The Need for Roots

[Fascia]

"You have no power over me... Sorry, yes, I have seen it. It is a good choice."

I settle into the crook of his arm and lean my head against his shoulder as the movie begins. He smells like pine trees.

"I hope the goblins don't come and take our baby away."

[Hatake Kakashi]

"Well we don't have a daughter who'll summon them to. So I don't think that'll be a problem." The movie is as good as ever. By the time it's over, Kakashi is getting rather tired. He yawns as the credits start to roll. "Well, big day tommorrow." He stands up and stretches. "But be getting to bed."

[Fascia]

"Yes, Amin anta kaim, it has been a full day."

Illidan is still sleeping soundly when we enter the room. I slip under the covers of the bed fully dressed, which is different than I usually do for sleeping. It is late and I am tired, I mess with my pillows until they are in just the right spot.

"Will you turn the light out once you come in, Kakashi'Chev?"

[Hatake Kakashi]

Kakashi pauses in the doorway, staring at Fasica in the ed for a moment, before shaking his head and clicking off the light. "Of course." With that slides in, also still fully dressed, and closes his eyes, trying to think about sleep.

[Fascia]

"Diola lle," I thank him, yawning.

I lay on my back with my eyes open, staring up at the blackness of the ceiling. Kakashi doesn't move, either he is uncomfortable or is already asleep. I don't move either, I am not asleep. I lay this way for quite awhile, listening to the breathing in the room with me, waiting for any sort of movement to betray Kakashi and let me know that he's awake. He does not move. He must be sleeping. My body now relaxes. It has been quite some time since I have shared my bed with anyone.

Kakashi isn't just anyone.

Knowing that he is asleep and I have the freedom to move, I inch closer to his sleeping form until I am snuggled up against him. I casually drape one arm across him and lay my head on his chest. This feels so nice, so right... and if I am still here in the morning, he will just think that I moved during my sleep and didn't know what I was doing.

I let out a sigh of contentment and in a whisper say, "Amin mela lle, Kakashi'Chev," before falling to sleep.

[Moira]

Archetype attacked Eternal Light, so that means the League of the Godless has been dead. I head back to the League HQ in St. Petersburg to see if they have any missions for me. They don't. This leaves me with a full day of nothing to do.

Since I am out of ideas on how to entertain myself, I decide to pay a visit to my good friend Fascia. She just moved into a new place so I figure I can check it out and bring her a housewarming gift.

She's all domesticated now, so I buy her a bread machine. Who knows, maybe she can make me some bread. I don't bother wrapping the thing. I just stuff it into a paper bag and head for her house.

When I get there the door is locked so I break in through the window. It is early so they must still be sleeping. No matter.

I help myself to some green olives in her fridge and set the gift on her counter.

[Serena]

(To Cephrien)
I have come to the conclusion that I no longer want to work at the Int'l HQ as an Intern. The job is tedious and I want excitement. I request to be transferred to A.S.S., since well, I have been a prostitute for years now and I could continue to street walk to catch sexual criminals.

Sexual criminals. What a joke. The world isn't that prudish. Red Infinity knows better.

I pack some things and leave a note for Cephrien

-Dear Ceph,
You can stay at my apartment as long as you want. I am moving to Capital City so I can work for A.S.S.
See ya,
Serena

I set the note on my kitchen table and head to Capital City for my new job.

[Nova Kollontai]

I really didn't care when Antero left. It seem more stressful on those who knew him, then for someone like me. I don't even know what to say to help the anarchists. It seems ever since I have met them they have had bad luck.
I know it has nothing to do with me, and that luck really doesn't exist, but, it seems they have had a streak of misfortune.

I walk over to the nymph man. The one who seems so eager to rescue a rebel from the Ministry of Terror. Everyone is frazzled and split so many different ways.

"If Sasha Kropotkin is dead, I think it is more important to find out the truth of what happened and bury his body."

[Cereus]

Cereus arrives at his office a few minutes late, but since the Ministry of Economics is so completely understaffed, no one seems to notice and those who did, didn't seem to care.

It's a lot of work writing the economic policies of the world. The world is a big place. Top down orders of what should be produced and what is needed where always seem to have some miscalculations. So the world exists in a constant state of random scarcity. Things are equalizing and progress has been made. With each 5 year plan, production gets closer to meeting human need.

The biggest threat to meeting these needs is economic sabatours. They are the blackmarketeers, the capitalists, the farmers who revolt against the collective farm, in plain words, the selfish.

The Ministry of Economics put down one of the most notorious of economic rebels, that is, the FRA, and soon, if LIF does not provide the proper documents, they too will have their underground income slashed.

Cereus checks his messages and recent events in the world. He is amused to see that Dinari Dollar was arrested and sent to Siberia.

"Well, well, looks like my good friend Dinari has met with some bad luck. This is no good at all. Poor guy, it must be killing him." He says with his usual smirk.

He looks over some other reports and so begins his day at the Ministry of Economics.

[Alexander Carnegie]

Alexander was enjoying a needed vacation in Switzerland when he got the news that no only had his assets been seized by Red Infinity, Dinari Dollar had been captured.
He didn't mind so much that his obnoxious friend was at the Ministry of Terror or wherever they took him, but the news of his financial losses was heartbreaking.
He used the little money that he had left to go on a drinking binge to forget his woes....

[Gheran]

Gheran shivers as he walks around St. Petersburg. He really aways liked warmer climates. Maybe because he is a ruwai, this cold makes him more sensitive.
He thinks of Chastity, that religious girl he met at the soup kitchen. She's dead now, he doesn't even know where her grave is. He used to put flowers outside the soup kitchen in her memory.

"Ah, well, I guess I should get a job. Those Ministry of Peace people wanted me to work for them, but I dunno. I guess I could check it out."

He rereads the directions to the Ministry and heads inside to see what they are all about. If nothing else it is a place to warm up.

[Toivo Koivisto]

"Maybe this is the wrong spellbook, or maybe that isn't the kampa. I don't know what's going on here!"
I thump my hand against my head. Dooh, this is no good at all.

[Korbinian Kautsky]

Kautsky is happy to see Dinari Dollar is his new cell mate in the Siberian labor camp. He hasn't had anyone to talk to since Freakboy left.

He stops writing his letter for a moment and turns to Dinari.

"Good to see you, Dinari Dollar. Of course, it is upsetting that we meet in these harsh circumstances, but it is nice none the less to meet such a well known capitalist."

[Set]

I leave my cave, and head back towards Lady Violet's house. I see Damascus, whom I haven't seen in a long time. I nod towards him.

"Hello Damascus, how is everything?"

[Pierre Proudhon]

Pierre puts his pet salamander, or Snowflake, as he calls the albino amphibian, into the warm waters of the Mediteranean Sea.
"You like that, don't you? I should take you to the beach more often."
He smiles and wades into the water so he can keep better track of Snowflake. The last thing he wants is for his friend to somehow escape.