The Shreds of A Tattered Soul

[Winter]

-Well, that's lovely! I'd like to meet your family sometime. What do you say we go out to dinner tonight, and actually go out for dinner once?-
Winter says with a smile and slight laugh.

[Zinn]

((Is that this Sunday in real time? I'm going to be at a Jewish youth group meeting. The head of our youth group is an atheist, and we're going to discuss Isaac Asimov's book, Caves of Steel, because we're all sci-fi fans, and we think he might have been Jewish. We don't really do that much Jewish stuff, come to think of it. We do a lot of community service. I think the only Jewish things we do are building the sukkah, going on a shabbaton (although it is technically at a ski hill. Praying, and then skiing. Yays. We also set up and clean up the Purim carnival. That isn't much though. d**n. We should just rename our group "A bunch of Jews who get together, read sci-fi, watch anime and Monty Python, and do Community service group."))

Maybe Andrew could just sit there quietly or something. Really quietly.))

"I think we should all go. Or at least everyone that is still awake. I think Josh is still sleeping, and Nova is gone again. Can you guys teleport? I know where Bassarov is. We can go straight there, and bypass having to go through Red Infinity checkpoints and such."

[TheWyrm]

((On a random note, my characters are kind of boycotting the teleportation skill since it's way over utilized. That, and I don't think a human couldn't really do that anyways.))

"Yeah that's a good idea... We should hurry then." I reply to Zinn. "I can hack into one of the teleportation booths and get us there for free, and Red Infinity would have a hard time tracking us." I respond somewhat arrogantly.

[Zinn]

"Perfect. Let's go," Zinn replies.

"The nearest teleportation booth is about a block from here. I saw it when I went to get breakfast."

[TheWyrm]

"Good good." I say, folding up my laptop and taking another bagel. We head out the door and the booth was closer than I thought. I plug in some cat 3 cable into the phone jack and begin to hack into it.

"This might be a couple of minutes... Lousy dial up connections, so 20th century."

[TheWyrm]

((Okay, crappy way to end that last post, sorry for the double post, but whatever, take it up with the moderators. Oh wait!))

I finally finish after several awkward minutes. I feel embarrased that I couldn't do it quicker, but nonetheless got through.

"Okay, let's skedaddle." I say, pushing my glasses up on my nose.

[Sakari Lehtinen]

Down on his luck, Sakari makes it to Monte Carlo with not much more than a few pennies. Regardless, he somehow had an in at the poker tournament, and is playing on debt, something that he deplores. The building is a seedy run down old warehouse, and it's likely that if he loses, he's not going to leave this place with all of his body parts.

The table is an old pool table, the color is a sort of green that it once was, a spectre of its former self. Sakari gets one of the corner pockets, and a stack of $5,000 in chips, chump change, but enough to get his foot in the door of the more respectable, and legal, organizations. Everybody introduces themselves.

"My name is Clyde. Hi." Said a seedy balding individual wearing a white jogging suit with red stripes on the sleeves, who looks right at home in this warehouse.

"Jacques." Says a stereotypical French man.

"Hello dolls, my name's Bambi." Wow what a sleeper. Almost as bad as me.

"And you can call me Mister Jones." Said the man with an obvious alias.

"Nice to meet you all. My name's Lehtinen." Sakari says, using a less obvious alias. He feels good going into the tournament, since they all seemed to be amateurs. Either that, or pros pretending to be amateurs. Regardless, he was a master of playing it cool.

The game is afoot.

[Zinn]

Zinn grabs her backpack.

"Wow, that was fast," Zinn remarks. Her attempts at hacking into things have always taken hours. She will have to watch Wyrm more closely, so she can learn how to hack into things faster.

(( Are we still in the hotel, or at the teleportation booth?))

[TheWyrm]

((At the booth))

Me, Sophia, Zinn, and Nova, head into the booth one at a time, and teleport to Helsinki. I fold up my laptop and slide it along my shoulder. I hear that I have an email but decide to check it after the meeting with Bassarov.

"Ah thanks..." I say, scratching my head. "Do you know where Bassarov lives?"

((Sorry I have to get going, and Bassarov will be gone as well. Move our characters along as you wish. We should be back in about 3 or 4 hours. Have a good evening.))

