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Post by Xavier Jaures on Feb 12, 2005 6:22:51 GMT -5
To ease his nerves after the encounter with Hera, Xavier walks to a coffee shop. It is funny how caffeine can be relaxing when it should put a person on edge. Maybe it is the comfort of a warm beverege, regardless of the caffeine.
He drinks his coffee and thinks about the Bloodspeakers. He thinks about how they have nearly crushed the French restistance. He also heard they crushed The Black Hand.
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 10:46:29 GMT -5
Thomas awoke abrubtly.His vision was still adjusting to the light.He was about to stand up but he realized that he had dozed offf on that bench.
He cracked his knuckles and jumped to his feet.He sighed as he rubbed his sore eye.With a burst of speed he ran back to the rebel base and skidded to a stop when he got to his room.When he came back out he was wearing all black with a black sweater that had the scicle and hammer symbol.
Rolling his shoulders he lit a cigarette in the hall and jogged to the entrance.
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Post by Nikolai Smirinaiov on Feb 12, 2005 10:56:09 GMT -5
He arrives at his destination but the lights seem to be off. He shrugs and decides he'll wait. He pulls out a joint and lights it. He takes a long drag off of it, holds it in for what seems like an impossible amount of time, then lets out a little smoke through his nose. He looks around himself to see if there is anything he can find to do. He begins wandering around the general area while continuing to smoke. He didn't know the laws nor did he care at this moment.
A few moments later his satellite phone rings. He takes a drag and says while trying to hold it in,"Yeah? How can I help you?"
On the other end he hears giggling and whispering. He lets out his hit, "What do you need girls?"
"We were just bored and didn't know if ya wanted to come visit?"
"I suppose I could spare some time, don't have much to do right now. Where can I find you?"
"Meet us at the restaurant we were at before."
"Alright."
He hangs up and casually strolls towards the restaurant, still smoking all the way. He arrives to find them sitting on the bench. They see him smoking and smell what it is and ask if he has any more. He pulls a cigarette case out and offers one to each of them. He doesn't care about any laws there might be against it.
"Shall we?" he asks while offering an arm to each girl.
They take him back to their place and one thing leads to another, then another, then another, then another.... and... then another. (Trying to keep things appropriate.)
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Dariya Pisarev
Senior Member
Nihilist Writer
What Can Be Destroyed, Should Be Destroyed.
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Post by Dariya Pisarev on Feb 12, 2005 11:24:32 GMT -5
"Sometimes Soren can be so f**king annoying."
I cautiously exit the building we were hiding in. I mean really, what does he expect? We pulled off an attack on Red Infinity. We damaged their stupid Ministry of MisEducation. I'm sure there are plenty of people injurred inside there.
I am so angry. What nerve he has. I need to take a walk just to settle my mind.
I walk around Helsinki pissed off and looking for something or someone to take my bad mood out on.
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 11:26:45 GMT -5
Thomas threw his burnt ciggarette down to the ground outsied of the buildig nd he killed it with his shoe.He put his hands in his pocket and desided that he was going to go for a small stroll around the city.
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Post by Nikolai Smirinaiov on Feb 12, 2005 11:44:25 GMT -5
The girls fall asleep, exhausted. Nikolai grins a grin of satisfaction as he looks at them. He kisses each of them on the forehead and leaves, off to wander around the city some more. He needed to explore if he was going to be here for a while. He nods at each person he sees, trying to be the gentleman that Dalek had tought him to be. Luckily the marijuana in his system sort of keeps Roth at bay but, for some reason he feels a violent feeling about the air.
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 11:58:20 GMT -5
Thomas was walking swiftly when he saw some high looking man.He smelled marijuana on the man so that explains that.He swiftly picks up his pace to a slow sprint and wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead.
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Post by Nikolai Smirinaiov on Feb 12, 2005 12:05:52 GMT -5
He nods politely at Thomas and continues wandering. He catches a whiff of himself and wonders if thats why Thomas just began moving away. He shrugs, takes out his cologne and sprays himself a couple times. He decides to take a break and sits down on a bench. He stretches and just leans back, looking around.
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Post by Josef Stalin on Feb 12, 2005 12:53:05 GMT -5
Stalin was furious. He had come to try and strengthen his position in the party, NOT to get a broken arm and a large gash on his forehead.
'Mr. Stalin, here, let me help you.' said one of the medics.
"I need no help! I am just fine!" Stalin retorted, geting up on his own and standing with some difficulty. Stalin never liked doctors... he didn't trust them. He would refuse the medical doctors at the Kremlin back when he was Generalissimo of the USSR.
Stalin had limped straight to the security officers and began shouting at them in Georgian, his face contorted with rage, turning a nice magenta as veins appeared on his neck. He looked like he was going to batter and assault these officers who cowered as he shouted at them in a language they did not understand.
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 12:55:35 GMT -5
"Yes. We could sell weapons. But how would we steal them? We have no weapons." He looked through a magzine sort of looking thing. "Unless one of us goes and steals a tank or somthing..." He showed a picture of an FRA Tank.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Feb 12, 2005 12:57:40 GMT -5
Huey was trapped under a large chunk of the marble cieling. He couldn't feel his legs and was struggling to breathe. Still, despite all this, he could only think of one thing...
I just know I'm gonna get the blame for this...
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 13:07:51 GMT -5
Thomas looked at the guy for a second before walking away.He smelt marijuana and other commutuer smells but one thing caught his mind "smoke...".He turned the corner to see a crumbling building.It was still held up but looked as if it were going to fall.
Thomas immediatly reconized it at the ministry of education.He also knew that it was a Red infinity building.Somthing caught his eye.There were screams of pain and alot of crying.He also smelt blood that he hadnt realized was there.He jogged up and asked one of the surviviors that were helping move rubble and pieces of building.
He started lifting small pieces of the building to help find more surviors.Right now he didnt care that he was helping Red infinity.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Feb 12, 2005 13:22:30 GMT -5
Huey continued trying to move the rubble, but the big piece of what was once the cieling easily weighed a few tons, successfully crushing his legs and preventing him from moving. It had broken on the way down so it leaned on the wall that was still standing, the base of it atop Huey's legs.
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 13:37:05 GMT -5
Thomas continued insitde the building until he saw a guy pinned to the floor by a piece of the ceiling.(Huey)
"Are you okay Dude?"He asked trying to move the piece that was crushing the mans legs.It wouldnt budge.
He wiped his forhead and continued to try to dislodge the piece of rubble.It moved a few centimeters but that was all that he could get.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Feb 12, 2005 13:38:55 GMT -5
Huey gave the man a "what do you think?!" look.
"It's no use, it won't budge. We need a crane or something..." Huey said with a groan, trying again in vain to yank his legs from under the chunk.
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