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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 21:55:05 GMT -5
"I figured i dident look communist... DO you know any good thrift shops? Around here?"
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Feb 12, 2005 21:55:43 GMT -5
"Man, I already worked all day. This sucks, but okay. I'll do that. You take care of yourself and I'll see you in seven years."
Dinari leaves his room and returns to the yard of the work camp. Outside it is cold and snowing. He rejoins the men and starts breaking rocks. No one seems to notice that his shift was over hours ago, and he is allowed to work again without suspicion.
"I'm finally getting out of this place."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 21:59:32 GMT -5
"I think we can find one."
I point out a shop across the street from where we are parked. Inside I find plenty of surplus Red Infinity clothes. I pick out a gray communist style suit with the Red Infinity logo on the heart. I wonder why communists like to wear gray, as if color is oppressive or something. I find a Red Infinity Ministry of Terror Trench coat for Alex.
"You can pretend to be my body gaurd. Don't do any talking since if they hear your English accent they will know for sure that you aren't one of them. At least I am Russian so I have an advantage."
I wonder if this is the camp where my father is being held prisoner.
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Feb 12, 2005 22:03:46 GMT -5
Goodbye backbreaking labor. Goodbye rotten food. Goodbye cold weather. Goodbye gray walls.
Dinari smiles to himself as he breaks rocks. He has only been in the camp for three weeks but it feels like a lifetime.
He whistles a tune as he works.
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 22:04:18 GMT -5
"i got it." He tried on the suit. "it works. What do you want to do about getting there? Think they will have any suspicion if we pull up in a Jaguar? Maybe we should steal a car, drive there in that, then afterwords, ditch the car and clothes and make our escape. What do you think?"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 22:07:02 GMT -5
"No, only party members have access to nice cars like this. It might actually help to convince them that we are the real thing."
I flash him a smile.
"Let's go. I have a feeling things will work out just fine."
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 22:09:14 GMT -5
"You know the Russian Communists better than me." He said getting into the car. "How far is it from here to there?"
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Feb 12, 2005 22:09:45 GMT -5
"We're in the money...we're in the money.."
Dinari stops and thinks that maybe he shouldn't sing these songs at the camp in case someone hears him. He thinks of another tune he can sing. Maybe the Red Infinity Anthem or the International. Since he doesn't know the words to either he just works quietly.
"This sure is a great day for hard work!"
The other workers look at him as if he has lost his mind.
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 22:14:00 GMT -5
"It is about 2300 kilometers from here. It is quite a ways. Unless your car has some teleportation powers, I don't know if driving is the best way."
(since you have 20 posts, you could give your car teleportation powers)
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 22:17:30 GMT -5
"Well. It is from the year 2005.... so no. It doesent teleport. But it drives pretty fast. I'll show you. At that distance we should be there in an hour and a half." He gunned it and the car gripped the ground sending their heads into their seats. They were flying across the wasteland at about 150 mph. Fast enough to get them there eventually. "I love old things.." he said as he smiled at her. "This car was built by the British back when Red Infinity hadent even been consieved yet."
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Post by Karina Bassarov on Feb 12, 2005 22:20:06 GMT -5
MM hm... Karina suddenly sits up and away from Frank. Where are we going with this? We've partied, you smoked and drank my stash, and no man has done that. We went horseback riding AND we had good sex that left us out of it in the morning...
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 22:22:46 GMT -5
I don't know what Nero Zero is, but don't ask him about it. When we arrive at the camp I step out of the car and walk towards the men at the gates. I speak to them in Russian explaining that we are from the Ministry of Labor and we are there to inspect the base. They do not believe me at first, but when I promise to go to dinner with one of them, they open the gates and let us drive in.
"Keep your eyes open for Dinari. He is an American with blue hair. You can't miss him."
I say as we enter the labor camp.
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Post by Frank Richardson on Feb 12, 2005 22:22:48 GMT -5
Frank knew this was coming, he just didn't think it would happen so fast.
"It depends where you want to go with it - if I'm going to be a spy we can't be living together, but we can still date. Maybe if we wanted to I could get ahold of some fake papers for you so that if we do live together you aren't Karina Bassarov, but Lori Roberts or something like that..."
(Alex, Neo Zero and Red Infinity are two seperate worlds. Neo Zero was never a part of Red Infinity history.)
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Memphis
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Green Party Zshar-ptitsa
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Post by Memphis on Feb 12, 2005 22:25:21 GMT -5
Memphis eyes widen with her smile. No one has called her "the firebird" in a while. Yes I am... and you are Swan. It's very nice to see you again.
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 22:28:01 GMT -5
OOC: I know. I'm a dumbcrap lol, I'll fix.
"Sounds good to me. The plan should work. Us as a team, we will rescue Dinari." he smiled at the woman that wanted the same thing as him, and it made him happy to see her next to him. Fufilling their dutie to fix the world, and for himself to get his prized Gulfstream back that was in a hanger somwhere in the northern Atlantic. Then turned on some music with the nifty XM stereo, sat back, and enjoyed the highspeed drive across the wasteland.
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