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Post by Huey P. Newton on Jan 18, 2005 19:51:12 GMT -5
"We're not more important," he corrected Krupskuya before she left. "We just have jurisdiction over certain areas."
When she left, he closed the door and sat down, massaging his temples. This job was getting riskier every day...
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Post by Sherman "Sherlock" Holmes on Jan 18, 2005 19:52:17 GMT -5
"Oh no, not at all. Be my guest, Lady Blue." Holmes said, handing her some paper and a nice clump of tobacco.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 18, 2005 19:53:57 GMT -5
"How do you get those?" he asked, walking over to her. "Party Membership Cards, that is... do you get them when you work for the government, or when you graduate High School, or what?"
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Post by Lady Blue on Jan 18, 2005 19:55:08 GMT -5
"Thanks." I say as I quickly roll a rather sloppy lookign cigarette. I light it, inhale, and go into a coughing fit... "Maybe not. Bah! I've just had a rotten week, that's all." I say as I drop the makeshift cigarette and crush it under my heel.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 18, 2005 19:57:00 GMT -5
"Anyone who supports the government can be a party member. I thought most people were party members? Um, well I don't know. I just thought that everyone was. My parents and friends are. That is how we can go to school and get the things that we need..."
I feel very confused now. Maybe I am wrong. I don't really know about the world but everyone I know is a member of the party.
I blush because I am so naive about the world and maybe he knows something about the world that I don't.
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Post by Sherman "Sherlock" Holmes on Jan 18, 2005 19:58:08 GMT -5
"There, there." he says, patting her shoulder as they walk. "We all have weeks like this. We'll come back again... you'll see."
Holmes took another puff of his pipe before rubbing his hands together.
"Rather nippy out, isn't it?"
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Post by Garret thingysure on Jan 18, 2005 20:00:30 GMT -5
Garret looks at the doodle and is very impressed. He never knew that Zero had any artistic talent. She didn't seem like the artsy kind of person. She seemed more mechanical and scientific in her thinking.
"Wow, that is really awesome Zero. I think you have some real natural talent. Maybe Linnea could give you some art lessons. I mean, that isn't bad at all."
He orders another cola, even though this will be his third or fourth.
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Post by TheWyrm on Jan 18, 2005 20:00:56 GMT -5
Since it's later in the day, I begin to wonder about whether or not we're actually going to move to Nice today. Oh well, nature calls.
I head to the bathroom and notice that it's locked. Not only is it locked, it's locked from the outside. Who the hell puts locks on their bathroom on the outside of the door? I unlock it, and take a few steps inside before noticing Antero.
"Uh, hel-hello, Antero. I think, I just, I think I need to get, uh, I need to gO." I say, my voice cracking at the end, and shutting the door behind me. I run over to Zinn.
"What the hell is that?! Is that Antero?? Jesus hell, d**n f**k... We have to... Have to... Kill it..! Or wait... No, that's Antero... What the hell... What the hell..." I say, as though I were catatonic.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 18, 2005 20:01:10 GMT -5
"Oh, well I don't know. Where I grew up you had to undergo a test and exam, be a high school graduate or work for the government. I just never took the time to take the test and I dropped out of high school during my sophomore year." he said.
"Anyway, like I said, I'm really sorry I couldn't get in touch with you. I hope I didn't give you the wrong idea - I really don't normally go out with a girl for a night and then not call for about a week... it's just, it's hard to get to a phone when you're getting shot at." he says with an uneasy laugh as he shows the bullet holes in his coat.
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Post by Lady Blue on Jan 18, 2005 20:02:08 GMT -5
"Just a bit... When my uncle was still around we spend a month up in Alaska... That got cold. In fact I don't think it got much above zero, Ferenheit that is." I shudder. One night it got down to sixty below and the heater broke, and I had spent the night leaning over an oil lamp trying to stay warm...
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Post by Sherman "Sherlock" Holmes on Jan 18, 2005 20:04:41 GMT -5
"Ah, I see." he said as he lost the feeling in his nose. He could see his breath in the air and, spending much of his time in doors, was not accustomed to Helsinki's cold weather.
"So, any idea where your father is?" he asked, rubbing his hands together again.
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 18, 2005 20:05:50 GMT -5
Archetype reaches the main office of the Ministry of Terror and types his report into one of the computer consuls.
Then, walking back down into a seperate wing of the building, he does to recharge his batteries.
((Erp! Nevermind... It's Void, I think [I'm not sure why I thought it was you...].))
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 18, 2005 20:06:11 GMT -5
"I'm just glad to see you. I thought that maybe you didn't care about me and just used me to have some fun, and that made me sad," I say as I look down at my white canvas shoes.
"I've had a lot of guys do that to me," I add.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 18, 2005 20:08:04 GMT -5
"Really?" I say with a brightening expression. "I made some sketches like this for Valodya once, but it was just some pictures of famous socialists for him to enjoy. Let me try a few more..." I quickly draw a picture of Bassarov and myself in a friendly embrace, a picture of Bassarov and Mischa walking in the park merrily, and a picture of Lin-Sat, Lady Violet and Vlad Kolov standing at podiums underneath a gigantic cinderblock held aloft by the fast tiring common people. "How are those?"
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 18, 2005 20:08:24 GMT -5
(Sorry, I'm afraid you're mistaken... What's "Holy Land"?)
"NO! Oh, heavens no! I'm not that kind of guy! If anything, I'm the abusee, not the abuser. I mean, I had an asthma attack during my first makeout session, I could never... USE someone like that." he said reassuringly.
(brb. Dinner time!)
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