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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 2, 2003 18:18:16 GMT -5
"We should catch a taxi to a nearby town, that way we can take the ferry to Germany and go by train to Switzerland from there."
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Post by Kaieka on Dec 2, 2003 18:20:34 GMT -5
"Lead the way, o my handsome captain, and I shall follow."
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Post by Timithy of the Green Winds on Dec 2, 2003 18:20:46 GMT -5
Timithy stands in the door way, his spear leaned against his left shoulder, his arm looped around the weapon. His face is blank, eyebrows drawn together.
"Someone has found us. We're leaving. As fast s we can."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Dec 2, 2003 18:34:55 GMT -5
Listening to Timithy, Bassarov brings everyone down to the street, where he hails a taxi and they speed out of town. They go to a coastal city and catch the first ferry out of Finland.
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Post by Genovia on Dec 2, 2003 19:03:40 GMT -5
After another grueling training session at the Ministry of Terror, I march up to Kith's office.
"Hey long ears, when will I be ready to start killin' people?!"
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Post by Kith on Dec 2, 2003 19:07:25 GMT -5
Genovia, have you never anything else on your mind?
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Post by Genovia on Dec 2, 2003 19:10:05 GMT -5
"What d'ya mean? Isn't fighting all that everyone thinks about?"
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Post by Jakean Mythyara on Dec 2, 2003 19:11:30 GMT -5
*Sniffs the air*"What a wonderful place."As I said this, I reached the middle of a destroyed camp,and I touched the ground with 1 finger.As always,a red flash appeared, and it fainted away.And when this happened,the tents looked as if they were new,and butterflys,moths,flowers, etc.,were revived and restored.I looked at the camp that use to be destroyed,and I started to walk away with a trail of flowers,butterflys,etc.This always happens whenever I start to walk.
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Post by Kith on Dec 2, 2003 19:14:02 GMT -5
"Ach, no. There is way more to life than just fighting. What kind of an upbringing did you have? I was raised to kill, and even I know that there are a number of wonderful things that one can experience."
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Post by Genovia on Dec 2, 2003 19:16:39 GMT -5
"I was raised just fine by my Ursarian grandmother. She tought me not to trust people and to fight the ones you do...."
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Post by Kith on Dec 2, 2003 19:22:12 GMT -5
"Well, perhaps we should fill in some of the gaps in your upbringing. I am going to the symphony tonight and have an extra ticket. I would like you to accompany me there. Perhaps you can experience something more than just fighting. You need to learn that there is more to life. Wear a dress, the attire is formal. Meet me here at 5:00 pm, we shall go out for dinner, and then on to the symphony. Understand?"
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Post by Genovia on Dec 2, 2003 19:25:18 GMT -5
"I understand." I wonder who we will kill there? must be a government enemy who likes music.
"But I don't own a dress."
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Post by Kith on Dec 2, 2003 19:30:09 GMT -5
"I'll have one bought and sent down to your quarters. What are you, a size 5? 6?"
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Post by Genovia on Dec 2, 2003 19:31:53 GMT -5
"Sive five, and not too frilly....and nothing with color. I am not about to look like some clown.
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Post by Kith on Dec 2, 2003 19:33:29 GMT -5
"Don't worry. I will have something nice picked out."
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