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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on Jan 18, 2005 2:26:45 GMT -5
Sakari smirks. There's something cute about his modesty.
"Alright. I will ask him when he's awake." I simply reply.
Sakari begins to notice Andrew's physical ailments. He wonders if Andrew will be alright.
"Maybe you should get some rest, I'm sure that encounter took more out of you than you lead on. I'll watch Antero."
((I've gotta get going, have a goodnight.))
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Jan 18, 2005 2:32:35 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm fine, really. Well... I guess a little sleep wouldn't hurt or anything..." Andrew says. He really is tired, but he doesn't want to admit it. This reverse osmosis took way more energy than it usually takes.
"Alright."
Andrew goes back into the main room. He walks over to an easy chair, curls up in it like a cat, and promptly falls asleep. He breathes quietly. Ordinarily, he has trouble falling asleep in public places, because everything is terribly loud to his sensitive hearing, but his recent effort has taken a lot out of him. This is the first real sleep he has had in ages, and it is quite different than his usual near-comatose, post-vision state. ((Goodnight.))
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Lydia
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Green Party Writer, Artist, Naturalist
Posts: 15
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Post by Lydia on Jan 18, 2005 3:57:22 GMT -5
((I am so totally lost. This time difference thing really makes role-playing here difficult.))
Lydia stood silently in the kitchen doorway, watching as the meeting took place. She listened intently to the different comments and opinions but came with none of her own. It was all very mesmerizing and again she felt that strange sensation of being utterly lost. She heaved a small sigh and let her gaze wander about the apartment. It wasn't as if she didn't have opinions. She had plenty of those. But forming them to words, that was more difficult. She was unfamiliar of the terms and workings of politics, she knew what she thought, but not how exactly to explain it to others. And so she just watched, watched and listened.
The discussion about the capitalists interested her. When she heard them bring up the word she looked up and listened more intently. She felt mildly sorry for them but not enough to comment. Part of her felt that they deserved their fate, though she knew that one should never feel that way. Capitalism, what she had seen of it at least, brought on corruption, greed, and suffering for those who didn't have enough money, or who didn't have the forward drive to make it in their society. From what she had seen of it she hated it, though she knew that she still had much left to learn. Her opinions were based on nothing, she had never read any material or conversed with someone who knew the subject well. That was something that she hoped would be a possibility here with the Rebels, to expand her knowledge about these things that she had never dared ask about before.
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Post by Elijah Debs on Jan 18, 2005 9:12:57 GMT -5
(Post to the rebels concerning the kampa and Satsujin) "I will try to get more help." Elijah says after Toivo spends some time trying to get the kampa to work, but fails at every attempt. He spreads his red and orange wings and flies back to Helsinki. He returns to Bassarov and Mischa's apartment to see if perhaps anyone there can help with the Satsujin fight.
"I don't mean to interupt, but the fight with Satsujin is still going on and we could really use some help. For some reason or another, we can not get the spells that activate the kampa to work."
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Post by Soren on Jan 18, 2005 9:21:05 GMT -5
Soren continues to watch the fight between Satsujin and Tensuo. His feelings are mixed. On one hand, he really doesn't care what happens to this world. Nothing really matters, not even life or the perpetuation of life on this planet. He thinks that maybe things would actually be better if the world was destroyed and Satsujin won. He sits down on the sidewalk and evaluates the situation and whether or not he is for or against the destruction of the world.
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Post by Korbinian Kautsky on Jan 18, 2005 9:32:32 GMT -5
Kautsky decides that he will send another letter to Xavier and Hope 98. He is glad that the democratic socialist movement has made some progress, but it is not nearly as much as he thought it would be.
He sends a very brief memo to Xavier and Hope98.
Dear socialist friends, I would appreciate it greatly if you started organizing. Perhaps you should make it your goal to hold a meeting this week.
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Post by Pierre Proudhon on Jan 18, 2005 9:37:30 GMT -5
On the first cloudy day, Pierre braves his social anxiety to head down to the sea. Since the weather is less pleasant, the beach is empty today. He walks barefoot on the beach drawing pictures in the wet sand with a stick. "I am starting to like it here. But this time at the beach makes me feel a little guilty. I should be doing more for people." He sits on a rock and watches the tide.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 18, 2005 13:47:42 GMT -5
Freak Boy wraps up his radio show, making an analysis of Lady Violet's speech and taking bits and segments from it and mocking it, much like Jon Stewart did on the Daily Show's coverage of the Republican National Convention. He ends his radio show and stands up, wobbling slightly.
Finally... he makes up his mind to go check in on Fenitchka. See why she's so mad at him...
He takes a teleportation booth out and sees a note on her door that she's at Dan's. Freak Boy never met Dan but the address was on the paper so, a few minutes later, Freak Boy was knocking on Dan's door.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 18, 2005 14:17:00 GMT -5
I go to the door when I hear a knocking. I don't think Dan will mind. When I open the door I see that it is Che.
"Oh, hi Che, I thought you have forgotten about me."
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Post by Krupskaya on Jan 18, 2005 14:24:45 GMT -5
(To Anyone in Bassarov's apartment)
After some tips about a teacher at a rural school, who may not be a teacher after all, I decide to investigate this and see for myself if rebels have infiltrated the school.
I go to the address of a teacher named Mr. Vassilyvich, and enter his place of residence through an open window. The first thing I notice is how many people are in his home.
"Excuse me, but I am here on behalf of the Ministry of Information. Is that a teacher named Mr. Vassilyvich who lives here?" I ask everyone in the room.
"I need to take him to my Ministry for some questions..."
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 18, 2005 14:25:40 GMT -5
Peter stands outside, tracking the position of the machine. The portal trail leads towards a ministry. Following the snake into the viper's pit is not a good tactical move. He would have to wait.
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Post by Hoshi on Jan 18, 2005 14:27:46 GMT -5
So I was given a mission to do spy, but I have no idea who to spy on. I know, I will spy on Riku, he is a rebel, so hey, what a great idea!
I am a little upset that he didn't even bother trying to find me. Maybe I just ignore him. Well, that's okay, since I can spy on him and tell Red Infinity any bad thing that he has planned.
I head back to Japan and start looking for him.
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Post by Fascia on Jan 18, 2005 14:29:42 GMT -5
I take the bag from Kakashi and rifle through it. Sure enough, there are plenty of diapers in it. I take one and some other diaper changing items and walk back to the bedroom, where I change Illidan. Once finished, I return to the livingroom, where Kakashi sits working with his blades. I hold onto Illidan's hands and let him walk in front of me. He's not stable enough to walk on his own quite yet, but with a little help, he totters around well enough.
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Ruusu
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Ministry of Defense Anti-Racism Fighter
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Post by Ruusu on Jan 18, 2005 14:31:26 GMT -5
After I complete the mission assigned to me by Huey Newton, I decide to try to stalk the Hagana members again. I am not sure where they would be, but figure the best place to go to find them would be Israel.
I turn into a dragon, something I can only do once a week, and start my flight to Isreal.
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Jan 18, 2005 14:34:11 GMT -5
Kakashi puts his knifes away and watches Fascia and Illidan, smiling. "I'm going into town here shortly to arange for the furinture and boxes to be moved here from your old place. And I'm gonna try to find some extra work. I can't keep up my old job and be a good father too."
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