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Post by Linnea Korpela on Jan 22, 2005 19:01:54 GMT -5
"Hmmm," Linnea lets out a giggle and smiles, she starts to rub the washcloth over his chest, leaving a soapy trail.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 22, 2005 19:38:12 GMT -5
"It's possible. They do seem to be guarding her as jealously as her own mother, it's possible someone came here and gave him a talking down."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 22, 2005 19:43:04 GMT -5
"I guess we'll just have to wait until we can talk to him." Bassarov turns and sees that someone from the Eternal Light has arrived. It is a woman he met once before from Hagana, but he can't remember her name.
"Welcome, I'm glad that someone stopped by for Antero."
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Post by Garret thingysure on Jan 22, 2005 19:47:19 GMT -5
Garret smiles and washes Linnea as well, not that she needs it since she has been in the shower longer than him, but it is still nice to lather her body with soap.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 22, 2005 19:48:15 GMT -5
"Well that works. He should be fine, but we need to be ready to help him if nessasary." I also walk into the kitchen to try to find something to eat. I also grab a pop tart and walk back to Bassarov. "Remind me later and I'll get some groceries for you."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 22, 2005 19:52:12 GMT -5
"Sure, that would be great, I'll write a list." Bassarov takes a sheet of notebook paper and starts writing down the things he would like or that is needed around the apartment.
"I wonder if Alister had any luck with the rescue."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 22, 2005 19:54:22 GMT -5
"I hope he did. Sayuka was imprisoned for awhile it seems, she might be in a rather bad way..." I take a bite of the poptart. "These things taste pretty good, but they are very bad for you."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 22, 2005 19:56:27 GMT -5
Bassarov becomes a little worried. Maybe Valkoinen is right and Bassarov has not done enough. Their slight political differences have kept them both distant from one another.
"If she isn't back by tonight, I will go to the Ministry of Terror. How are you feeling by the way?"
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Donald Morton
Senior Member
Former Minister of War
"I am NOT Count Dracula!"
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Post by Donald Morton on Jan 22, 2005 19:57:20 GMT -5
A secretary walks into my office and deposits another monumental stack of papers on my desk, all of which need to be read, signed and filed. One would think in this modern age of computers that paperwork would be unnessasary... I set my novel aside and get back to work.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 22, 2005 19:59:13 GMT -5
"Good enough to go with you. I still feel a little groggy but I'll be fine. Just don't do anything stupid like running off to rescue someone when I'm sleeping. I can't protect you if I'm not with you."
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Jan 22, 2005 20:00:10 GMT -5
"Garret..." she softly into his ear after she wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him closer to her, the water running over the both of them.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 22, 2005 20:03:10 GMT -5
"I'm actually not as incapable of fighting as you think. It's just, fighting really isn't in my nature. I do it sometimes when forced to, but it really isn't something I excell at or enjoy. For me, confrontation literally brings out the worst in me. Which is why you never see me put much effort into fighting." Bassarov says in reference to Chornebogk.
"But I suppose fighting brings out the worst in everyone. Even defending my ideas gets tiresome. At some point, I just figure there is no point in it."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 22, 2005 20:06:33 GMT -5
I crack a smile. "I don't doubt your ability... I was born to fight but I've taken a different path in life. It's nice being able to protect someone that you love, and it sure beats blindly following orders from charlitans and vampires."
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Post by Garret thingysure on Jan 22, 2005 20:08:01 GMT -5
Garret touches her face, and gently traces his fingers done her chin bone then down her neck. Emotionally he is sometimes careless, but he loves her, and paying attention to the beauty of her features reminds him of this. Even though he does not believe in God, he sees something sacred and good in her and in her presense in his life. He kisses her wet face and lips.
"I love you, I don't say it often enough."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 22, 2005 20:13:16 GMT -5
"I've often wondered if there is a difference between fighting for something and fighting against something. If I fight, it is usually for something. But, by fighting for something I am really fighting against something. I wonder if there is a difference or if one is better than the other. I think the one should always fight for what they love. I love more than just the individuals in my life. I love humanity and place more faith in them than most people would. I fight for them, and always thought this was the right thing to do. But, sometimes a person can lose track of what they are fighting for, and focus mainly on what they are fighting against. I think that hatred, that focus on the enemy, is self destructive and does little for the very thing which at first motivated you to take action."
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