Casting Pearls Before Swine

[Aung San Suu Kyi]

I climb onto his back and hold on tightly. I have grown used to flying by dragon now and would say it is my preferred transportation.

"They are on a road trip, somewhere on the East coast in a black van. We should be able to spot them from the air."

[Freak Boy]

Freak Boy's dream only continued to get wierder as the music and waltz quickly turned into a song that resembled A Waltz for Eva and Che from Andrew Lloyd Webber's Evita. During this dream, Lady Violet and Freak Boy were waltzing, albeit arguing as they did so... the song seemed slightly modernized, but that was about it.


FB:
Tell me before I waltz out of your life,
before turning my back on the past!
Forgive my rebellious behavior,
but how long do you think this pantomime can last?!

Tell me before I ride off in the sunset,
there's one thing I never got clear.
How can you claim you're our savior
When those who oppose you are stepped on,
Or cut up, or simply disappear?

LV:
Tell me before you get onto your bus,
Before joining the forgotten brigade!
How can one person like me, say,
Alter the time-honored way the game is played?

Tell me before you get onto your high horse,
just what you expect me to do?
I don't care what the bourgeoisie say!
I'm not in business for them,
but to give all the people
a magical moment or two!

FB:
Tell me before I seek worthier pastures,
and thereby restore self esteem!
How can you be so far-sighted,
never to look upon this week or next week,
but just your impossible dream!

LV:
Allow me to help you slink off to the sidelines
and mark your adieu with three cheers!
But first tell me they're not delighted,
that I said I'd take on the world's greatest problems,
from war to pollution, I'll find a solution,
even if I must live for three hundred years!

*angrily*
Now go, if you're able, to somewhere unstable
and stay there!
Whip up your hate in your unstable state,
but not here, dear!
Is that clear, dear?

*musical interlude where there is just waltzing*

Freak Boy woke up, bolting upright and falling out of bed. He groaned and sat up, only to hit his head on the bedside table.

"D'oh!!" he shouted, grabbing his head. A lump had formed on the back of it but it quickly subsided, leaving only a slight pain there.

Freak Boy walked to the bathroom and looked himself over... to be dreaming of waltzing with Lady Violet was certainly not like him. What was wrong? He took his temperature... no fever. He looked at his eyes. Both were equal and reactive. He didn't know what the problem could be - what would make him dream of waltzing and singing with Lady Violet?!

["Zero" Americanski]

I greatly enjoy being touched by Bassarov, even if it is just holding hands. "Congratulations. When you think it's ready I'd like to read it. And I agree that going to Russia would be fun."

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Yes, it would be fun. I always feel more at home when I am there. There is something depressing and pathetic on the faces of people and in the landscape, but for me that environment of despair incites the most passion and creativity."

They walk through the city past the Ministry of Education.
"Someone attacked the Ministry of Education. Red Infinity thinks it was the anarchists."

[Damascus]

-Right!- He said, then took off.

From the air, the lights of the city were like pin-points of fire. Beautiful, Damascus thought to himself. He closed his eyes and kept in the same stop for maybe five minutes, enjoying the feeling of the wind on his face, his wings, in every crevice and nook between his spikey scales.

-Time to go then.- He said to Aung San Suu Kyi, stiking forward at a great speed. Not too fast to make it hard for her to breath, but still fast. The city below seemed at a crawl while he flew. -So, what's the game plan here? What should I ask? Or should I just be quiet and let you do the talking? 'Cause I usually do that, and it seems to work fine.- He said, laughing mentally.

["Zero" Americanski]

"I wouldn't put it past them. THey want to create dissent, they are certainly doing that..." I scoff, and cling to Bassarov. "But let's not worry about them. I want to see your hometown."

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Then we will travel there this week. It is a small city of about 100,000, on Lake Onega." Bassarov says to her. He kisses her by the ear feeling more affectionate today.

[Aung San Suu Kyi]

"Just let me do the talking. If you can read minds that might help since you could detect if they plan on attacking me. Otherwise I just need you there in case something went wrong."

[Samuel]

Samuel recieved an e-mail from Bass, it was a copy of the revolution story Bass was writing.
He tapped his pencil to his upper lip, and then put it behind his ear. He already had already planned what he was going to do once Bass gave him this.
He opened a Word document, and opened up his Red Infinity e-mail account. He copy-pasted the story to the Word document, and then did the same for his e-mail.
For subject, he put Bass' Revolution Story, and added in:

Thought I should give this to you and also tell you that there aren't any anarchists in Helsinki, to my knowledge, I will inform you immidiatly if there I hear anything.
Their all in America ... Except for one ... Josh, the skater? yeah, he hasn't been around for awhile, most of them think he's dead. Just f.y.i., y'know?

After writing that, he began the long and tetious task of correcting Bass' story. From what he'd reas as a boy, almost all of this was off, but not by much, surprisingly to him. There wasn't as much wrong as he would've thought. Mostly misplaced words and improper conjurgation. Other than that, it wasn't so bad.

["Zero" Americanski]

"Good..." is all I manage. I kiss him back, along his cheekbone and his earlobe. I wrap my arms around him and hold him gently.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov and Zero walk to the park and take a seat on a park bench over looking the now frozen duck pond. He takes her hand and is silent for a while. This normally means he is lost in thought.

"As bad as the world is, this may be the best time in my life. I am happier than I have ever been."

[Valkoinen Joki]

I glance around, my senses were enhanced in my dragon form which I was using to help with the rebuilding of the ministry, I sniff there air to make sure and then revert to ym human form. "... continue working..."

I turn and walk towards an alley. I lean on the building and glance towards it. "... what are you doing here sayuka?"

[Lady Violet]

Red Infinity receives an email from Samuel and it is directed both to the Ministry of Information and Education. I write Samuel a short email thanking him for his hard work and wishing him a happy love and brotherhood day.

[Damascus]

Damascus nodded his large head.
-I wish I could read minds! I'll just keep my mouth shut and let you do the talking.- He said, still laughing.

They were over the ocean now, and he went close to the water, and stuck his head in, opening his mouth, trying to catch something. He got a mouth full of water, with a few scattered fish. He had never really learned to do this that well, having been in human form for so long, he'd learned to get food as a human would.

-Y' think they'll have food when we get there? Are they all rotten like Antero Black, or would some of them be nice enough to share some food maybe? I could just pick us all up some food, too. If I'm not gonna be talking alot, I might as well be useful, eh?- He said, trying to be helpful, however small.

["Zero" Americanski]

"Well I'm glad for you, and if there's anything I can do to make you happier just let me know." I lean against him, wanting to be close to his warmpth in the cold air. "Lately we've had it easy, some of the other rebel groups have had... Well problems."