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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 13, 2005 0:53:31 GMT -5
the next thread from a conversation I had with Mischa, so he gets the credit for it.
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Post by Soren on Feb 14, 2005 2:34:46 GMT -5
Since Soren is not an anarchist, he decides he will let them decide whether or not to bring Victoria. He sits in the middle section of the van and eats some munchos while he waits for them to make their decision.
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Pakkanen
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Post by Pakkanen on Feb 14, 2005 4:00:04 GMT -5
Pakkanen walks to Hedeon's room but sees that his fairy friend is out on a mission. He wonders where he could have gone.
With nothing else to do, Pakkanen decides that he should take another mission. Since Red Infinity was attacked by anarchists, he decides that maybe he will help to track them down and bring them to justice.
He teleports to America and begins his search.
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Post by Alexander Larson on Feb 14, 2005 9:15:48 GMT -5
(to Anna and Dinari)
"That stinks. Because I like you." He then turned upwards. "I have been single my entire life. I'v only had sex 4 times in my that life." He got up and went to Dinari. "Yes. So we do it tomarrow?"
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Post by Nikolai Smirinaiov on Feb 14, 2005 9:58:19 GMT -5
He grins a grin of satisfaction as he lays there and stares at the ceiling, his hands crossed behind his head. This was by far his best experience so far. He looks over at her and smiles warmly. 'Poor girl. I wonder if she knows what she really wants,' he thinks to himself. He stands, gets dressed, and looks down at her again. He makes sure shes well covered and places his card next to her head on the pillow. He leaves and makes sure her door is locked. As he looks around he wonders where she's taken him, then he recognizes a structure and it sets him straight. 'Copenhagen, crap,' he thinks with a shrug. He begins walking towards the center of the city to find some form of transportation to get back to Helsinki.
He finds a small selection of vehicles, though an aggressive looking sports car catches his eye (Whatever equivalent to a Porsche Carrera GT Cabriolet would be). He walks over and waves his hand over the door, causing the lock to unlock. He opens it, gets in and sends a small shock through the car to start it. As it starts, the 10 cylinder engine lets out a roar. He puts it into gear and takes off like a bullet out of a gun. He wonders why he'd never done this before. He turns on the stereo and some digital music begins playing. He then wonders how someone obtained a car like this under red infinity's rule. He shrugs it off and continues driving to Helsinki. In this car it doesnt take him long to reach Stockholm, about 3 hours. He figures it will only take a couple more to reach Helsinki, then he can speak with Bassarov.
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Feb 14, 2005 11:42:44 GMT -5
"Sure, why don't we try to meet Freakboy, Riku and Ludda tomorrow. They might be willing to help us out."
Dinari yawns and looks at the both of them.
"I'll leave you two alone. I will get some shut eye and meet you to in the morning to discuss this some more."
Dinari leaves Anna's room and goes to his own.
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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on Feb 14, 2005 11:45:15 GMT -5
((Sorry, busy working. I have Tuesday and Wednesday off, though.))
"Fair enough." Sakari replies to the anarchists, and crosses his arms. He turns his attention back to Victoria.
"For the sake of the majority, you aren't coming with us. However, I will help you. As a sign of good faith, I will let you have some of my blood, then you must find your own hiding place from Red Infinity."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 14, 2005 11:54:34 GMT -5
Once Bassarov wakes up from his pleasant sleep, he pulls out his water colors, water color pencils, and indian ink as well as some brushes and special water color paper. He gets to work doing a painting for Mischa.
Bassarov normally doesn't use his artistic talent for anything, and compared to people like Linnea, his talent is nothing. But he figures it would make a nice gift for Love and Brotherhood Day, the day formerly known as Valentine's Day.
He does the painting all in black, gray, and red. It is a picture of a woman holding a Valentine card in the midst of a prison like city of black and ominous buildings. He calls this drawing "The Last Valentine's Day before the Revolution."
When he is done and it is dried, he goes to the living room to talk to Mischa.
"Oh hey Mischa, I made something for you. It's kind of stupid but you know I am not one for holidays or giving gifts." Bassarov says as he shows him the painting.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Feb 14, 2005 12:53:11 GMT -5
"Aww Vossya, I almost forgot you painted." I say, standing up and hugging him. I admire the painting, it's some what depressing, since the buildings look like prisons.
"I like it. You should paint more often."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 14, 2005 12:55:18 GMT -5
"Happy Love and Brotherhood Day, Mischa. Maybe I will start painting again."
Bassarov dabbles with many things..art, violin, writing, etc, but is not exceptional at any of them. He is average or above average at best.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Feb 14, 2005 12:57:08 GMT -5
"Happy love and brotherhood day, Vossya." I say cheerily. "We could paint together. I've always wanted to do poetry, but I've just never really been able to have the patience for it."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Feb 14, 2005 13:00:21 GMT -5
"You should try poetry. I think you would be good at it."
Bassarov actually hates poetry. He finds it boring, fluffy, romantic, or self absorbed. But maybe a good communist or political poem about society would be enjoyable.
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Post by Joukahainen on Feb 14, 2005 13:17:03 GMT -5
I giggle when Meekers jumps between us, and lean forward to pet him. He purrs, and lays contently between our legs.
I lay back down, and run my hand along Iris's side, longing to wrap my arms around her, but feel as though that would cross into some illegal threshold. I instead, smile, and kiss her cheek, subconsciously inching towards her, getting a little closer.
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Post by Iris Faust on Feb 14, 2005 13:42:48 GMT -5
Iris lays next to Youki, she was tired but she didn't want to sleep anymore she just wanted to lay there. Iris didn't really notice that Youki had kissed her cheek.
Without realizing what she was doing she turned on her side getting instantly closer to him and put her arm around him. Almost instinct she then snuggled into his chest and sighed with content.
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Post by Freak Boy on Feb 14, 2005 13:51:08 GMT -5
Freak Boy had gone to the house and fallen asleep almost instantly. He was having the wierdest dream. Some sort of musical... Lady Violet... a waltz and singing... very strange indeed. He had stranger dreams before, but they normally didn't involve Lady Violet unless it was a nightmare of some kind.
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