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Post by Pierre Proudhon on Feb 23, 2005 16:21:53 GMT -5
Snowflake goes back inside Pierre's pocket and Pierre feels embarassed. "Well, just call when you need us."He says as he walks off to the van.
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Post by Sasha Kropotkin on Feb 23, 2005 16:22:08 GMT -5
I blink several times, then turn to Simona.
"I ah... I'm a really bad artist, Simona... I mean, like, really bad... I would come back as either an oversized ginger bread man or a giant lopsided sphere."
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Post by Simona Weil on Feb 23, 2005 16:24:40 GMT -5
I take his hand and kiss his cheek.
"I will help you. But even if you came back looking like an oversized gingerbread monster, I would still love you."
I smile and get to work on my clay.
"When we return, I think things are going to need to change. We can't do what were doing to Antero. I shouldn't go off with others. I want to be with you, if that's okay."
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Pakkanen
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Post by Pakkanen on Feb 23, 2005 16:28:10 GMT -5
Pakkanen feels a little jealous about Sasha and Simona. He smiles.
"You are coming back to shed those bad things in your life, but free love is not bad. It is simply a matter of how it is applied."
He looks down.
"Good luck, I will check back with you later."
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Post by Simona Weil on Feb 23, 2005 16:30:01 GMT -5
I nod to Pakkanen in understanding.
"Thanks for your help Pakkanen, thanks for doing this for us. When we return you will have to come and visit us."
I don't want to leave him out, and maybe that is how he feels.
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Pakkanen
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Post by Pakkanen on Feb 23, 2005 16:31:51 GMT -5
"Then I promise to visit both of you."
Pakkanen looks at Sasha and smiles. He turns and goes outside to meet the fairies.
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Post by Sasha Kropotkin on Feb 23, 2005 16:32:50 GMT -5
I hover over to Pakkanen and stand in front of him.
"Hey, Pakk... You know I care about you, right? After I come back as a ginger bread monster, we will have lots of time together. Don't fret, okay?" I reply to him to console him. I fly back to Simona.
"I agree with Pakkanen, but you're right, things have to change. How about we decide these things when we're alive again? It'll be the first thing we do." I tell her kindly. "Maybe we can integrate the two."
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Post by Simona Weil on Feb 23, 2005 16:35:27 GMT -5
"Sure, we can think about it when we get back. But things wil have to be different. That's all I really know."
I return to my work, not really knowing what I want or what the future holds. I love Sasha like I love no one else. I would be happy with him. But somethings need to be thought through.
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Post by Sasha Kropotkin on Feb 23, 2005 16:38:23 GMT -5
I smile, and kiss Simona on the cheek.
"We can do this." I say, molding my clay the best I can.
"Okay, so I got the sphere down..."
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Blackthorne
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Post by Blackthorne on Feb 23, 2005 17:06:54 GMT -5
Blackthorne stumbles blindly into the room. Blood runs down his chest from an unknown wound
"somebody... help me"
Blackthorne's hands fall from his chest to his waist, revieling a bullet wound
"Oh god... please... somebody help me"
Blackthorne pleads to the people in the room, then falls to his knees, in agony
No... I can't die now... all the things I have been through... to die by a simple bullet wound... who was that person? He had a hood... but that doesn't matter... he shot me in the chest and now that is the end of that... Hell... I don't want to die...
Blackthorne's eyes roll into the back of his head and he falls face-first into the ground. He is still breathing, but barely...
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Post by Calithin on Feb 23, 2005 17:52:17 GMT -5
"No, it's not enough. But if you think so then I suppose I'll do my best to stick around for a while. So, is there anything good on?"
*I motion towards the t.v. guide book.*
"A good guyish action flick maybe? Since of course those are the only movies I like."
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Sgt. Marbo
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Post by Sgt. Marbo on Feb 23, 2005 19:21:48 GMT -5
Marbo decided to stand his post watching over O'neill and Dollar. He looked around the room, at a bookshelf. He spotted a Bible and picked it up.
I haven't read this in a long time.
The sergeant opened up the book and began reading some verses. One after another after another. It reinvigorated him with faith and heart.
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Post by Meg on Feb 23, 2005 19:32:25 GMT -5
Meg bit the tip of her thumb to think of somthing to say."Uhh...sure.But i dougbht that there would be hardly any prisoners here.Seems like the rebels have kinda backed off...."She said nervously and put her hands in the pocket in her sweatshirt and tried to keep herself from turning red.
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Post by Hoshi on Feb 23, 2005 19:35:44 GMT -5
"I have to go check on my prisoner, Cephrien, but we could do something together this weekend. I would really like to go to a dance club. We could go together if you wanted." I suggest to Cephrien.
"I have to go, but stop by the Ministry and we can talk about plans for the weekend."
I smile and return to the Ministry of Terror.
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Zeila
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Anarchist Alien
"Call me Zeila," the bright spirit said, And passed from my vision afar.
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Post by Zeila on Feb 23, 2005 19:38:05 GMT -5
(To Blackthorn)
I teleport around for a while, looking for a safe place to hide away from Red Infinity. I find a suitable place to hide, but notice a man bleeding to death from a gun shot wound. I quickly heal him.
"Yikes, what happened to you?"
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