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Post by Moira on Feb 2, 2005 1:51:44 GMT -5
"It was nothing. I would do anything to twart those fascist pigs. I am proud to work for Red Infinity and I look forward to the day when we crush them. They think they are so tough and mysterious. We don't need super elite fighters. We have the power of the people to back us up. We have strength in unity and equality, not that fascist elitist nuts." I become very bitter when talking about the LIF.
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Post by Sephos on Feb 2, 2005 1:58:12 GMT -5
"Well... thanks anyway..."
The night is so beautiful, the stars are so bright in the sky, her face is so beautiful when it is flushed with anger, even if I don't agree with her stance, her passion shines through. I am past the drunken stage of nervous shyness and into full blown drunken brashness. I don't care if she slaps my face or even slaps me back in prison, it can't be helped.
I grab her by her shoulders and quickly turn her toward me and kiss her hard on the lips.
It has been too long, too frustrating, too much. I don't care what comes of this, I am just drunk enough to do something tonight and I will not let the stars and the cool breeze and what seems like the only other lesbian on this f**king planet pass me by!
I kiss her will all of the pent up passion inside of me from months and months and months of desiring women that I couldn't have. I hold on tightly to her shoulders, pressing her torso against my own.
Finally, I break the kiss and turn away, feeling drunk off of more than vodka...
"Thanks." I say again.
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Post by Moira on Feb 2, 2005 2:02:22 GMT -5
I smile. It has been a long time since I kissed someone. I suppose the scene is supposed to go something like I kiss her back and we are all passionate or something. But I know she is a rebel and I can't get attached.
I just feel content with a kiss. Maybe it is just a little fuel to keep me going a little longer.
I take her hand for a moment.
"Yeah thanks."
I look at the stars.
"I could take you back to Helsinki, to the rebels. I don't want the LIF to get you when you are like this. You wouldn't be able to give em a proper fight."
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Post by Sephos on Feb 2, 2005 2:04:10 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'd appreciate it. My wings are a little out of commission, and who knows where I'd accidently transport to were I to try."
I'm glad that she didn't slap me.
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Post by Moira on Feb 2, 2005 2:07:03 GMT -5
I teleport her to Helsinki, by the rebel base.
I give her a hug.
"You take care now. Maybe I'll see you around sometime.."
I turn and walk away.
"Oh, and don't let the bastards get you."
I teleport back to my room feeling happy for the first time in a while.
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Post by Gregory: The Storm Raven on Feb 2, 2005 2:07:25 GMT -5
Gregory kneels in his small garden, caring for the flowers that spring from the soil. Though it is still cold, Gregory's flowers are in full bloom. They were almost always in bloom when he was around. He had a way with nature.
His life had been simple as of late. But he had been simply biding his time. As he straightens from his take and looks at the city lights far away he prepares in his mind for what will begin soon. The world is clear once more and the time for a gathering has begun.
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Post by Sephos on Feb 2, 2005 2:08:57 GMT -5
I stagger on in and collapse on the couch, not willing myself to go any further. My body will ache in the morning, and I will regret 99% of everything I did tonight, but for now, I will just sleep and dream and pretend that everything is alright.
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Rolf Wagner
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LIF Soldier
"We did not intend to fight enemy warships, but we took up the fight. We shall win or die." -L?tjens
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Post by Rolf Wagner on Feb 2, 2005 2:10:22 GMT -5
"I've lost them." Wagner turns away when Moria and Sephos disappear. "They've teleported. I vill look for the girl in the morning."
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Post by Joukahainen on Feb 2, 2005 2:14:38 GMT -5
After Iris's mother leaves, I end up feeling a little uncomfortable, almost as if there was another presence in the room. It fades almost as quickly as I reccognize it, then shake it off. Erika herself made me a little uncomfortable as well, and I sit by Iris in awkward silence. I don't think Erika likes me...
I don't like the notion of someone not liking me, I am fine with someone having no opinion of me, but just flat out disliking me makes me uncomfortable. I wonder if I can change her mind.
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Post by Alister Watanabe on Feb 2, 2005 2:16:29 GMT -5
After several hours, Alister comes to in his black cell, parts of his skin missing. He sits up, but finds that he is still bound to the table.
He lays his head back down, and hopes that if he falls asleep, then he won't wake up. He struggles to find his way back to sleep.
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Shina, Water Queen
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Kegai no Tami
Flow waters, cover the land and wash away the evil and pain.
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Post by Shina, Water Queen on Feb 2, 2005 2:17:29 GMT -5
Shina runs her finger tips along the surface of a small stream near the small home where she has been living. Her brother was sturring somewhere far off, and the others were beginning to move as well. The time for movement was coming. But she was not sure she wanted to be part of anything. She'd been perfectly happy on her own out here.
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Rolf Wagner
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LIF Soldier
"We did not intend to fight enemy warships, but we took up the fight. We shall win or die." -L?tjens
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Post by Rolf Wagner on Feb 2, 2005 2:19:34 GMT -5
Wagner returns to the bar, pays off his tab, as well as Sephos and Morias', then heads back outside. He'd had enough to drink, maybe he could find a good place to eat. Of course, finding a place that made food to his liking may prove difficult in Finland. Well, it was worth a try.
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Post by Sayuka on Feb 2, 2005 2:22:16 GMT -5
[glow=violet,2,300]"Alright you two, it's time. Follow me."[/glow]
The passageway appears to be blocked, but, I remove some bricks to reveal the secret entrance into the Ministry of Terror. The ISP built this passageway. Some of our party members were the first victims of the Red Terror. We were seen as suspicious since we joined the revolution later than other socialists.
I lead Garret and Linnea through a cramped passage which leads to a storage closet in the lower dungeons.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Feb 2, 2005 2:22:59 GMT -5
I lift myself up, after sitting in the "crab walk" position for what seemed like an hour, and sit normally. I run my hands through my hair, and look up at the sky.
"f**k it... He already died a long time ago..." I say, hoping that if I say this out loud, I will convince myself of my own words. "But this... This means war... Class war that is..."
I stand up, grab my rifle, and brush myself off.
"So, let's do a forum on the life and politics of Leon Trotsky, and Vladimir Lenin." I say in Russian. I walk back over to the box, put the paper back in, and close it up.
"And we'll bring armed f**king guards if we have to. We're not going to let this bring us down." I pick up the box, and carry it towards the house. "Even if we don't have his whole body, he deserves a proper burial."
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Post by Garret thingysure on Feb 2, 2005 2:27:05 GMT -5
Garret follows after Sayuka, and finds himself in a cramped closet with Sayuka. He never realized that Sayuka is about as tall as he is, and has a nice firm ass. The things you notice when pressed up to someone.
"Okay so what's the plan, Sayuka?"
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