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Post by Chastity on Jan 27, 2004 17:14:55 GMT -5
I wake up to the sound of Aries voice in my head. I feel guilty about what he says. I am not trying to abandon him. I try to pull the ring off of my finger, but it will not come off. For now, it is stuck on. I will not try to force it, I have other things to do.
It is already a few hours past dawn. I have overslept. I say a quick prayer that God will guide my steps, stand up and stretch, and head out the door. Today I need to try to find food, furniture, and other supplies.
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Post by Karhu on Jan 27, 2004 17:24:06 GMT -5
"I will have some tea." I sit in a chair by the table. "Could you make some porridge."
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Post by Aristarchus on Jan 27, 2004 17:33:10 GMT -5
-I send her a telepathic message
"If you can not take off the ring, tell me where you are. I would like to see you."
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Post by Chastity on Jan 27, 2004 17:49:54 GMT -5
I do not know how to send telepathic messages, so I decide that there is nothing I can do. I will just have to carry on with my day. There is much to do.
I stand in line at a couple of food stores, waiting for my turn, trying to find even some food. It is already too late for this, people go to the stores at dawn in order to buy what they need. I leave with only some kasha meal and some small potatoes.
I have better luck at finding a furniture store. There are no lines there. I buy two long tables with chairs and pay the worker. I will have to come back later for them, since I am not strong enough to carry them home by myself.
I take my food purchases back to the kitchen.
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Post by Aristarchus on Jan 27, 2004 17:54:41 GMT -5
-I am annoyed by her reluctance to tell me where she is so I read her mind.
-So, she is at a soup kitchen
-I send her a telepathic message.
-"I trust the Lord will guide me to you. I will see you soon.
-I leave the League and walk in the direction of the soup kitchen.
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Post by Chastity on Jan 27, 2004 17:57:53 GMT -5
I hear his message in my head again. It is kind of creepy hearing voices in my head. I do not like it. I am not used to it, nor do I know how he is doing it. I put away the food and head out the door again. I need to buy some large pots for cooking. I head to the large government store where I purchased the blankets and bandages. They have plenty to choose from, and soon I am heading back with some very nice pots and bowls. They are very heavy to carry, but I manage to get them to the kitchen.
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Post by KitsuneHime on Jan 27, 2004 17:58:05 GMT -5
Suzumi smiled, and rose to go to the kitchen.
"Sure, how much do you want? Do you want anything special in it?"
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Post by Aristarchus on Jan 27, 2004 18:02:41 GMT -5
-I walk a ways and find the soup kitchen
-My nostrils are attacked by the foul smell of the humans waiting outside.
I walk past the masses of dirty impoverished humans. They reek of urine, booze, and sweat. I want to vomit.
-Inside, she is setting things up for the hungry mob.
She is carrying a heavy pot.
-"Let me carry that. You carry too many burdons."
-I smile and grab the pot.
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Post by Chastity on Jan 27, 2004 18:13:27 GMT -5
I jump as he comes up behind me. This is the second time that he has startled me with his presence when I did not realize that he was there. I hand him the pot full of dishes.
"The Lord led you here quickly it seems. How ever did you find me so fast?" I start to remove bowls from inside the pot and place them on the cupboard shelves. My hands are shaking. I still feel a sense of unease when around him. I try to ignore it. I know that he is trying to change. I should not judge him.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Jan 27, 2004 18:16:52 GMT -5
Peter steps out of his van. He's parked on the edges of the city. Something big and nasty has been doing serious damage to people and property.
There are over two dozen missing persons and a half dozen pending murder charges. Peter's wide variety of IDs and government paper work managed to get him looks at everything, not that it was much help. He'd never seem marks like the ones they found and the scans didn't match a creature in the database.
He needed first hand help. And there was only one place for that for Hunters. The oldest oerating Hunter, Virgal. He'd seen it all, maybe he could help. Of course, he was crazy. Lucky thing LIF has meds for that. Problem was that a Hunter was allowed to refuse Meds and Virgal, being crazy, wasn't keen to take shots. However, regulations allowed for forceable medication in time of need.
Twenty dead was a time of need.
The circle of summoning was layed out and ready. Stepping back Peter raised his hands and cried a long string of words that flowed like spider webbing, confusing and impossible.
The circle flared and a man flashed into existance in the center. Drawing his dart gun Peter fired into the circle, nailing the man before he could react. The meds would take only a few seconds.
"Hello, Poet."
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Post by Aristarchus on Jan 27, 2004 18:19:46 GMT -5
-I grab her trembling hand.
-"You still fear me? Why is that? I have done nothing to hurt or frighten you."
-I look into her eyes, her hand still in mine.
-"I want you to trust me. I will never hurt you."
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Post by Chastity on Jan 27, 2004 18:30:06 GMT -5
"I know, I shouldn't be afraid of you. I am just a little edgy I guess."
I look away from him, take my hand back from his and continue to put things away. I try to tell myself the very things that he just told me. He is trustworthy, he would never hurt me, but the feeling still remains. I start to sing softly, to quell my nerves.
Blest are they, the poor in spirit,
Theirs indeed will be the kingdom.
They have wealth beyond all measure,
Rich with God's own love.
Ever blest are those who mourn now,
Who must live with grief and sadness,
They will have their consolation;
God will dry their tears.
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Post by Aristarchus on Jan 27, 2004 18:40:58 GMT -5
-I help her set thing up, reaching to the tall shelves, getting items for her.
-I can not stay long with her, I have work to do at the League of the Godless.
-"I fear I must soon leave you, I have work to do."
-I hand her a stack of bowls.
-I touch her face with my hand, then kiss her on the cheek.
-"Good bye, pray for my soul, that I will not dwell for eternity by the lake of fire."
-I turn and leave, I walk out the door, and see the people waiting. I am tempted to kill them, but not yet.
-I return to the League for a mission.
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Post by Karhu on Jan 27, 2004 18:45:38 GMT -5
"You will really make porridge, that's my favorite. I don't care how you make it, I just don't like it too hot or cold." I am enthused with the idea of having porridge, my all time favorite food!
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Post by Chastity on Jan 27, 2004 18:52:42 GMT -5
He kissed me! I... I don't quite know what to think. My face turns a shade of crimson as I face the floor. That has never happened before. I don't really know what my reaction should be.
He is so different than I would have imagined him to be. He is so kind and helpful. Perhaps he would want to run the kitchen once I return to Paris. If he can give his life completely over to the Lord...
But... He works for the league of godless! I let a dish slip from my hands, it shatters on the floor. How can that be? He works for those who seek to end my faith, and yet he seems so interested in changing. I bend down and pick up the broken pieces. I nick a finger and a small drop of blood comes out. I get a rag and hold it there for a moment until the bleeding stops, then get a broom and sweep up the smaller shards.
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