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Post by Joukahainen on Feb 3, 2005 22:22:01 GMT -5
I wonder if it would be appropriate to ask Kolov if there is any other humane way of doing things, but decide not to speak up. If I ask too many questions, they might find me undesirable...
I watch as Iris is placed on the table, and start biting my fingernails in anxiety, then cross my arms.
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Post by Gen. Vlad Kolov on Feb 3, 2005 22:22:01 GMT -5
When Iris passes out she is carefully laid on the surgery table. Over the next 12 hours over 20 miles of molecular wires are routed through her brain and a socket identical to her mother's is installed on the back of her head. Everything is aligned and tested, and then she is moved to a recovery room where her scalp is shaved and she is kept under anasthetic.
(cya later)
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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on Feb 3, 2005 22:27:49 GMT -5
Sakari nods his head politely at the psychologist, then pats Antero on the back. They both head inside.
I am really upset with the notion that someone asked if this psychologist could come along, and do my best to cover my emotions. I find Zinn, and approach her.
"Hello, we need to talk." Sakari says, and grabs her by the elbow. He carries her to a spare room, and shuts the door behind them.
"This is very disrespectful, even to the mentally ill. Like him or not, mentally ill or not, Antero is a human being, and it would've been nice to at least consult him about whether or not he wants to be put on a leash for the duration of this journey." I say, in a calm but stern tone of voice.
((Post to Zinn))
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Post by Joukahainen on Feb 3, 2005 22:30:19 GMT -5
After the ordeal is over, I visit Iris in the recovery room. She looks shattered... I sit beside her and rest my arm over her shoulder. Seeing her like this makes me want to cry, but I need to be strong for her...
"How are you feeling, Iris?"
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Post by Iris Faust on Feb 3, 2005 22:47:18 GMT -5
Iris slowly turned her head, she felt so embarassed.
"I feel...I dunno how I feel." she said in a flat voice.
Truth be told, she felt broken and betrayed but she couldn't say it.
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Post by Ashen on Feb 3, 2005 23:52:27 GMT -5
Completly un-awares as to what was happening to Iris at that very moment, Ashen cursed the girl for the thousandth time. He could be designing a new form of micro chip, or better ways to safe eletrcity with the electronics that the Ministry made, but no! he had been made to sit here for the past God knew how many days, waiting for this sheltered little girl to get ready.
He sighed in aggrivation, and ran began his routine system checks, switching from monitor to monitor, switchboard to switchboard, making sure everything wwas in perfect running order when Dr. Murdock showed up at last.
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Post by Elijah Debs on Feb 4, 2005 0:29:27 GMT -5
Elijah returns to the room where Erika and Freakboy were talking. He takes a seat with them and listens quietly.
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Feb 4, 2005 0:36:13 GMT -5
I am a broken man. I have lost all reason to live.
I work day after day in the Siberian camp. There is no hope for me.
I can't go on like this.
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Post by Soren on Feb 4, 2005 0:44:00 GMT -5
Soren learns that the anarchists are planning to go on a road trip. He doesn't want to miss this chance to ruin their fun, so he takes a teleporter to Nice and shows up at their doorstep.
"Hey everyone, did you miss me? I bet you did. I heard you were going on a road trip. I was thinking that since I'm not doing anything I should go along."
He enters the house and sits down in the living room.
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Post by Antero Black on Feb 4, 2005 0:50:46 GMT -5
Antero glares at Soren. It is one thing to take the psychologist, but it is entirely anohter to take that abrassive nihilist. Since Zinn and the others are watching him closely, he bites his tongue.
"I don't know if there is room for everyone." Antero says as politely as he can.
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Post by Pierre Proudhon on Feb 4, 2005 0:51:46 GMT -5
"I say the more the merrier!"Pierre pipes in.
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Post by Soren on Feb 4, 2005 0:53:18 GMT -5
Soren smiles.
"Good, this will be a lot of fun. I never get to do things like this. And we aren't so different. If I was idealistic I would be an anarchist."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 4, 2005 1:01:28 GMT -5
Bassarov goes to the kitchen and makes some more coffee. He is deeply depressed over Helene's unexpected death as well as the other events happening in the world. His only solace is working on his book, but even that depresses him since it reminds him of his greatest failures.
He returns to his room and continues to write.
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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 4, 2005 1:21:01 GMT -5
Wagner's eyes drift to half closed as the drugs start to take effect. He tries to stay focused but his mind drifts, the mulitprocessing of his brain sending him off on a dozen different mental directions. This was bad... he'd been trained to resist drugging... but he'd never been so good at it...
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Post by Ezra Weil on Feb 4, 2005 1:40:14 GMT -5
Ezra sticks his slender arm through the bars of the cell to feel out what kind of lock is on the door. The lock seems old fashioned. If he had some kind of pick he might be able to open the door.
He starts looking through his cell for anything he might be able to poke into the lock.
He finds a bone fragment on the floor and returns to the door to start working at the lock...
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