When It's Time To Let Go

[Jareth]

Jareth opens her eyes and realizes shes in her masters bedroom. In his bed. she is so weak. but she is healed, she runs a heavy hand up her chest and rests it on the top of her head. she has a small canine like ear on either side of her head now.

"What has happened to me?" she whispers but all of her strength has left and she passes out into a deep sleep once more.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

After several hours of wandering around blindy in Moscow, I stop at a park for a rest. This must be Gorky Park, I don't know why, but I remember this place somehow. But how could I possibly... I've never even been to Moscow before.

I just realized that I hadn't eaten anything since I left Helsinki, and I've become a little light headed. It's probably best to go hunting for food. I check the trash cans for something left over. I should've known better, people in such a poor district wouldn't waste a scrap of food. I go hunting for an upper class restaurant, they throw out good food all the time.

I stick to the shadows, not sure if there are going to be any agents in the vicinity. I've been told that Moscow is dangerous territory.

I don't see any restaurants in the area, so I try my luck with the local flats. I get lucky, and score some bread. Not much, but good enough to take the edge off of my hunger.

I head back to the park, and finish up the little scraps that I had. I hide my weapons in a tree, and lay down on a bench nearby. I put a newspaper over my head, and act like a normal homeless person trying to take a nap.

A homeless old drunkard stumbles into me shortly after I get comfortable, as though I had taken his bed.

"Shto vui delayetye?!?" (What are you doing?!?)

I get up and apologize, curl up under the tree, and before I fall asleep, I notice the old man was staring at me in an almost accusatory manner. It was more than just "I can't believe he took my bench", it was almost as though he had seen me before.

As all of my nights are, I slept lightly.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

(((ok, that face should be "? ! ?"... stupid emoticons...)))

[Illigitimate God]

Zephyr easilly dodged the gunfire, seemingly largely unimpressed by his mediocre skills when even magically enhanced. He didn't have time to waste here, especially with his annoying persistance. Zephyr shook his head.

'I don't have time to waste with your vainglorious hunt.'

Zephyr then turned and ran. Kaieka would be in the ministry by now.

[Peter "The Owl"]

A streak of blue fills the vision of Zephyr's right side as Peter blazes past him, cutting him off. The Hunter stands almost of the ground, feet bearly in contact with it.

He opens fire with both guns again, firing on fullauto. Dozens of blazing rounds tear from the weapons towards the cyborg.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

"Hey Mischa, did you hear about what the Maoist's are doing?? They're campaigning in America for the United States to build nuclear submarines to use against us."

"Those idiots... Don't they realize we're on the same d'amn side?"

"How was your tour of Afghanistan by the way? You don't talk about it much."

"Well... There's not much to say... We lost the war if that's what you're wondering."

"No, that's not-"

"I'm going to take some time off Vossya, probably headed to Siberia."

"What?? Siberia?! Where in Siberia? Why would you leave here, Moscow's your home! What will you do if the motherland is attacked again?"

"Hope for its defeat. I'm sick of the Soviet Union. Gorbachev isn't going to be any better than Stalin. Afghanistan is merely a tiny backwards third world country, an extension of the Soviet empire, and we couldn't even hold on to that, because we have no credibility in the world anymore."

Where do these memories come from? That was well over 500 years ago, I couldn't have possibly been around then.

I stare up into the tree I'm sleeping under. The past are roots, buried deep within the soil.
My rifle is resting on its branches.

[Valodya Bassarov]

((Zephyr, Lady Violet barely defeated Peter and she is the third most powerful character...anyway...))

Bassarov wanders around the Ministry of Terror searching for Riku. He is deeply perplexed by the situation. Nothing seems right.

It is dangerous just to walk around like he is. Someone will spot him. He conceals himself in shadows as his continues this fruitless search for a friend.

[Akitu]

*i sit down and pop my neck

[Kaschei]

Kaschei moves downstairs to his room and checks up on Jareth. She is sleeping soundly. Oddly, she now has dog like ears. Kaschei marvels at this. "Has she turned into a full demon somehow?" He collects some books from his shelp and quietly leaves the room to let her rest.

[Keitoleinen]

Keitoleinen decides that he wants to not only work for the League of the Godless, he wants to run it. So, he teleports to Beijing to speak to Lin-Sat. He enters Lin-Sat's office without knocking.

"I want a job. Make me head of the League of the Godless..."

He does not bother acting polite and respectful, something he may soon learn to regret.

[Chihira]

I get up from my meditation, leaving a cup of coffee for Ookami, it is late. I grab a cup of hot tea for myself and go outside. (I love it outside, can you tell?) "I hope Bassarov found Riku and they are both ok." I think aloud.

[Ookami]

Ookami notices the coffee and is grateful for Chihira's thoughtfulness.

~It is late but there is still so much to be done. Ah, it can wait.~

Tomorrow he will go get more supplies for the church and its people. He goes to an open window while he sips his coffee. He looks out of a window at Chihira yet thinks to his packmate Jareth.

~So much has changed my little half-breed. So much. I wonder how you are? If you are alright. I miss you.~ He shakes his head sadly.

He then returns his attention to Chihira and watches her just for a few more minutes before returning to his room. He hopes that with all of what has gone on she does not lose hope. He hopes none of his new pack do.

[Chihira]

~Chihira~
I feel someone watching me but when I look at my open window he is gone. I go back to sipping my tea and starin at the sky.
~Jiro~
I decide to go to Chihira's room to see if there is anything to do when I see a tall man with wolf ears, walking out of her room, sipping some coffee. I go up to him and say "I remember you. You're Ookami huh? It was hard to see in the dark. You are a lot taller without my sister for me to compare you too." I look almost straight up (He IS shorter than Chihira)

[Ookami]

"Well Jiro i am a lot taller than most." With that he sits down on the floor." Sit with me and you won't get a crick in your neck. Yes my name is Ookami. I am the leader here and you are welcome to join us if you'd like."

Ookami looks at the youth hopind he will accept this proposal.

[Chihira]

~Jiro~
"So... my sis is a rebel too, right?" I sit "And...she trusts you guys right?"