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Post by NiHato/Red Dove on Jan 16, 2005 14:52:32 GMT -5
"Well, you are right, but what good am I? I'm not very strong at all. Why does it matter if I join red Infintiy or not? No one has cared about me for ages, and I am hardly ever noticed by anyone."
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Post by Oni Momouru kokoro on Jan 16, 2005 14:57:32 GMT -5
I look around. "... well, would you rather have everyone forget about the gods?... red infinity is forcing people not to believe in them.... if they do they would have the fear of getting tortured by the league.... or worst..."
I look back at her and smile alittle. "... well, when was the last time you used your powers?..."
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Post by Tristen on Jan 16, 2005 14:57:38 GMT -5
A few hours later, Tristen walked out of his room in the Ministry and yawned loudly. He walked down the halls and went outside into the city. He opened his eyes fully, looking like he just now woke up.. He realized that he had wandered outside and sighed.. oh well.. a nice walk wouldn't be to bad right now..
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Post by Miho on Jan 16, 2005 15:01:51 GMT -5
After, well, in simple terms, being 'ditched' by Tristen for a mission, Miho had wandered around. She wasn't very mad, since she understood that he had to do a mission. She sees him futher up the street.
What luck! She wouldn't have to go find him.
Hey, Tristen!
She calls, running after him. She makes a mental note to visit Hikari soon.
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Post by Tristen on Jan 16, 2005 15:06:20 GMT -5
Tristen quickly spun around and smiled to see Miho. "Hey! Miho!" He called, running over to her. He rubbed the back of his head and smiled. "Sorry about yesterday! Trouble just kept coming my way yesterday.." He said.. which reminded him... that man.. He was obviously very dangerous... Tristen had to find him before he could hurt anymore people..
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Post by Miho on Jan 16, 2005 15:09:30 GMT -5
It's alright! You had to do your missions. Maybe I'll become a real operative when I get older and stronger, but I'm pretty weak still. There's a lot of people out there with powers a lot better then just mine.
Miho says, with a smile.
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Post by Raine on Jan 16, 2005 15:24:00 GMT -5
Raine hobbled away from the scene with her broken leg.She went to the hospital where they gave her a cast o her foot and crouches.
a few hours later she was out of the hopsital and she was walking along using her crouches to heep herself up.'d**n...why did i have to trip..'She asked herself.These crouches were annoying and the pain in her foot was enormous.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Jan 16, 2005 15:33:50 GMT -5
Andrew walks down the hallway, his cane's tapping making an echo that allows him to sense his way even better than usual. He pauses to examine a large hole in the wall. He runs his fingers over the rough, blasted cement and plaster before making his way to Bassarov's apartment and knocking. He considers the pros and cons of continuing to live alone.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 16, 2005 15:38:41 GMT -5
Peter walks into the woman's department, looking for Lena. "Lena? Did you find any..." He stops. The man with Lena. Peter knows him. At night, on a train, months ago, he'd met him. Peter raises a hand and points at Jade, his face a mixture of disbelief and anger. "You!"
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Post by Roland the Black Hearted on Jan 16, 2005 15:40:22 GMT -5
"No, she's not one of ours. And even if she was, she saved a rebel, and I believe this isn't the first time. Find her, and do what you do so well. I'll handle the paperwork and the political end. If something goes wrong, it's on my head."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 16, 2005 15:52:02 GMT -5
"Don't worry Lydia, most new rebels don't know all of the politics of the world and the rebel movements. But, I can gladly teach you anything you might want to know."
Bassarov looks at the clock. He was planning his own socialist meeting today, but sees that he has plenty of time.
"As for being a fighter, there are ways to fight Red Infinity which are non violent. I would say that only a small fraction of what I do is actual fighting."
Bassarov hears a knock at the door and once again excuses himself from Lydia.
"Andrew, good to see you again. I am glad that someone remembered the meeting..."
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Jan 16, 2005 15:59:08 GMT -5
Bassarov's apartment smells like tomato soup, cherry juice, blood, antiseptic, and shame, in addition to the usual, strong cigarette smell. Andrew decides not to ask.
"Hi!" Andrew says as he enters the apartment.
"Um... do you here someone screaming?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 16, 2005 16:01:52 GMT -5
Bassarov stands in his apartment and listens for a moment. He can hear no screaming, but pauses and listens a little longer. "No, I don't hear any screaming..." He says with a confused expression.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Jan 16, 2005 16:04:51 GMT -5
"Are you sure... who's Sasha?" Andrew asks. "Oh well, perhaps it is a weak vision or something. I get those sometimes. Um, you know.... well..." Andrew asks, embarrased. It reminds him of when people thought he was schitzophrenic.
"Um... in addition to the meeting, I was wondering if I could get a roommate or something. I mean, people keep coming and attacking me, and trying to arrest me and stuff. I think maybe if someone else was around, I wouldn't be spending so much time in Kaschei's office. I'm prefectly capable of taking care of myself... I just... I'm not a very good fighter. You know. It doesn't have anything to do with the blindness or anything," Andrew says defensively. He doesn't like asking for help, because he doesn't like people to think that he is weak or incapable.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 16, 2005 16:08:46 GMT -5
"Sasha? Sasha is an anarchist who has gone missing. Some people at Red Infinity announced that he died, but they do that so often it is impossible to take it too seriously. As for a roommate, Lysander moved back to Helsinki. You could try him, though I know last time you two met...you didn't really hit it off. Hmm, well, sure you can have a roommate, I'm just not sure who to suggest."
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