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Post by Aung San Suu Kyi on Jan 19, 2005 16:20:13 GMT -5
"I will take her to the Ministry of Health and see if I can sneak her in for treatment. A.S.S. should not go around giving people diseases. If they want to curb risky sexual behaviors they should teach sex education, distribute condoms, and help women get free and confidential abortions. Really, they go about things all wrong. It would gladly help her, if nothing more than to teach A.S.S. a lesson. Prostitution is legal. They should know better."
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Post by Usha on Jan 19, 2005 16:22:48 GMT -5
"You can stay here at the rebel base. This is where I live. It is a nice place to stay and very safe."
I show her inside the base.
"Are you a rebel?"
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Post by Steve Fox on Jan 19, 2005 16:23:38 GMT -5
"Well... be careful with 'er. She's not well." Steve looks at Cynthia's face. She looks like she's asleep, though she passed out from the sickness, whatever it is. "I don't want to be losein' her once again."
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Post by Aung San Suu Kyi on Jan 19, 2005 16:25:40 GMT -5
"If you are worried, I could take you with us. How active are you in the rebelion? I would hate to take you with me only to have you captured or sent away to Siberia."
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Post by Noe "Ghost" Carlson on Jan 19, 2005 16:29:42 GMT -5
"Lady Violet," Noe walks through her office door in his usual, casual manner, "I wanted to keep you up to date." He hands her a folder with a few sheets of paper inside. "We're getting ready for another test run with the wanzer. Here's the movement reports from the last test if your interested."
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Post by Steve Fox on Jan 19, 2005 16:31:37 GMT -5
"I've done nothin' to not one for a long time. I'll be comin' then, if I can. I want t'e but sure nothin' happens t'e her."
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Post by Antero Black on Jan 19, 2005 16:34:06 GMT -5
Like a storm clearing, the pain passes. Antero's red eyes flash open when he senses the presense of something holy. He spits on the floor, which quickly melts through the tile. The acid burns through the bathroom floor and he jumps down through the hole that he has now created. He lands in the bedroom of the apartment one floor under Bassarov's. Not wasting any time, he jumps out the window to make his escape.
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Post by Aung San Suu Kyi on Jan 19, 2005 16:37:26 GMT -5
"Yes, I will take you both with me then to the Ministry of health. Come along. She looks in a bad state, we should get her help as quickly as we can."
I take them both to the teleporter and set the coordinates to the Ministry of Health central hospital in Beijing. I fill out the paperwork for her and she is taken away by some doctors to be cared for.
"Steve, you may wait here in the waiting room for her. I was told it could be a few hours. Since I have other work to do, I must leave you. I hope you don't mind."
I excuse myself and teleport back to the Island so I can discuss reforms with the feminists.
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Post by Steve Fox on Jan 19, 2005 16:39:39 GMT -5
Steve nods and sits down in the waiting room, surrounded by sick children and outdated magazines. He sits quietly, his elbows on his knees, waiting.
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Post by Lady Violet on Jan 19, 2005 16:40:12 GMT -5
"I have some questions about this project. From what I have seen, the Wanzer is more of a machine designed to transport weapons, yet, our intelligence reports that you have no such weapons to transport. What purpose does the Wanzer serve?"
I glance at the report.
"I am also curious to know where you get your funding. As you know, we recently socialized a small amount of private wealth owned by the capitalists the other day."
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Post by Noe "Ghost" Carlson on Jan 19, 2005 16:47:47 GMT -5
"Massive labor. The machine is able to transport half it's own weight in materials. It is ideal for moving resources from one place to another over ground which tradition motor vehicales could not and in amounts that planes can not match.
As for our funding... Well, Violet, that is a rather sensative matter. My organization has been funding itself for the lesser part of eight hundred years. We have our ways. I could, of course, tell you in some detail, but I would prefure not to have to.
And yes, I knew about your anexing of the captalist wealth. Im sure your using those funds to do great things for the people. Why, with that kind of capital, you could finance new farms and new transports to provide food to people."
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Post by Lady Violet on Jan 19, 2005 16:56:00 GMT -5
"Their wealth didn't amount to much since the government took over their companies and properties shortly after the revolution 50 years ago. It really won't help us that much financially. The assets were taken over more or less to thwart the FRA's ability to build its own military or privately owned infrastructure in America."
There is a cold tone in my voice when I explain all of this.
"I would like to see some reports on how you are funded. Red Infinity controls the global economy and we are against any underground economic activitity. The blackmarket is an enemy to the public good. Too much underground economic activity stresses the legitimate state controlled economy. Please send a report to the Ministry of Economics. We like to make sure that all of your funding is legitimate so that if it is not, we can help you to legalize your operations within the framework of our rules of trade and private ownership."
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 19, 2005 17:12:55 GMT -5
Archetype 401 walks back into the Ministry of Terror, shaking a few flakes of snow from his shoulder plates.
He never did enjoy snow terrains, it was more difficult to walk upon than most, his logistic systems told him.
He stands by the door for a few moments, letting his advanced perception ease drop a bit before moving into the main hallway.
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Post by Antero Black on Jan 19, 2005 17:15:00 GMT -5
Antero runs clear across the city and finally leans against a building to catch his breath. The evil of the taint has changed him, but, it is finally stabilizing. He can think clearly for the first time in weeks.
"What has happened to me? I sensed Simona. But she's dead. Why did I run away? What am I going to do now..."
His glowing red eyes dim, and return to their normal human state. He takes some deep breaths and tries to evaluate the situation. Looking into the broken glass of a vandalized shop, he can see that he has taken on some demonic qualities. He has a tail now, as well as claws and fangs. He also has small horns.
He looks peculiar, but not entirely terrifying.
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Post by Noe "Ghost" Carlson on Jan 19, 2005 17:18:49 GMT -5
Noe smiles. "As you wish Lady Violet." She was trying to trap them. She had to know that the LIF didn't use wholy legal funding methods. They gathered what resources they could and had to aquire the rest from others in secret. "It may take sometime. We don't have a very detailed system of financial exchange. But I'd be happy to take the time to make sure our operations become... standard. Is there anything else?"
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