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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 14, 2005 20:42:58 GMT -5
"His name is Che, he stays with teacher a lot and has a radio show. He took me back to his place, and well, he slept with me. But now, now he doesn't even care to talk to me. I think he has found someone else...." I say sadly. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't complain. It is all my fault for trusting him. But it still hurts my feelings since it has happened to me so many times...."
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 14, 2005 20:53:51 GMT -5
"Oh god..." Dan covers his face with his hands and shakes his head. "Fen... seriously, that was just stupid. You have to think these kind of things through... *sigh* Well, there's nothing to be done about it now anyway." Dan drops his hands, "Two burned, once shy? Is that where your going with this?"
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Post by Kelthassil on Jan 14, 2005 20:54:59 GMT -5
I draw out my brilliant energy blades and face Satsujin, as we wait for Tensuo to arrive.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 14, 2005 20:56:52 GMT -5
"I know, I am sorry, I didn't mean to. I will know better next time." I put my hands on my lap and look down at the carpeting. "But I am glad that you have lots of friends now, Dan."
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 14, 2005 21:00:28 GMT -5
"Well I'm glad that your back, Fen. I was worried about you." Dan sighs again. "Well there's not much to be done for it. Life goes on. And after all that you didn't even get to see your teacher?"
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Post by Steve Fox on Jan 14, 2005 21:03:06 GMT -5
Steve stands at the mouth of an alley, rubbing his gloved hands together to try and warm them up. It was hopeless. He'd searched everywhere and hadn't found Cynthia. She must have left the city. "Well... too bad I suppose. Maybe we'll meet again lass..."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 14, 2005 21:03:07 GMT -5
After the confrontation between Freak boy and Despair, and the subsiquent destruction of his transmitter, I decide that enough is enough. Silently I stand up and finish my cigarette, then walk into Mischa's room. "It's time. Now lay down and let's get started." I say.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 14, 2005 21:03:33 GMT -5
"No, he was gone the whole time. I am starting to think that all of those people are rebels. I will write a report on everything I saw..."
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 14, 2005 21:08:04 GMT -5
"Report it to who?" Dan stands up and walks into the kitchen. He takes a six pack of sodas out of the frigde, sets them on the table, and, after taking one for himself, tosses one to Fen.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 14, 2005 21:10:06 GMT -5
"Our teacher and all of the strange people at his house." I reply before cracking open the soda. "It is my job to do that, it is how I get the money I need for survival."
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Cynthia
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Post by Cynthia on Jan 14, 2005 21:12:29 GMT -5
Cynthia struggles to walk back to her house. The disease is too much for her to endure. She collapses before her door into the fresh snow.
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Post by Danuel Stinin on Jan 14, 2005 21:13:19 GMT -5
"No, I mean who do you tell? Your not working for the Ministry of Terror are you? I mean, I know their there to keep us all safe from the rebels but they scare me sometimes."
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Post by Steve Fox on Jan 14, 2005 21:16:17 GMT -5
Steve wanders back towards the place he used to rent with Cynthia. He needed to pick up some stuff before he... Who was this? Someone was laying in the snow outside the place. Well, he'd have too... too... it had pink hair. Steve breaks into a run. It is Cynthia! d**n it all. The boxer slides to a stop, falling over onto his back then rolling to his knees and crawling over to her. "Cynthia? Hey, you awake?" He pulls off his glove and feels her neck for a pulse.
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Post by Cynthia on Jan 14, 2005 21:18:45 GMT -5
Cythnthia doesn't answer since she needs to be taken to someone who can heal her. She is too weak and sick to even talk. She is now in a deep sleep.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 14, 2005 21:21:35 GMT -5
"I'm sorry I misunderstood you. They acted like they were hiding something. I also saw some books that were political. It is just a hunch, so I don't know. I will report them to the Ministry of Information. That is who I usually report to. "
I yawn.
"I have to head home to Kolya, have a good night, and thanks for talking." I leave suddenly and return to my home and my young son.
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