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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 9, 2005 23:01:15 GMT -5
"I'm sad to say that no, I am not. I kept trying but they finally said that I was just not cut out to be a soldier and slapped me in the support staff." he said, eating a falaffel.
"I keep trying to complete it but the Bermise tiger trap part always gets me... I just can't jump that far."
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 9, 2005 23:06:42 GMT -5
"The trap was rather difficult. The trick wasn't to jump it though... well, I can't say, you have to figure it out for yourself eventually," Raz says, dipping her falafel in hummus before eating it, and helping herself to some tabouleh.
"Ezra, I outrank you. Don't make me pull rank. If you are hurt, then it is my duty to help you, as your superior. If you can't remember things, it is my duty to help you for the same reason. Not to mention I am your friend."
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Post by Ezra Weil on Feb 9, 2005 23:11:18 GMT -5
Ezra nods in acceptance. He would rather not admit something is wrong, but she is his superior and his friend. There is no avoiding it.
"Then can we talk later in private? I don't wish to share my memory problems with the world."
He is being a little over dramatic, but he is a highly private person.
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 9, 2005 23:13:06 GMT -5
"I'm hardly 'the world', Ezra." Harry says, rolling his eyes and dipping his falaffel in some hummus.
"Raz, are you sure you can't give me a hint how to get through the tiger trap?"
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 9, 2005 23:14:54 GMT -5
"Fair enough," Raz says, frowning slightly. She hates pulling rank, especially since she was really only promoted a month ago. She doesn't like bossing Ezra around.
Raz orders a shirley temple. She likes the cherry, and the grenadine is made of pomegranites from Israel.
"Positive. That wasn't the hardest part for me though... I thought the flaming wall of death was a bit much."
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Post by Ezra Weil on Feb 9, 2005 23:17:51 GMT -5
Ezra gets up suddenly, as if seized by some anxiety.
"I'm going for a walk. I will stop by your place later to discuss things."
Before anything more can be said, he leaves the cafe to be alone. He hates the idea that there might be something wrong with him.
(I'll be back later. )
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 9, 2005 23:19:26 GMT -5
"The flaming wall does seem a bit much..." Harry said with a gulp. "I can see it in the distance as I try to jump the tiger trap..."
Ezra announced his leaving and he turned to face him.
"Uhm - ok... bye Ezra." Harry said, quirking a brow. He turned to Raz. "He always like that?"
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 9, 2005 23:21:42 GMT -5
"Yeah, he is," Raz says. "Ezra is a very private person."
Raz recives her drink. She stabs the cherry with her straw, and puts it in her mouth. After a pregnant pause, she swallows.
"By the way, I made up the flaming wall of death."
((I'm off for tonight. Goodnight all.))
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 9, 2005 23:25:28 GMT -5
(night.)
Harry frowned. "Oh, thank you so much. I just know when I try to tackle the flaming wall I'm gonna wind up in the critical burn ward." he said, kvetching again.
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Post by Karina Bassarov on Feb 9, 2005 23:47:20 GMT -5
Karina brushes her own teeth and leaves the bathroom. Her face turns a little red at the mention of what could've happened.
No. Are you sterile? She jokes. She isn't too worried about pregnacy. With her own little evil Russian spirit, it would be near impossible... right?
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Post by Frank Richardson on Feb 9, 2005 23:49:51 GMT -5
"Not to my knowledge..." he said with a groan. "Great... just great..."
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Post by Karina Bassarov on Feb 10, 2005 0:09:50 GMT -5
Karina smiles and waves her hands at Frank, as if she was waving away a fly or something. She moves into the kitchen and starts pulling things out for breakfast.You worry too much. So what, I get pregnant? I won't hold you to anything. We were two high, drunk concenting adults. If I had the chance, I'd do it again, minus the drinks. She pulls out a frying pan and starts frying eggs. And I don't believe in marriage or abortion so those aren't options.
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Post by Frank Richardson on Feb 10, 2005 0:15:24 GMT -5
"I see." he said, somewhat relieved. He sat down.
"So, you'd do it again?" he asked, quirking a brow.
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Post by Ezra Weil on Feb 10, 2005 0:19:28 GMT -5
Ezra walks around Capital City in a state of worry. He does not want Raz or Harry to find out that his memories are a little scrambled. He wants them to continue to believe that everything is just fine. He is starting to put his life back together. From what he has gathered so far, his name is Ezra Weil, he works for Hagana collecting information, he grew up in Capital City, most of his relatives are gone, his closest friend is Raz, and he is undecided about his relationship with Harry .
"I need to find out more about myself so I don't seem like a fool later."
He figures that Hagana must have a detailed file on him, but, sneaking a peek at that information might seem suspicious and cost him his job. Red Infinity would also have files on him.
"If I sneak back into the League of the Godless, I can find out more about myself."
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Post by Karina Bassarov on Feb 10, 2005 0:19:35 GMT -5
Yes and in a split second as well. Minus the drinks, thought. I believe that Absoulte Vodlka is way to strong... She adds bacon and scrapple to another pan and steps away from the popping oil.
Truthfully, its nice to have you around. Being a loner is well... lonely.
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