A Collision of Worlds

[Ezra Weil]

Ezra under normal circumstances would not help this man. There is something about him that rubs him wrongly, but, since he is being attacked by demons, he takes the man's hand. He isn't sure who these people are so he doesn't say anything to them. He figures he would rather not reveal much about himself or that he only remembers fragments of his life.

[Harry Bergstrom]

Harry rushes towards Raz, leading Ezra through the demons, cutting through them with the Hebrew Hammer, Throwing Star of Davids and Matzo Bombs, making it to Raz.

"Ok, we got him, now let's get out of here!" Harry says, feeling like he's doing all the work for some reason. Not only is he still carrying Chaya, putting him at a disadvantage with the hammer usage, but he's leading Ezra through a horde of demons. He hands Ezra a bag of Matzo Bombs.

"Just chuck 'em at anything demonic lookin'." Harry says, leading them away from the castle thing.

(goodnight. I'ma go to bed.)

[Ezra Weil]

Ezra takes the odd bombs and starts throwing them at demons. He is confused by who these people are but decides not to let on to that.

[Raz Nili Ze'ev]

Raz lets out a blast of holy energy that emanates away from her body in a wave, her eyes and the symbols tattooed into her skin glowing.

She is grateful that Harry has stopped singing.

"Kol ha-olam kulo, gesher tzar meod, vehaikar, lo lefached," Raz says, and she draws a door with her hands. A portal opens.

"I may not know how to get to wherever here is, but I sure know how to get out!"

[Ezra Weil]

Ezra runs through the portal, asking no questions of those who rescued him.

[Samuel]

((Goodnight Winter. Goodnight Red Infinity.))
Samuel smiled, returned the kiss, and watched her teleport away. With that, he put on his coat, and headed out for Kelly's Pub. Patrick usually stayed in the lastest out of everyone else. He only showed up to the pub on Saturdays, and he'd sing and rant, and everyone'd get drunk, and they'd all have a good time.
He couldn't wait. For the drinking part anyway.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov helps himself to some more of the cookies that Mischa made. Unlike Mischa, he is not a sweet tooth, but, there are very few people who turn down chocolate chip cookies. Even communists like them.

He sits down with a cookie and skim milk, skimming the highly propagandized newspaper. If nothing else, the news has entertainment value.

[Joukahainen]

I look around for something to wrap her with, but can't see anything that appropriate. I grab a blanket and wrap it around her body.

"If anyone asks, we'll say you're cold. I'm sure they won't mind if you borrow this." I say, as we make our way back to her room.

[Damascus]

Long ago did Damascus come to the conclusion that he could become bored fairly quickly. And he had also found that, when he became bored, he became increasingly curious about a wide varity of subjects. In this case, it happened to be food.
He was in the Ministry of Peace's kitchen, and he had learned to make various dishes. Cake, pizza, rotisery chicken, and numerous salads.
He had also eaten them all. They tasted good enough to him, and some of the other staff thought it tasted alright as well.
After all this, he went back outside, changed, and went to sleep. There wasn't all that much to do to keep him occupied for a long time.

[Harrys having comp trouble]

Harry jumps through the portal and watches as it closes behind him. He pants and looks at Raz and Ezra.

"Ok... you said yourself I'm no soldier Raz, and I think making it out of THAT with next to NO military training whatsoever counts for something against being reported." he says, not noticing his leg is bleeding rather badly.

[Iris Faust]

Iris felt more relaxed when she was covered. They got up and she picked up Meekers and went down the hall to her room. She walked in and let go of the cat but kept the blanket around her. She wanted to lay down but she didn't want to be left alone.
"Youki...you aren't going to leave are you?" Iris said as she stared at the floor.

[Calithin]

"Good, then that's where we'll go."

*I stop walking, and take her hand. Teleporting us to Vieira Souto Av., right next to Ipanema Beach in Rio. I take off my jacket and look around for a hotel that we can stay in. It's late afternoon and I'd rather not stay out tonight.*

[Hope98]

Suddenly we are in Brazil and I don't know what to think. I just stay close to Calithin and say little. I thought that the third world was mostly destroyed, but that does not seem to be the case here.

[Julia]

Ever since Freakboy mysteriously disappeared, I've had little to do. Today I painted my toe nails in my office. I just kicked those shoes off, propped my feet on the desk and painted the toe nails black.

I could bother Mischa again, but he needs more time and frankly he wants to shoot me. I think I did enough damage there for a while.

I look at the list of known rebels and glance over it for someone interesting to bother.

[Zex]

"Thanks for all your help Surma. Is there anything I can do for you?" i ask him politely. i am not normally nice to people but since he brought back my friends i feel that i owe him something.