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Post by Frank Richardson on Jan 12, 2005 22:04:17 GMT -5
Any male would've been surprised when a woman was that open, even if it was only to get into bed. Still, most women wouldn't let a complete stranger see them while in their undergarments. Shaking it off, Frank put on the pants she made and walked to the top floor of the dollhouse... he climbed into a bed by a window and fell asleep, feeling relaxed.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 12, 2005 22:09:57 GMT -5
"Sleep? As in... the closing of the eyes and the being suceptable to snipers and assassins while caught completely unaware? As in the state of unconsciousness that allows a perfect opportunity for Red Infinity to come after us?"
On that note, he turned to Erika.
"By the way, you and your daughter are on the run from Red Infinity too, so revealing the location of this base would benifit you very little... especially if Iris is going to be staying with us." he says to Erika.
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 12, 2005 22:11:00 GMT -5
Iris picks her head up. "Why don't you give it a rest."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 12, 2005 22:11:35 GMT -5
Since Erika is already asleep she doesn't hear you. "If you don't sleep than you'll open yourself to serious infection. Now close your eyes and rest." I put out what's left of my cigarette and fall asleep.
(Cya tommorow)
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 12, 2005 22:12:48 GMT -5
Freak Boy ignores the warning and pulls an energy drink out of the back of Bassarov's fridge. He had been hiding them there, behind the vodka. He comes back out and sits down next to Iris.
"What a night..." he says with a groan. "You doing alright?"
(Night, Zero. May the forces of evil get confused on the way to your house/wherever the hell you're staying)
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 12, 2005 22:14:00 GMT -5
"Yeah Im fine," she looks down at the floor, she was near exhasted.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 12, 2005 22:18:27 GMT -5
"Here, this should help." he says, offering her a sip of his Red Bull.
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 12, 2005 22:20:00 GMT -5
Iris puts a hand up pushing the drink back at him. "No thanks."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 12, 2005 22:22:26 GMT -5
"Ok.... by the way, you never did answer my question. About whether or not you returned my affections for you..."
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 12, 2005 22:31:14 GMT -5
Teacher came back but ignored me. Everything seems strange here. I think I will go back to my home. I grab Kolya and take the train back to my home town. I wonder what Che is doing and why he forgot about me. I go to my home feeling sad and rejected. I put Kolya to bed and cry in my room.
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Post by Krupskaya on Jan 12, 2005 22:34:27 GMT -5
"I better go after the students. And you are wrong, since Red Infinity controls and pays for all education, we can decide what is acceptable in schools. We do not allow terrorists into the schools."
Zach does a great job with the back rub.
"Because of your rebel past I am going to dismiss you. Have a good night and thanks for your help. Here is payment for the work you did."
I hand him his paycheck and a letter explaining why he been fired.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 12, 2005 22:38:30 GMT -5
I give Daniel a phone call since he is my only fiend, but for some reason he does not pick up the phone.
"I should be used to this. Che was just like every other guy. Look at me, this is pathetic. I shouldn't trust guys at all and here I go sleeping with anyone who shows any interest in me. No wonder my life is a mess."
I sigh and lay down on my bed.
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Post by Hoshi on Jan 12, 2005 22:42:07 GMT -5
Today is a new day. Today I am getting a new mission! I will forget about Riku. He likes that other fox anyway. I enter the Ministry of Terror and I am more determined than ever to be the best operative I can be.
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 12, 2005 22:45:10 GMT -5
Iris' face turned red.
"....yeah..." she said in a small voice.
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Post by Hoshi on Jan 12, 2005 22:46:31 GMT -5
I march up to Kaschei's office since I was told that he was the head of the Ministry of Terror. I knock on the door and wait for him to answer. I hope he lets me join his Ministry.
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