet Stalin $500 bucks that Ahriman would smoke him." Huey said in an embarassed tone.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 3, 2005 3:56:45 GMT -5
"I see. Well, I am sorry you are out $500. Maybe you can...work overtime to make it up." Bassarov suggests as cheerfully as he can.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Jan 3, 2005 3:59:17 GMT -5
"Shoot, I work enough overtime as it is. They don't pay you for overtime. Their attitude is: 'Get it done, I don't care how long it takes but you ain't goin' home till it's done.' They're like freakin' slave drivers, man.
"Anyway, I figured it was an easy bet. Wierd little hacker kid up against one of our best assassins... I mean, it should have been a sure thing!" Huey said, still in semi-shock.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 3, 2005 4:00:27 GMT -5
"He did get shot a few times. I am not even sure how he survived. I guess Ahriman must have been careless."
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Jan 3, 2005 4:04:19 GMT -5
"Someone up there must like him." Huey said gesturing to the skys. "Man, I'm hungry. You got anything to eat here, I haven't been out of the office in three days and today my mini-fridge was out of food."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 3, 2005 4:06:05 GMT -5
"Sure, I have plenty of food. Help yourself to whatever you want." Bassarov leads him into the kitchen and .shows him the fridge and the pantry
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Jan 3, 2005 4:07:51 GMT -5
"Thanks, man. I'll pay you back--take you out for a beer some time." Huey said, opening the fridge. His eyes widened.
"Oh dag! You guys got pizza?! Where'd you get pizza, man?!?" he asked in an excited tone as he took a slice.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 3, 2005 4:11:38 GMT -5
"Mischa made it. He is a wonderful cook. I wish I could cook as well as he does. He always amazes me." Bassarov helps himself to a slice of pizza from the other day. He blushes ever so slightly as he eats, since the pizza reminds him of how great Mischa really is.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Jan 3, 2005 4:17:12 GMT -5
Huey takes a bite of the pizza and any thoughts he had of viciously killing Riku, Ludda and Freak Boy are immediatly erradicated.
"Mmm mmm mmm mm mmmm! "Dis ish rearry goo' pisha." Huey says with his mouth full. He swallows and then proceeds to talk. "You be sure to tell Mischa that I owe him a drink--no, to hell with a drink. Pizza this good deserves a buffet dinner."
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