A Collision of Worlds

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

I hear a knock at the door, and go to answer.

"Oh hey Zero." I say blankly. "Come in."

["Zero" Americanski]

I notice an odd look on his face, and it isn't embarressment. "Is something wrong?" I ask as I walk in.

[Andrew Kasher]

Andrew is sleeping again, but it isn't a true, natural sleep. He is in a trance, and has been in a trance for a few days. He is shaken by Violet's presence into a timeline that matches the one he is in. It creates a mirror effect for him, like two mirrors held facing each other. Two tunnels into forever, except there was not beginning, and there is an end, farther than he cares to go. He hears crying and moaning at the same time, and electronic buzzes, like a thousand insects, only moreso, and sickness.

He comes back to reality, and gets up suddenly. He has been unconcious in the chair in the living room of Mischa's apartment for the past few days.

He is still partially in a trance when he walks over to Zero and Mischa. He is a little dizzy from lack of blood sugar, since he hasn't eaten in a few days.

Sometimes he wonders if one day he will go into a trance so long, that he will waste away, and die. It worries him. Still, he feels compelled to travel time lines. It is part of his nature.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

"Ah it's nothing, no worries. Valodya is taking a nap now, but you can come in if you like." I say, not feeling at liberty to discuss what just happened between us.

["Zero" Americanski]

"I was a little concerned about Valodya... He was having hallucinations yesterday. I think it's just stress, but I'm not sure." I see Andrew standing close to me. Normally the cigarette smell would bother him. "Are you allright?"

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

I answer the door again, and see Andrew.

"Hey Andrew, come in. You two should probably leave Vossya alone for awhile, he needs his rest."

((Hey I've gotta get going to work, stupid work. You can post around me and move me or whatever))

[Andrew Kasher]

"Mr. Nadyezhda... Zero... Lady Violet was here... she was here..." he says, in an almost panicked voice.

"Lady Violet and a Ghost have been here... they want, they want... well, an idiot could figure out what they want... we have to..." Andrew stops suddenly. His throat is tight, and he has just noticed that his voice is hoarse.

"I need a glass of water," he says suddenly, and he stumbles towards the kitchen. Andrew is ordinarily very graceful. It seems unnatural when he stumbles.

["Zero" Americanski]

(I gotta leave in a few minutes too, perhaps it'd be better to put this on hold...)

"I'll get it..." I walk into the kitchen and fill a glass with tap water, but I also dump several sthingyfuls of sugar into it, as I can tell that Andrew needs it. I then hand it to him.

[Andrew Kasher]

Andrew drinks the water in a few large gulps. He almost chokes on the first gulp. He wasn't expecting the sugar, and the sweetness overwhelms his sensitive tastebuds. He adjusts quickly though.

"Thank you," Andrew mumbles.

["Zero" Americanski]

"I can tell you needed the sugar. You need to eat something soon..." I say authoratively. Before he can answer I am digging some vegatables out of the refridgerator.

(cya tommorow)

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov wakes up an hour or two later. He gets up and goes to the desk where his unfinished account of the revolution is sitting.
"I should not be so torn up about this. I am confident that things were done the only way they could be done. I can not second guess myself. Mischa doesn't second guess himself or the revolution."
He starts writing once again.

[Soren]

Soren sits in the back with Pierre and Wyrm. He doesn't say anything, but feels an intense and unknown annoyance.
"Are we there yet?" He asks mockingly.

[Ludda]

Ludda completes his special soaps for Riku and sends Riku a letter telling him to come by some day to pick up the special gift that he made for him.

[Despair]

Despair watches as the anarchists leave with Oneiroi. He does nothing as this target escapes his clutches.
"I really must be depressed." He says, hanging his head and leaving.
"I will have to follow them. I can't let him get away."

[Antero Black]

Antero sits in the front seat and soon dozes off. He dreams of when he was growing up. He was happy and normal back then. His parents loved him, he had everything he wanted and more, and life was generally good. He was a bully in gradeschool, even though he was one of the smallest kids in the class. His parents would always have to come in to talk to his teachers, other parents, or the principal.
There was a time when he brought a kitchen knife to school and was suspended. It made his mother cry.
Thinking back he can't remember why he was so violent when he had everything he ever could have wanted. He didn't grow up in poverty or a broken home. His parents loved one another and him.
So what happened along the way?