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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 21:21:29 GMT -5
"If we are going to try to get him out of there, we need a plan. We can't just go to Siberia and waltz right into the work camp to take him. Let me make some calls."
I pull out my cell phone nad start making calls to various people I know who might be able to help us out.
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 21:27:45 GMT -5
"ok. I'll just focus on getting us there" He said as he enterd the freeway that had blown up cars on all sides. Even though not many people were on the highway, they were all driving at speeds well over 120 MPH. So to avoid getting hit, he punched the old Jag and it was immidiatly going with the flow of cars. "Geez people drive fast here." he said looking down at the odomotor and noticed that he was doing 135 mph. "Holy moly. We will get there soon enough."
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Post by Swan of Tounela on Feb 12, 2005 21:29:15 GMT -5
I sense something strange when I return to the rebel base. I look around to see what it is. I come upon a fairy and a woman. The woman is not in her true form.
"I know you. You are Memphis, the firebird."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 21:30:24 GMT -5
"I have made some calls. When we cross what was the Russian border I want to stop in a town, if that is fine with you. There are no major highways to that part Siberia anyway."
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Post by Korbinian Kautsky on Feb 12, 2005 21:34:49 GMT -5
Kautsky sends Anna one of his magical letters telling her that he is planning on helping Dinari get out of the Siberian camp. He informs her that he has a home in Austria which they may use and that he wishes to help the capitalists get back on their feet.
Meanwhile he searches for Dinari Dollar and finds the young capitalist in his room, resting after a long day of work.
"Dinari, I have good news for you. You will be leaving soon. We only need a plan on how to get you out of here."
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Feb 12, 2005 21:37:55 GMT -5
"Someone is finally coming to rescue me from this hell hole. d**n, this is great. Hey, could we...sell your house if we found a buyer? I need cash. Do you have any assets that Red Infinity didn't steal?"
Things are looking up.
"I would pay you back of course."
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 21:39:44 GMT -5
"Well, if we must go to Siberia. This car has what the old centurians like to call, All-Wheel Drive. Its brings me back to the thought of a free world un-like this. It must have been nice back then.." They continued to drive in silence untill they reached the old border and crossed. He saw the old customs booth that was burned. A half an hour later they pulled into the town Anna wanted to stop in.
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Post by Korbinian Kautsky on Feb 12, 2005 21:40:20 GMT -5
"I'm afraid I was never a wealthy man. You could auction off my furniture and antiques on the blackmarket. Since technically I don't need a house here, you could sell it. The property in Austria is still under my name thanks to a deal I made with Red Infinity many years ago."
"I have no need for worldly goods here in the camp. You can take from me what little I have if it can help you."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 21:42:35 GMT -5
When we stop, I find the letter that Kautsky sent me magically. I get the idea that maybe we can enter the camp by pretending to be officials.
"Can you pretend to be a member of Red Infinity with me? We can go to the work camp and say that the Ministry of Labor sent us to inspect it. If we are good enough actors, I can distract the guards while you sneak Dinari out of the camp."
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Feb 12, 2005 21:44:45 GMT -5
"That would help out a lot, Kautsky. You're a great guy. Sorry if I ever was mean to you."
Dinari smiles at the prospect of freedom.
"Can I do anything in return for your help?"
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Post by Korbinian Kautsky on Feb 12, 2005 21:46:25 GMT -5
"Yes, as a matter of fact you can. You must promise me that no matter what happens, you will be an ally to the democratic socialists. You will help them in any way you can and never turn your back on them. Can you make this promise to me? If you do this, everything I own is yours to sell."
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 21:47:08 GMT -5
"Do i look like a communist?" he shook his head. "I also do some acting, so yes, we should be able to do this." He smiled at her. The thought of getting his stuff back was exhilarating.
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Feb 12, 2005 21:48:37 GMT -5
Dinari thinks this is a strange request coming from a democratic socialist, but he decides that he will go along with it. He doesn't see why not.
"Sure, our groups can be pals."
He gets out of bed and starts packing the few items he has with him at the camp.
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 21:50:16 GMT -5
"No, you don't look like a communist. We should get some uniforms or something. Let's stop by a thrift shop and see if they have any military surplus. I hate wearing that tacky communist garb, but we need to at least look somewhat convincing."
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Post by Korbinian Kautsky on Feb 12, 2005 21:53:11 GMT -5
"Very good Dinari. I wish you the best of luck. I will write to you. If you are around in seven years I will be released from this place. I will look you up. Remember, I helped you when you were down and out, never cause harm to a democratic socialist. We are your friends."
Kautsky looks Dinari in the eyes and can see that the man appears to be sincere. It is always hard to tell with capitalists. But somehow he has faith that Dinari will keep his promise.
"They should arrive soon. Go outside and work so that they see you when they arrive."
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