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Post by Frank Richardson on Jan 27, 2005 20:59:12 GMT -5
Frank thought for a moment or two... "I'm up for anything you're up for. What haven't you done in a long time?"
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Jan 27, 2005 21:00:08 GMT -5
"Thanks Garret," Linnea smiles and watches FreakBoy a little more. "This is going to be wonderful. I love doing this."
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Jan 27, 2005 21:01:04 GMT -5
"I think that may have been what drove Zwei insane... The lonliness combined with the pain felt by my body..."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 27, 2005 21:02:44 GMT -5
Freak Boy adjusted into a more comfortable position. He sat indian style with the laptop on his lap, hunching forward and resting his elbows on his knees. He stared at the screen with a serious expression and a furrowed brow, typing at anywhere from 120-140 wpm.
"I'm glad I can help, Linnea. Just hope that your mural turns out like you plan."
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 27, 2005 21:03:21 GMT -5
"Yes so do I," Iris said as she tried to smile, she knew he was going to leave her soon. "I spend a lot of time in the ministry but I do not really walk around the halls that much."
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Jan 27, 2005 21:04:56 GMT -5
I sit there, and blink a few times to really understand what happened. Before I can say anything, she's out of the office.
I lean back in my chair, and consider what she said. I make time for other women... Hmph, that was low. I start to feel a little angry, and run through my head things that I would've said in response, before losing interest, and going back to my paperwork.
My mind is quickly off of Victoria.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Jan 27, 2005 21:05:24 GMT -5
"Thanks FreakBoy." Linnea smiled at him. He seemed to be busy so she would leave him alone. Soon she would have to leave so that she could get her ideas out with the paint.
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Post by Professsor Doctor von Kraus on Jan 27, 2005 21:05:41 GMT -5
"Yah, zhat is quite possible... I can't help but vonder vhat vent wrong myself. Isolation vill do a number on even zhe most powerful people..." he took another sip of his tea and sighed.
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Post by Indira on Jan 27, 2005 21:06:44 GMT -5
It took me a few weaks to find where the Eternal light had moved, but I finally do locate them with some trouble. I am still wondering what my place is in the world. I am looking for god and looking to live the holy life. This is a good place to start. I enter the farm house and introduce myself.
"Hello, I am Indira, I have been searching for you for a while."
I set some special groceries on the table.
"I am a fruitarian and have special dietary needs. I hope this does not bother anyone."
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Post by Erika "Zwei" Faust on Jan 27, 2005 21:07:23 GMT -5
"I certainly don't know. I can't remember anything that happens when she is in control." I state.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 27, 2005 21:09:09 GMT -5
"It's no problem. As a socialist I try to do what I can to help whoever needs it." Freak Boy said, still typing. He pulls back and pops his fingers.
"Ok, that was easy enough."
He saves the document, turns off his laptop and closes it before assuming his usual laid back position, despite how paranoid he was his posture was that of a slacker.
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Post by Fenitchka on Jan 27, 2005 21:09:46 GMT -5
I knock on Mr. Futsu's door and enter reluctantly.
"I...I...wanted...wanted a job here." I say nervously.
"I already work as an informant...but...I want to help with the Little Sister..."
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Post by Akira on Jan 27, 2005 21:10:30 GMT -5
I smile and my cheeks get abit red. "... I know what you are doing here, I just thought... or rather was hoping you'd take a break for some leisure..."
I frown and glance around then move closer to her. "... how about later?..."
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Eliza Cady
Senior Member
Feminist Leader
This woman will NEVER serve under a man.
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Post by Eliza Cady on Jan 27, 2005 21:10:44 GMT -5
Eliza decides to leave Bjork's saving to BB and Nova. Though she was an excellent fighter, she felt like she would crowd if she went. She plain ignored Zelia. She didn't like the way she just showed up but didn't mind the plant garden. She loved nature. Eliza had just settled behind her desk when the door bell run. A package was left at the door. She looks at it and shakes it. It was way light, too light to be a bomb. She takes it into her office and pulls out a box cutter. She slices the side and reaches into the hair, only to come back with bloody hair. She stares at the box and the hair for a long time. It dawns on her. Bjork must be dead...
Eliza sniffles once, twice. She didn't know Bjork well but she was dedecated to her people and the feminist. She would be missed. Eliza f*guly wonders if she stared at her tattoo while she was being tortured to hold on to strength. Eliza feels numb but remembers she should stop BB and Nova before they walk into a trap.BB, Nova... come home. Bjork is dead.
((Thank you for joining Bjork. Bye Bye))
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Post by Professsor Doctor von Kraus on Jan 27, 2005 21:11:51 GMT -5
"Let us talk of somezhing else." Herman said, drinking more tea. "So, do you like zhe tea?"
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