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Post by Frank Richardson on Jan 24, 2005 0:02:46 GMT -5
Frank, mustering the energy he was lacking when Karina first found him, managed to slowly become normal sized. Frank was relaively average height, maybe a little bigger, but it was hard to tell since he can change his height.
Frank ate military style, eyes on his meal and his fork moving mechanically from the meal to his mouth. A habit he never managed to get rid of. Red Infinity drilled some things into his brain that he just can't get out...
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Post by Kelthassil on Jan 24, 2005 0:12:00 GMT -5
I nod at Kanka and raise my voice in song, the rich timbre distinctly leShay for no other race could produce music so beautiful.
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Post by Antero Black on Jan 24, 2005 0:36:24 GMT -5
"I am genderless, but if I had a choice I would be a male. Therefore, I will have a male named." The taints says in a satisfied voice.
"I need time to think of a name. Until I have a name for myself, you can call me Mr. Taint, and yes, I will travel with you to your friends. Just put me in a jar and carry me with you. It is easier that way, so no one has to worry that I accidentally taint them." The taint replies.
"And please tell me all about your religion. I am not religious but I find it interesting to learn new things."
Antero wakes up and sees that Raz Nili Ze'ev is talking to the taint. He rubs his eyes. He looks like a human, but he will always be marked internally by the taint once inside of him.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 24, 2005 0:40:57 GMT -5
Bassarov spends the evening teaching at the school, and returns to the apartment. Things are much as he left them. He notices that Freakboy, who is staying in the spare room, is now awake. He goes to the room to see how he is.
"Hello Freakboy, are you feeling any better?"
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 24, 2005 0:42:55 GMT -5
Freak Boy looks at Bassarov and shakes his head. He gestures to his throat and motions like drinking a glass of water. After all, two and a half days of no water is very close to dying of dehydration. (takes 3 to 4)
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Post by Ezra Weil on Jan 24, 2005 0:55:41 GMT -5
While Raz has been busy helping other rebel groups, meeting with Peter, carrying on her normal duties, and exorcising Antero's taint, Ezra has been mourning the loss of his sister. He took a week off of work and sat with the grief over Simona's death.
Since he does not have many family or friends since many have been killed by Red Infinity for their connections to Simona or for their own rebel activity, he regretfully spends most of this time alone, doors unlocked, mirrors covered.
He would like to distract himself in something and actually pines to work or at least watch the news, since that is how he copes with things, but instead, he sits quietly in a state of temporary asceticism.
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Post by Noe "Ghost" Carlson on Jan 24, 2005 0:57:55 GMT -5
Noe is silent for a few moments. "We must adapt to survive Mary. If I hadn't told Violet about the tests, they would have found out anyway. We can't hide something like the wanzer. I'm sure that right now, Violet has no idea of its true purpose.
I shared pur economic info because Violet gave us no choice. If I had no, then they would have found us at fault and the truce would be void. As it is, I have been able to keep them from learning of our supplier and you know that's good news.
Assistance is to be granted to all humans, Mary, you know that. Political lines are nothing compared to the binding power of human blood and spirit. It is our duty to provide help to humans who have proved worthy of it. And," Noe stands, folding his hands behind his back as he does, "I think you are beginning to forget what it is that we do here Mary.
The Machinist Sect has been safeguarding human kind for eight hundred years, the Order of Simon longer than that, and the Magus Guild even longer. For over a thousand years we have helped humans. And you want to condem me for helping a few, worthy, people?"
Noe sighs and shakes his head. "That's only natural. You always were the political one. Jealous too. But I have my own tricks." Noe reaches into his pocket and brings out a small vial of red liquid. "Care to guess which 'demonic pregnant dog' I got this from? The lab is already running the first samples. They say its very, very interesting."
Noe returns the blood to his pocket and walks around his desk to stand closer to Mary. "Your very loyal to the LIF Mary, and that's good. But your lack of faith in my ability is disappointing. Really, I thought that you knew me better than that."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 24, 2005 1:06:17 GMT -5
Bassarov gets some water for Freakboy as well as a sandwhich for him to eat.
"Do you need anything else?"
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 24, 2005 1:08:15 GMT -5
Freak Boy drinks the water. It stings at first, but is worth it in the long run. After that initial stinging sensation, it's cool and refreshing. Freak Boy sighs.
"I just - I don't know... Can you stay and talk for a bit?" Freak Boy asked, still sounding like he's in a severe depression.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 24, 2005 1:11:12 GMT -5
Bassarov takes a seat by his bed.
"I always have time to talk." Bassarov replies.
"What's the matter?"
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 24, 2005 1:13:51 GMT -5
"Julia showed up a few nights ago - after I had a dream... I think it was a dream, nuts, I don't even know anymore. I dreamt I was like some sort of ghost, but I wasn't dead and was asleep on the couch. I went to the Ministry of Information and saw Iris and we talked and cried about not being able to see each other... then Julia woke me up.
"She - I don't know how she does it... she just gets in your head and messes with it..." Freak Boy says, his voice still a bit raspy.
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Post by Lady Violet on Jan 24, 2005 1:15:06 GMT -5
I am in an irritable mood all day at work. I snap at people and most around me can tell that I am unhappy about something. I think of Mr. Futsu and am glad that I did not sleep with him. I actually write him off of the mental list of men I go to for that sort of thing. The man is complex and troubled. I feel regretful for what I did to him.
Hopefully, we will resume our natural professional relationship and he will be better able to sort things out on his own.
When my work is done, I eagerly teleport home. Although my house is spotless, I clean feverishly for no reason at all.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 24, 2005 1:17:30 GMT -5
"I can relate. It isn't so different with Kaieka. But, I actually was in love with Kaieka and we had a decent relationship. It is only in the past several months that she has been this way."
Bassarov's thoughts drift to a moment to Kaieka. Even after all she has done, a part of him still loves her.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 24, 2005 1:19:58 GMT -5
Freak Boy laughs. It's a dry and crackly laugh, because he's still pretty dehydrated, but a laugh nonetheless.
"Seems like both of us have two women who can f**k with our heads... Kaieka with your hormones, Julia by using Iris against me..." Freak Boy pauses for a few seconds.
"I wish I had never fallen in love..."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 24, 2005 1:22:51 GMT -5
"Yes, well, I don't know... maybe you are rushing things. Iris was hardly here a week. I don't believe in love at first sight. Love is something that takes a long time." Bassarov explains. He knows a few things about love, but generally isn't romantic or idealistic about it.
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