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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Feb 6, 2005 0:08:12 GMT -5
(I have company and will be off and on for the next several hours)
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 6, 2005 0:17:12 GMT -5
"Perhaps. We would have had to come here eventually to get Ezra though," Raz states.
She loads her gun with plasma charges. Several of the demons screech as they dissolve from the charges. These are weak, lesser demons.
"Well, let us press forward. Don't worry, I have a shield up. Harry, can you carry Chaya?"
Raz is quite disturbed by the fact that Chaya is a corpse. Using corpses for such things is forbidden. The idea repulses her. Still, she should not let that taint her opinion of Chaya. She is definitely putting a complaint on file.
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 6, 2005 0:24:56 GMT -5
"As long as nothing... falls off, then I'm fine... oh, and if a maggot crawls out of the corpse, YOU'RE carrying him." Harry said, always having been the weaker and more squeamish one of the two. He picked up Chaya and shivered, draping him over his shoulder in a fireman's hold.
"So, where do you think Ezra is?"
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Feb 6, 2005 0:26:13 GMT -5
Linnea walks over and looks at the painting, whe she sees what it is her mouth drops open.
"Its very good Garret. Don't say you don't have talent. This is wonderful!"
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 6, 2005 0:27:10 GMT -5
Raz looks around, using her telescopic vision.
"I have no idea."
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 6, 2005 0:30:26 GMT -5
"So, let me get this straight... We're stuck in this demon world with little to no supplies, we have no idea when Chaya is going to wake up - plus he's a corpse, some Bloodcult is after him and to top it all off, because things weren't bad enough to begin with, we have no idea where the hell to start looking? Well that's just great." he said sarcastically, starting to pace.
"This is teriffic! I don't know whether I should hit myself now or wait until things get even worse!"
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 6, 2005 0:33:05 GMT -5
"That wouldn't be advisable. We have to make the best of the situation, and God willing, we will succeed," Raz says confidently. "Kvetching won't get us anywhere."
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 6, 2005 0:34:51 GMT -5
"That may be, but it makes me feel better and it's a way to get things off my chest..." Harry sighs and pauses. He thinks for a second.
"Ok, if you were some demon overlord, where would you put a prison cell?" he asked rhetorically.
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Post by Garret thingysure on Feb 6, 2005 0:35:16 GMT -5
Garret smiles and puts down his paint brush.
"I'm glad you like it Linnea. Maybe I'll make some more paintings and hang them up for the art fair thing."
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 6, 2005 0:38:41 GMT -5
"I do not know. I am not a very imaginative person, unfortunately," Raz admits. "However, on further analysis of the terrain, everything seems to gravitate towards a central location here. We should head towards that central location. It would be the logical place to put a base of some sort, which would also be a logical place to keep a prisoner."
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Post by Simon "the Zealot" on Feb 6, 2005 0:38:53 GMT -5
((Post to Noe Carlson))
Simon walked down the stainless hallways of the L.I.F.'s Berlin base. With his camoflague coat hanging to his toes, it would make anyone who looked at him quesy. The way only his head was there, thena glimse of the rest of him, then nothing there at all, except for the slightest of shimmers. The disguising properties were the highest of secrets amongst the Order, almost everything about the Order was, as well.
He already had directions, and made it to Dr. Noe Carlson's office. The Director of the Mechanists' Guild, the man Pilate had sent him here to see as representitive. Pilate was organizaning for something, the his Holiness was in no condition to make the journey here.
He knocked thirce on the cold steel of the door.
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 6, 2005 0:40:22 GMT -5
Harry nods and begins moving.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Ezra ain't gonna rescue himself. We'll get him out of here, get back to Earth, go home, get seomthin' to eat - it'll be a mitzvah." he said with a reassuring grin.
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 6, 2005 0:41:11 GMT -5
((Political mod: Vatican City is literally a hole in the ground. You might want to have The Order's base elsewhere, even if the Order is Catholic.))
"There is a new fallafel place on 29th street. I will buy you all some fallafels when this is over, my treat. You shouldn't have to be here Harry. You aren't a soldier," Raz says. "You never told me what you do now, anyway."
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 6, 2005 0:44:53 GMT -5
"I fill in where I'm needed. Substitute teacher, philosopher, historian... I am a part time soldier though - by part time they seem to mean when everyone else is dead, MIA or in the sick bay." he said with a chuckle.
"What I've been doing more and more of as of late is stand-up comedy. I think I've become a bit of a hit with our fellow Jews."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 6, 2005 0:46:53 GMT -5
Bassarov finally decides to get out of bed and make something of the day.
"We could go to Cuba, Mischa. I am not sure if it is the safest place for us to travel, but it would be an adventure." Bassarov says. The clouds in his stressed mind have started to clear.
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