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Post by Lady Violet on Jan 3, 2005 10:12:49 GMT -5
I feel bad about how I was towards Freak Boy. I am having a harder time controlling my temper these days. Maybe it is from all of the extra work I have been putting in.
To help with the FRA problem and the increasing rebel activity, I decide that I will relocate some of the Ministries to Capital City and Helsinki. Right now, we do not assert our power enough in North America and in Northern Europe. This has made these places a safe haven for rebels. This can not continue.
I order the Ministry of Education to relocate to Helsinki. I order the Ministry of Economics to relocate to Capital City. I think of another Ministry I can send to the former United States. Maybe the Ministry of the Environment. They can monitor the FRA with ease from Capital City.
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Post by Hoshi on Jan 3, 2005 11:34:42 GMT -5
I wake up and go back to the collective farm. I think of Riku and wonder if I will see him.
"Riku...why don't you like me?" I say to myself as I pick up a shovel.
I pull my red hair back and get to work. I can't think silly thoughts. I have a mission and I will not fail. Even if I have to give my life to this mission.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 3, 2005 11:44:07 GMT -5
Attn Ministry of Information
Report January 3rd Dist 2 Finland
Agent Fenitchka
Subject: Report on Rural Rebelion
There has been no talk of rebelion in my region. The farmers on the collective seem happy and after the attack last year no one has complained about Red Infinity. We all like the work that Red Infinity is doing and the farmers were happy that this year they got to keep more crops and milk for themselves. They say this makes them work harder. Some of the equiptment is becoming old and faulty and the farmers would like it replaced.
Red Infinity gave me money to go to school and I started classes last month. The teacher is ill and we will have a new one. He is a Russian named Yevgeny Vassilyvich. He will start teaching next week. None of the other students are interested in rebelion.
Everyone is happy and supports Red Infinity.
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I send out the message to the Ministry and go to school. I wonder who my new teacher will be. I hope he doesn't think I am stupid like the last one. I hate school.
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 3, 2005 12:06:28 GMT -5
He should be getting ready for class, but Dan is otherwsie occupied. Carefuly, in his best old style handwriting, he is preparing a treasure map for the players to see on their next roleplaying meet. He wasn't worried about the teacher catching him or anything since the guy was out sick. The replacement should've already been here, but they weren't.
They'd just gotten a new girl in class the other day too. She'd seemed really quiet. Strange kinda person.
Dan puts the last scroll mark on the map. Finished.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 3, 2005 12:10:44 GMT -5
I take a seat behind the younger looking boy. I missed school the past few days since Kolya was sick again. I hate being the oldest person in this class and what's worse is next week we get a new teacher.
I tap him on the shoulder.
"I missed the past few days, can I borrow your notes after class?"
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 3, 2005 12:19:52 GMT -5
"Notes?" Dan leans his head back rather than turn around, looking at Fenitchka upside down. "Notes?" He seems confused. He doesn't normally take notes. Oh, wait, he had the other day when he's had writers block and couldn't work on his campain. "Ya, alright." Dan straightens himself and picks up his book bag.
The boy stuffles through the papers inside. Orc campain... elf campain... evil campain... ah, here were some notes... no, these were ones he'd made for the campain... they were in here somewhere...
"Ah ha!" Dan pulls out a few sheets of paper, all of them slightly wrinkled. "Here they are. By the way," he put his bag on his desk and stands, offering his hand. "I'm Danuel. Stinin. Your the girl who transfured in right? Wow... your tall."
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 3, 2005 12:22:53 GMT -5
I take the notes and blush. I avert my eyes since I hate having to explain why I am here.
"Well...I um...am an older student. I had to leave school and now I have come back." I say shyly
I look at his strange papers and dice and things.
"My name is Fenitchka. I'm actually...18..."
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 3, 2005 12:29:19 GMT -5
"So your a senior too then? Cool. Well, welcome to Advanced Algedra. It's easy stuff once you get used to it. They bumped me up half a year to get in here actually. Senior course and I'm 17 but my parents think I'm a genious or something so they tried to make sure I was challenged."
Dan kneels down and starts to gather the loose campain papers that fell out of his bag while he was looking for notes. "So where're ya from?"
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 3, 2005 12:32:22 GMT -5
"Oh well...I think I must be in the wrong class...but...I will get things figured out next week when the new teacher starts."
Advanced Algebra!!
"I come from Russia but moved to Finland with my parents. They are farmers not too far from here. But I have my own place in town now. What about you?"
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 3, 2005 12:47:13 GMT -5
"I live in the city. My parents let me have an apartment of my own. Their trying to give me 'space', because they think that I won't be able to reach my full potential if I have to have people around me who don't think on the same level.
Silly really, but it does give me a great place to host the meets from." Dan grabs a few strange shaped dice from the floor, completeing his clean up. "Anyway, if you think your in the wrong class, there's really nothing you can do about it. I take it you haven't been to the main office? It's a mess. I was stuck in Introduction to German for a year before I got out of there."
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Post by Jon Talbain on Jan 3, 2005 12:48:50 GMT -5
"Dan!" A tall boy with long gray hair comes into the class room, almost running, and makes straight for Dan. "Dan, dude, you will not believe what has been happening in my life!"
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 3, 2005 12:51:00 GMT -5
"Jon? Man, where have you been!? And why are you in my class? Your going to be late for your own math class if you don't get going.
This is Fenitchka." Dan gestures at the girl, "We were just talking."
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 3, 2005 12:51:38 GMT -5
"Oh...I will have to go there and get things staightened out..." I don't want to be here and it is just my luck that I am stuck talking to some super genius kid.
Hello, I am a failure and have a young child. I am a drop out and Red Infinity is paying me to go to school. That's how dumb I am.
I don't say these things.
"It must be nice to...be smart and be free and young. I am young but feel like I have lived 100 years. 100 bad years."
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Post by Jon Talbain on Jan 3, 2005 12:54:08 GMT -5
Jon looks at the clock and swears under his breath. "Alright, alright. Um... meet me for lunch! Usual place!" With that, he rushes out of the room again.
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 3, 2005 12:57:58 GMT -5
"We always meet for lunch..." Dan sighs as Jon rushes out. "I swear, that guy is hopless..."
Dan turns his attention back to Fenitchka, "Freedom is alright. I don't relate well to people. That we've been talking this long and I haven't offended you is amazing.
So Fenitchka, can I call you Fen?"
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