In the Wake of Devastation

[Kaieka]

I sit there for awhile with Bassarov. He tells me about my past, our past together. I don't remember any of it, but it all sounds very exciting and interesting. I watch his face as he speaks. He has a very kind face, and very deep, old eyes. Something about those eyes look very familiar, but I still can't remember. They draw me in though, and I find myself fixated on his words.

[Lin-Sat]

i looked at the person in the doorway, Nabiki, your back. i take it you want to work there. that is good, but right now isnt a good time, but if you want work, im sure there is some paperwork there to do. but you could do something more constructive if you want. i think the old minister was working on a joint project with the ministry of botany.. i look at violet, she knew more about the projects that go on around here then i do

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

I sit, perched on the top of a hill, scouting out the area ahead of me, and I see 2 people in the distance. One of them had to be him, the man who I have to get information from. I approach them, and end up tongue tied at the presence of these two. I look into his eyes, and he seems to recognize me. We stare at each other for a few moments, waiting for the other to say the first word.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov looks at the man in astonishment.

"He Mozhet bit! Mischa!!" He exclaims.

"Zdpastbutcha, toBarish...kak dela? Eta moya druga Kaieka..."

Bassarov introduces Kaieka to Mischa.

"I thought you were dead! You should be an old man by now? Where have you been? It is so good to see you...I've thought about you often these long years...."

He throws his arms around his old friend, in an unusual display of affection.

[Daevid]

The teapot whistles and Daevid goes to it and turns the heat off on the stove. He gets a cup out of the cupboard and makes some tea. He walks over to Fascia's door and knocks gently, opening the door a crack. She still lays entangled in the blankets, looking pale and beautiful. He smiles and knocks a little harder, until she wakes up.

"I am making some tea, would you like some?"

Even with her hair all disheveled from sleeping, he still regards her as lovely. He waits in the doorway for her answer.

[Hatake Kakashi]

A figure steps into a bar in the Hot Bed, the most earthy area in Chi-kage. Demons and half breeds drink and talk around the dim room, behaving in the same way that one would expect humans to behave. But they weren't human.

The figure wears a dark cloth around his body, hiding his face and his upperbody. He walks to the bar and speaks to the tender in a low voice.

"I'm looking for this man," he rasps. A slowly slides a photo onto the bar. Calithin stares out of the image, frozen forever in straight on shot.

"He don't come in here," replys the tender, a demon with one eye and few teeth, "He's the kind that hang around Centeral."

"Where is he now?"

"Not my business. Guy don't take kindly to my kind, ya know?"

The figure retreaves the photo and turns around. So far Calithin has been difficult to locate. But it will be done. He made a deal after all.

Kakashi steps back outside, looking up at the sky and wonders briefly if his son is seeing the moon right now as well.

[Lady Violet]

I turn to the eager Druidian operative.

"As we both know, the American Capitalist Empire deforested much of the rain forest zones of the Southern Hemisphere. Currently, Red Infinity is attempting a larger reforestation project. If you are ambitious enough, I would like you to head this project. I would like to reclaim the former beauty of this planet. A beauty lost to the wanton capitalist destroyers, the Americans."

I hand her some paper work.

"These are the proposed goals for the project. Take time to look over them, and decide if this mission is fit for you."

I dismiss her and wait for her to leave. When she is gone, I walk back to Lin-Sat and slide my arms around him.

[Kaieka]

A man walks up to Bassarov. They seem to be old friends. They speak in Russian and hug. I feel very left out. I wonder who he is.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

My initial reaction was to tense up at the touch of this stranger's arms, but was immediately comforted by his meer character.

I hadn't heard anybody speak to me in my native tongue in ages, which meant that he must have been in the army at one point in time.

I slowly wrapped my arms back around him, and said "Pozhousta, pozhousta..."

In an attempt to not make the other person look like the 5th wheel, I extend my hand to Kaieka. "Ochyen preeyatna." in an unintentionally cold voice.

I still feel a little uneasy and uncomfortable, but his presence calms me. I hadn't been greeted this warmly in a long time.

[Kaschei]

Kaschei moves on top of her, perching on his elbows. He stops kissing her and ponders her quandry.

"No, you would succomb to her wicked blackness. You would become her, you would not be Jareth...you would be Louhi...goddess of Evil. The great sorceress. The only one who can wield the Sampo, and knows its whereabouts. The creator of dragons. The greatest being who has ever existed...."

[Nabiki]

I walked back to the Ministry of Enviroment. I asked for some help and I was directed to an empty office. I place the paperwork on the table and began to look through it. I filled out the information that the paperwork asked for. When I was finished, I set aside the paperwork. I decided that I was going to give it to Lady Violet later.

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov turns to Kaieka, an arm on the back of his lost comrade.

"This is Mikhael Nadyezhda, or Mischa as I call him. He once was a soldier in the Red Army, but deserted for ideological differences. We were both revolutionaries and friends. He was very dear to me. But disappeared decades ago."

Bassarov is eager to catch up with his old friend, a friend who he cared more for than he would like to admit. But his eyes seem empty and lost. What happened to this man over those years?

"Where have you been, Mischa? I could have used you. Red Infinity's power is now nearly unstoppable."

[Lin-Sat]

i smile an wrap my arms around her, i put up the barrier again.((this just gives a sense of a wall,which is soundproof,.but it doesnt stop them, just to tell everyoe)) i dont want to see you working all the time. try other things to take your mind off him it is hard sometimes, i know. but we must try to. . i feel sadness toward the son i never knew, or atleast linsat did mostly, i did too. knowing that it would be strong with akujin blood flowing through his viens

[Jareth]

She looks into his eyes for any sign of dissapointment. Of course he would want his sorceress. She felt crushed. almost to tears but something within her calmed her and dried her tears. Was this her destiny, perhaps. She would entertain the thought to have that power even if she lost herself. But something would have to remain. Even if it were just memories of her former self she was sure. When her question was answered the goddess had said that she, Jareth would have power. But then again she could have been tricking her to obtain her body.

She decided not to think on it right now. The object of her obsession was over top of her and just as she had wanted him. She touched his face lightly.

"I appreciate you being honest with me. you could have lied to get your way but you told me the truth. Yes i would like this unimaginable power. I want to be her. However I am afraid of losing myself but if it is what is suppose to be then i am all for it. Is this what you want of me master? Did she love you, for if i will be no more then my feelings would mean nothing. but it's me now and i do love you and it means so much that you trusted me enough to say the truth."

She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. she gained a bit of courage and grabbed the back of his head by the hair and pulled him close, wrapping her legs around his body.

[Lady Violet]

"Work is not a choice, it is an obligation. But i have decided something. I will only serve another five year term as Secretary General of the Party. Once my term is complete, I would like to have children with you. I can leave the public eye and be my own person. But for now, I just couldn't. It would have been a betrayal of our supporters."

I sigh and put my hand in his.

"You have five years to find my replacement. Five years to find my equal."

I look out the window at the enormous picture of myself. The woman in those posters must die to the world so she can live for herself.