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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 13:50:40 GMT -5
"Well do ya think that they would bring a crane out here just to rescue you...?why dont they just rebuild the whole building whilt theye at it..."Thomas pushed again leaving hin missing of his energy.
"Sheesh....i just cant push it..."
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Feb 12, 2005 13:57:57 GMT -5
Huey gritted his teeth, trying not to scream in pain. With each push on that boulder it sent shockwaves of pain throughout his mangled legs.
"It's no use! Just find Kith or Valkoinen or someone!" Huey says, clearly in a lot of pain.
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 14:02:35 GMT -5
Thomas stops pushing to hear what the guy said.
"i dont know who you are talking about."Thomas said coufuzedly.Ther probably worked for Red Infinity.
Thomas' hair was matted with sweat.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Feb 12, 2005 14:14:43 GMT -5
Huey again screamed in pain as Tom pushed at the rubble.
"Stop! Stop! It's no use AND it hurts like hell, not the best combination..." Huey said between screams of pain.
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 14:29:27 GMT -5
"Fine...."Thomas backed away."i guess i'll leave you to the dogs..."Thomas said and crossed his arms impatiently.
All the rest of the peope who are digging out the rubble are outside the building so it would be a while until they helped Huey.
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Feb 12, 2005 14:38:46 GMT -5
"You try having three tons of rock on your legs." Huey said bitterly. He remained silent, showing Tom that he was willing to let him continue to try and push the bigass boulder off him, despite the fact it was futile to try so for mere men or women. Someone with superstrength of incredible telekenisis was going to have to move this.
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 14:54:12 GMT -5
Thomas stepped forward and pushed one last time before thinking of a idea.He put his hand on the rock and looked dwn at Huey.
"i would tell you to stand back but i see that you cant."Thomas' hand glowed for a secong before a small Bang.
Part of the rock cracked and slid off to free one of Hueys legs.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Feb 12, 2005 14:54:41 GMT -5
((Sorry I left you hanging Zero.))
"Um... don't get weirded out or anything, but do you mind if I touch your hands? I...er.... well, I can sense your general vicinity because I can hear your heartbeat, and your breathing, and some other stuff... but I want to feel your hands so that I can figure out what instrument you might be more comfortable with..."
Andrew pauses.
"I hope this isn't too personal, but have you ever had your hands broken? That can reduce flexibility and sensation in one's hands, which can... um... it can lead to impeded playing ability with some instruments."
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Post by Huey P. Newton on Feb 12, 2005 14:58:12 GMT -5
Huey winced as the rock freed his leg. He tried to move it, but it wasn't gonna move and it was obvious. His leg was a bloody, broken mess.
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 15:01:50 GMT -5
Thomas pushed the other half of the rock off of Hueys other lag and he picked up Huey gently trying to touch his legs.He laid him down outside the building and he directed a medic towards Huey.
Then he want back into the building to try to help other people.
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 12, 2005 15:03:19 GMT -5
(I don't remember where we left off, so I hope this is ok.)
Harry was stuffed. The food was good, better than he'd had in a while. "Thanks for dinner Li--Raz. It's good to see you again."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 12, 2005 16:17:59 GMT -5
Bassarov has a pleasant sleep and decides that he should take a walk. He has not been outside for a few days since he has been so busy with his book. He leaves his apartment and is pleased by how warm the weather it. It is only February, but he can tell that it is warming up.
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Post by Nikolai Smirinaiov on Feb 12, 2005 16:21:38 GMT -5
He checks the time on his phone then decides to run by Bassarov's to see if there is anything going on. He heard the explosion as it happened but didn't really care to go investigate. He just sort of casually strolls the direction to the vicinity the young man had told him Bassarov was residing.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 12, 2005 16:25:18 GMT -5
As Bassarov walks along he spots someone who looks familiar. He can not place where he has seen this man, but thinks that it might have been during the revolution. He walks up to him with caution and looks him over.
"Hello, I think we have met before. I am Valodya Bassarov and you are?"
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Post by Sayuka on Feb 12, 2005 16:32:08 GMT -5
[glow=violet,2,300]"I'm heading back to the rebel base. It was nice talking to everyone again. It was nice to see you as well Andrew. I wouldn't mind learning to play the flute if that is something you can teach. Maybe we could make an exchange, I could teach you something if you teach me music. I must warn youthat I am not musically inclined."[/glow]
I stand in the door way and turn towards Andrew. I don't want to put him out. I know that he and I didn't start off on the best of footing. I feel embarassed for having at one time thought the young socialist was cute, when I am sure he hates being thought of as cute.
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