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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 2, 2005 2:08:50 GMT -5
"So...what are you up to, Freak Boy?"
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 2, 2005 2:10:23 GMT -5
"Right now?" he asked. Before Bassarov could answer he responded. "I'm getting rid of my hangover, or at least dulling it. Then, I'm going to start heavily tracking the FRA and Red Infinity. I'm just glad The LIF stopped searching for me."
He took some Aleve and downed it with tap water.
"How about you?" he asked, opening his laptop.
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Post by Hoshi on Jan 2, 2005 2:14:12 GMT -5
(I'm not that powerful so you might not need powers ) I shape change into a bird and fly over Lady Blue's head. I let out a poo on her head and turn around for another shot at her.
I am a pretty red cardinal in my bird transformation.
"Take that FRA!"
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 2, 2005 2:14:16 GMT -5
The phone didn't seem to ring for some reason. "Well let's just to to Valodya's apartment then, and please try to act civil." I say as I lead them there. I knock on the door, and try to get an apology ready.
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Post by Lena on Jan 2, 2005 2:20:33 GMT -5
Lena smiles, watching Peter sleep for a moment. She leans her head against the window, staring out it. She probably never would've thought she would be sitting on a train after her aunt attempting to kill her sister just a few days ago.
She slightly, quietly laughs. How things could change so much in less then a few days.. Lena looks back at Peter's sleeping face with a smile before closing her eyes, not really falling asleep. Just thinking.
(Good night Peter.)
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Post by TheWyrm on Jan 2, 2005 2:20:46 GMT -5
"I haven't heard from him in ages, but I suppose that there's no harm in trying to contact him." I answer in regards to Rodthingy. I wonder what ever happened to him...
"I know of a few good hiding spots, since I've been on the run for a good while. I have a few suggestions. I can also bring up a shield around us so it's impossible to detect us with traditional means." I say proudly. That's not completely true... Maybe not impossible, but difficult.
"And Bassarov amazes me with the strings he can pull, so I think something good will come out of that."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 2, 2005 2:24:21 GMT -5
Bassarov turns to Freakboy as he eats his slice of pizza. "Right now I was just visiting with Mischa, eating pizza, and planning things."
Bassarov goes to the door and lets Zero in. "Hello Zero, good to see you. Who is this that you brought?"
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Post by Lady Blue on Jan 2, 2005 2:25:59 GMT -5
"Well take this red pregnant dog!" I yell and draw my 9mm and fire five shots at the bird. My aim is excellent, even when running and aiming at a moving target.
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Celes
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I wish to ask so many questions, but yet ask one... Who am I?
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Post by Celes on Jan 2, 2005 2:26:03 GMT -5
Celes walks from her room, having spent the last few hours in her room. Her skin was much paler then it had been earlier, and she looked a bit depressed. She walks down the hall, wondering where and what everyone was doing.
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Post by Alister Watanabe on Jan 2, 2005 2:27:33 GMT -5
After arranging his room to his liking, Alister decides that now would be a good time to formally add himself to the rebels. He looks up Bassarov, who he's surprised is still around, but has seen a lot of strange things lately anyways.
Alister heads towards Bassarov's apartment, and sees that the door is already open. He lets himself in.
"I apologize if I have come at an inconvenient time." He says to Bassarov.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 2, 2005 2:29:34 GMT -5
Freak Boy was about to ask 'What kind of plans?' when he saw Zero and some stranger at the door. Naturally, being paranoid, Freak Boy assumed two scenarios. One: Zero ratted him out and brought an assassin here so that the Rebels wouldn't have to deal with the FRA. or, Two: Zero brought a friend over.
Assuming the first one, he didn't want to say anything out loud and merely kept his hand near his gun.
What kind of plans, Bassarov?
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Post by Hoshi on Jan 2, 2005 2:30:50 GMT -5
When she pulls out the gun, I do my best to get out of the way. She manages to blow off my left wing. I spin out of control to the ground.
I turn back into my human like form, but my left arm is missing. I sit on the ground and cry. "WAHHHHH! IT HURTS IT HURTS!"
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Post by Zinn on Jan 2, 2005 2:31:42 GMT -5
"Of course he still has party ties. It's really funny that most of his rebels are in his group for the sole reason of hating Red Infinity, when technically, Red Infinity is his baby," Zinn says. "Sorry, I shouldn't rant about him right now. We want his help, right? Don't get me wrong, he's a nice guy. I just disagree with him on what ends justify what means."
Zinn laughs. It's a nervous, sad laugh.
"It's good that you've got places to hide. That saves us some time. Let's send out the e-mails now, and then try to sleep."
Zinn's eyes give away her feelings, but for all intensive purposes, she is perfectly calm.
"There are two double beds, and this couch. I think we could probably fit two people on each bed, and one on the couch. I think we have enough space. Who wants to sleep where?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 2, 2005 2:35:04 GMT -5
Bassarov turns to Alister and is shocked to see the former ISP member. Bassarov had some political debates and issues with the ISP, but they were reconciled during the revolution.
"Alister, I didn't expect to see you. Where have you been all these years?" Bassarov then turns to Freakboy. "Mischa and I were deciding what the nature of relationship should be with the FRA. We decided that we should not attack them, but should opt for neither war nor peace. We can let Red Infinity deal with them."
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Post by Lady Blue on Jan 2, 2005 2:35:43 GMT -5
I yell for a medic, hoping that a show of good faith will help at this point. "Next time don't attack me and you won't get hurt..."
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