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Post by Sayuka on Feb 2, 2005 2:28:52 GMT -5
[glow=violet,2,300]"Just stay behind me and keep quiet."[/glow]
I don't want to be cramped in this closet any longer than I have to be. I open the door quietly and skulk down the hall, checking each cell for Alister.
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Feb 2, 2005 2:29:51 GMT -5
Maybe my arrogance gets the best of me, but I feel no fear about being purged. On the contrary, I feel rather ecstatic that Red Infinity is finally getting its act together. I sit back in my chair, and look up at my ceiling, smiling.
"It's about d**ned time..."
I get back to typing up some press releases, and start working on my new speech that I will be giving within the next week.
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Post by Garret thingysure on Feb 2, 2005 2:30:08 GMT -5
"Okay Sayuka, right behind you." Garret quietly follows after Sayuka, taking Linnea's hand so she doesn't get left behind.
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Post by Alister Watanabe on Feb 2, 2005 2:32:46 GMT -5
A sound echoes through Alister's cell, and he lifts his head up again. These sounds aren't coming from within the other cells, they're coming from the hallway. It's somewhat heartening to know that other rebels are tortured, and not just him. As though it were some sort of sign of solidarity.
He rests his head back on the rack, and tries to fall asleep again.
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Post by Sayuka on Feb 2, 2005 2:33:09 GMT -5
I check cell after cell, doing my best to avoid being seen. I take out some cameras along the way. I also run my katana through a couple of gaurds.
[glow=violet,2,300]We don't have much time before they send someone powerful down here.[/glow]
I reach the end of the hall, the last room, and enter. I see Alister on a table.
[glow=violet,2,300]Garret, grab him and take him back through the tunnel. I will cover you in case they send someone after us. [/glow]
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Post by Garret thingysure on Feb 2, 2005 2:35:32 GMT -5
"Right, gotcha." Garret hoists Alister over his shoulder and takes off running as fast as he can, which isn't very fast when he's trying to carry Alister, a man larger than himself.
He manages to make his way back to the closet and begins running back through the dark tunnel, this time without Sayuka's light to guide him.
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Post by Sayuka on Feb 2, 2005 2:37:42 GMT -5
I fight off a few of Red Infinity's lesser minions and rejoin Linnea and Garret in the tunnels.
We all run as quickly as we can away from the Ministry of Terror. By the time we get to the end of the tunnel we are all exhausted and dirty.
[glow=violet,2,300]"You two made a promise, now leave him here with me."[/glow]
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Post by Garret thingysure on Feb 2, 2005 2:39:56 GMT -5
Garret turns to Linnea. They had made a promise and both Sayuka and Alister were safe at the moment.
"Okay Sayuka, a promise is a promise." He turns to Linnea. "Let's leave them doll." He takes her hand and teleports her back to their apartment. Garret jumps in the shower right away. He never cared for getting dirty, even as a kid.
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Post by Alister Watanabe on Feb 2, 2005 2:42:31 GMT -5
Alister slowly, and pathetically lifts his head, his eyes are blinded by the sudden appearance of sunlight, and squints them accordingly.
He looks around to examine where he is. He was... Rescued..? The one who was carrying him is now gone, and he is left with Sayuka.
Alister is set down, and doesn't look up to make eye contact. He sits there complacently, and feels angry towards her. Why did she come here?
"Sayuka... I don't understand... Why..? Why did you come here?" Alister says, trying to keep a hold on his emotions, but some manage to escape through his words.
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Post by Sayuka on Feb 2, 2005 2:44:56 GMT -5
[glow=violet,2,300]Justice can not come from the unjust. What justice would there be for me if they killed you? What justice would there be for the other people you have hurt?[/glow]
I start to cry, something I haven't done for 50 years. I am a hard and stoic woman. I do not cry. I draw my sword. I get up and stand above him. He is weak and injurred now. I would like to...finish him off. But I can not when he is helpless.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 2, 2005 2:45:49 GMT -5
Bassarov is not broken up by this nor is he angry. He feels a numb disturbance. This seems like something surreal. Something that only happens in horror movies. Bassarov is detached from all emotion or sense of his reality.
"We could do that. I am going inside to put on a sweater."
Bassarov leaves Mischa with the head and puts on a sweater. He feels cold.
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Post by Steve Fox on Feb 2, 2005 2:51:52 GMT -5
Steve stands on the platform, waiting for the train. Cythina had told him to go back so he probably had to. She'd be along. Hopefully she'd be able to take care of herself. He checks his watch, then looks at the train report above. The train was delayed. Steve mutters somethings under his breath and takes a bottle out of his coat pocket. He'd be out here for another two hours at least... stupid trains.
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Post by Alister Watanabe on Feb 2, 2005 2:53:06 GMT -5
Alister curls up a little more, and looks down at the grass.
"You fool... If you really had a sense of justice, you would have let them kill me... What difference does it make if I die by the hands of Red Infinity, or by you? Maybe this was my karma." Alister climbs to his feet, his hands holding the worst of his wounds.
"You're too d**n-" Alister stumbles forward, and winces, falling to one knee. He opens his mouth. "...honorable..."
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Post by Victoria on Feb 2, 2005 2:54:13 GMT -5
I receive an annonymous call saying that I should leave Helsinki. The caller tells me that I am on the purge list. They found out about my childhood ties to the capitalists.
I write a quick note to Futsu.
I love you so much. I am sorry, I had to go. I am on the list. I have to go. I love you. Sorry. Pray for me. I don't believe in God, but I am afraid, and I need all of the help I can get. I take a plane from Helsinki to England. My family lived there. I can hide with old friends and family.
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Post by Cynthia on Feb 2, 2005 2:58:34 GMT -5
Cynthia lifts her head, and wipes her tears away. She climbs to her feet, and washes up in the bathroom. The mirror was missing, nothing in the medicine cabinet remained. Probably for the best. She washes her face in the sink, which had large shards of broken mirror in it, then leaves her apartment for good.
She should probably get back to the feminist's. She heads into the subway. If she hurried, she could still catch the train. She buries the thoughts of her apartment, and concentrates on the task ahead of her.
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