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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 22:47:13 GMT -5
Alex climbed in and once Anna was in, he gunned it in reverse and plowed through the gate. Spinning the front wheels around he gunned it in drive and zoomed away. Then he turned to Anna. "Good acting, Anna." he then turned to Dinari. "You awake back there, Mr.. Dinari? I think it is?"
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 22:50:06 GMT -5
"You did a good job yourself. I think Mr. Dollar is unconcious. So what now? I think this calls for a little celebration. Too bad I don't have my mansion anymore."
I change out of the ugly gray clothes and put on my pink sweater and mini skirt. I don't really care if Alex sees me change, since I can't stand those smelly fashionless clothes. I toss them out the window as we drive along.
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 22:52:48 GMT -5
Alex put on cruise control and also slipped out of his clothes. He through them out the window into an open hole of water. He then changed into his Sport coat and turned up his seat heater. "if you can, try and get him consious again. I dident try to hit him that hard" he laughed at himself. "So what now? wanna just talk? where are you originally from?"
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 22:55:38 GMT -5
Thomas shrugged off the headache as he lit a second cigarette.He let it burn the whole way down before walking away.
Getting over his addiction was going to be extreemely hard.
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Post by Karina Bassarov on Feb 12, 2005 22:55:50 GMT -5
Karina wraps her arms around Frank's neck and looks down at him thoughtfully. You. I know it sounds really dumb, since we've only known each other for... a month? But... I enjoy having you here.
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 22:57:12 GMT -5
"We could just drive and talk for a while. I am from Murmansk, Russia. My father is Russian and my mother was American. My father was the heir to a Russian oil company. Because he was rich, he has been in a Red Infinity work camp most of my life so I never get to see him. Tell me about yourself."
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Post by Frank Richardson on Feb 12, 2005 22:57:18 GMT -5
"Has it even been a month?" he asked with a slight laugh. "I enjoy being here too, Karina." he creened his neck up and kissed her again.
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 23:01:41 GMT -5
"Intresting past. We should save your dad once we get rich... Me. Well I'm from England, as you know, and my father taught me that buisiness is number 1. So once i was 18 he kicked me out. I immidiatly found a way to fund college, and made my money starting my own corporation. Then Red infiity came along one night while i was sleeping and started to take everything. I heard them when they were hooking my Motorhome up to a truck. So i grabbed some clothes and the keys to my car, and drove away as fast as i could. They actually chased me. But i lost them in the city."
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Post by Swan of Tounela on Feb 12, 2005 23:01:44 GMT -5
"It is nice to see a fellow mythical bird. I am sure that Alkonost will be happy to see you. He is the bird of paradise. I do not know where he went, but he should be around here somewhere." I say to Memphis.
Seeing her again is like seeing an old friend or family member.
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 23:06:52 GMT -5
"Someday when Red Infinity falls, we can have all of our money back. Then I will have my revenge on those crummy communists who broke up my family and stole all of our riches."
I smile to myself.
"You know, it is nice to talk to another capitalist. The only capitalists I ever talked to were the FRA and they were too pro America and Militant for my tastes. I never cared much for Americans or American capitalists. I think American culture is base."
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 23:10:33 GMT -5
"The land of the obese" he said with a laugh. "So..." he dident notice it before, but Anna was pretty good looking and he was sortof comming acustumed to her. He turned off the radio and made sure that the Dinari guy was still night night. Then he turned twords Anna. "so.. what should we do now. i'm very bored." he said with a laugh. "Want to just see how fast the car will go? i need somthing to do."
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Post by Anna Khodorkovsky on Feb 12, 2005 23:12:18 GMT -5
"Why not. Sounds fun. I like men with fast cars."
I just made that up. My only boyfriend has been Lysander who doesn't even own a car.
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Post by Karina Bassarov on Feb 12, 2005 23:15:25 GMT -5
I suppose not. She leans into Frank and deepens the kiss. Mmmm... I'm not even drunk yet. She says when she comes up for air. Are you trying to seduce me, Mr. Richardson? She raises her eyebrow for emphasis.
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Post by Thomas on Feb 12, 2005 23:15:53 GMT -5
Thomas reached for his cigarettes several times on the way back to the rebel base but he didnt light them.Instead he gently slid them back in to the pack.
Thomas sighed and rested outside the rebel base.
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 12, 2005 23:17:52 GMT -5
"I like girls that drive fast cars fast and not like the old pop singer Brittney Spears. So lets try it." He pushed the pedel to full and he watched the MPH gauge redline as the V8 roared with a loud sound as everything around them started to go faster. The odomoter on the car went to 170, and it was already past 160 when you could feel it start to lag a bit, but it kept going until it stopped going at 168. "I guess this is as fast as it goes." He said letting off the gas and let the car settle again at 130. "You are very attractive. You do know it. Dont you?"
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