[Riku]

I sigh and glance down at her, cursing that I didnt turn invisible a few seconds beforehand. I float down towards her and look around

...hello hoshi, I just came to check up on you... ya know... see if you actually listened and went back to beijin.... but I see that isnt the case

[Zack]

I sigh and walk out of teh metro and start heading down the street, I heard some talk of a ministry here in helsinki, I frown thinking that would put stress on bassarov and the others, all of which was unnessacary since they already had enough stress as it is.

I turn and see the large ministry, "the ministry of education?...hmm, well I dont see how this is going to stop the rebels here, but it does make it easier for them to spy on us.....". I glance around realizing I was speaking aloud,

I shake my head and lean against the wall as I watch other's pass, It was quite easy to overhear them and see which were loyal to Red infinity, maybe I can find out if there is anything more to this ministry

[Zero Americanski]

It takes me three hours to remove all the soot and fly ash from the locomotive hanger and vent shaft. After all, the metro wasn't meant to be used with steam locomotives. Again I walk into my office, change clothes and try to comb the soot out of my hair with only limited success. I try to decide weather or not to call Bassarov, I am loathe to bother him but I do want to see him again.

[John Peron]

Peron runs deeper into a cave, panting and trying not to hear the sounds of those... those things... following him. Oh, how he hoped he had outrun them, how he hoped he had gotten away... alas, that was not the case.

"¿El dios del Oh, qué está sucediendo? Esto no puede suceder... ¡Soy coronel Juan Peron, yo no soy traído a mis rodillas por cualquier cosa! ¡Esto no puede suceder!!" Juan said to himself as he ran.

He had arrived somewhere in the appalation mountains and ran into the first cave he saw, but that was hours ago. He had no clue where he was and why the place smelled like gasoline and coal...

(A translation of the Spanish would be: Oh God, what is happening? This can not be happening... I am Colonel Juan Peron, I am not brought to my knees by anything! This can not be happening!!)

[Zinn]

((Please stop posting with this character until we work out his story. It still doesn't fit RI canon.))

[Yuber]

((To the esteemed and respected Noe Carlson)
Yuber sat at his computer, in his quiet lab in the L.I.F.'s Berlin base.
Quiet wasn't quite the word for it though. Silence it was, truly, for there was no sound except for the clicking of the keys on the keyboard as Yuber ticked of his notes to Noe, the head of the Science department. They were on his tests on the "Anjels," as well as the notes he'd taken from the tests with the new injections, implants that he had developed, precieving the coucil's will, and, lastly, nerual dendrite superconducting.

Liberation Inivititive Front Primary Transmission.
Encryption Code: Red
Subject: Hunters
Classification: Science Department, Sigil Sun+ eyes only.
From: Department of Science, Sigil Sun, Yuber
To: Department of Science Head, Al'Lan, Noe Carlson

1'll k33p th15 5h0r7.

1) Muscler enhancement injection: protein complex is injected intramuscularly to increase tissue density and decrease lactase recovery time. Risk: 5 percent of test subjects experience a fatal cardiac volume increase.
2) Catalytic thyroid implant: platinum pellet containing human growth hormone catalyst is implanted in the thyroid to boost growth of skeletal and muscle tissues. Risk: rare instances of elephantiasis. Suppressed sexual drive[/u].
3) Superconducting fibrification of neural dendrites: altertaion of bioelectrical nerve transduction to shielded electronic transduction. Three hundred percent increase om subject reflexes. Anecdotal evidence of marked increase intelligence, memory, and cretivity. Risk: significan instances of Parkinson's disease and Flectcher's syndrome.

As a side note, only new Hunters, as of yet, will be able to access to these revolutionary technologies. Should a Hunter, with previous a improvment, take even one of these new improvments, their flesh will expanded, like a ballon, and then their organs will burst, one by one, from the waist upwards.
I look forward to its use in the new Hunters.[/i]

Yuber's keystrokes fell silent as he looked over the message. Yes, everything was accurate. He clicked his mouse a few times, and the message was sent to Noe. Hopefully, once the last bits were finished, he could test out the improvments on actual Hunters.
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