Life in Red Boxes

[Patrick]

People didn't seem to notice a kitten demon running about the Ministry of Terror. Perhaps it was just dumb luck, but Patrick quickly found himself at the entrance to the building.

[Riku]

i start to get angry.. didnt know where my allegiance was... you could have just asked.... i wouldnt lie to you even if i was with them, which at the time i wasnt... and as for not knowing of the trial, thats a lie. you know everything that goes on here... it was scheduled.... . i clench my fists and step back, bowing again alittle. good bye, miss zadung.... i'll still consider you a friend, but that doesnt mean that i would go against the rebels just for you... and no i wont rejoin red infinity... . i glance around again i hear that jareth is now your assistant. tell her i said hi.... i may be a rebel. but i dont turn my back on friends. . my attention goes back to her. dont stress on it too much,... you'll have enough to stress about soon enough... red infinity is strong. but there are forces that are stronger. and killing the rebels wont help. now you can call me a traitor... but it was red infinity that was the traitor first... i teleport away from her and back to the dache. i look at suzumi as the bags start to float into the house i need to get something... but im not sure where it is... so once we are settled in., i might be gone alittle while.

[Sophia]

The coffee arrives, quicker than expected. But when she thought about it, it probably doesn't take much time to melt tar and ooze it into a cup.

"I come from the shadowlands. My parents were killed in front of me by Red Infinity, and I managed to flee into the woods. I was then raised by the fellow night elves, which helped me hone my magic to defend myself."

I sipped my coffee. It's a good thing that I'm used to the bitter, thick, taste.

"I myself am an anarcho-syndaclist... I guess I didn't learn from my parents' mistakes."

For some reason, I had no reservations about giving this elf information that could get me killed. He's too intelligent to be an agent.

[Daevid]

Daevid listens as she speaks, allowing the waitress to top his mug off with the black brew. He remembers how almost all of his kindred woodland elves were killed off, he understands what she must have experienced.

"Sounds like your life has been a rough one. You must be a very political person, if one of the first ways that you refer to yourself is by your political standings. I have never been much into politics, myself. There is too much corruption. Nothing is ever as it seems in the world of politics."

[St Celeste]

Saint Celeste hears a commotion to her left and sees a small infant like creature. She goes over to him and picks him up.

"Awwe you poor thing. Where are your parents? and why would they leave one as young as you alone? Well no matter you can come with me little one. I bet you are hungry. Lets get you some milk. Would you like that?"

She takes her shawl and holds him so he is warm.

[Illigitimate God]

Zephyr's grey gaze turns away from Kaieka for a moment. The words he had longed to hear. Something wanted him to hold back, to say no. Logic had no place in the affairs of emotions. Logic was the antithesis of emotion. He turned his eyes back to her, looking her over. He would stay with her; at least tonight.

'...I am here for you and only you, my love...'

He widened his embrace, holding her even tighter. He felt like he would cry if he had the capacity to do so. Love was powerful, and even reached beyond technology. Love could never be killed or silenced, never a dark day could ruin it's wide hold on all who believed. Zephyr believed, and with all his remaining humanity. All he needed was her, and she was completeness. His days of shadow were over.

[Patrick]

Patrick struggled momentairly in her arms, but quickly gave up. He relaxed into her grasp. Her touch was very comforting and he found himself purring. He actually was very hungry from the evening's happenings.

[Sophia]

Sophia sips some more of her coffee.

"I've always said that politicians corrupt good politics. I don't believe you when you say you're not political. Everybody's political, you just need to find your niche is all."

She began to feel the effects of the caffiene already.

"For example, you're from the woodlands, correct? You certainly must have some sort of opinion on what happened there, no? You must have had many family members and friends killed by Red Infinity."

[Kaieka]

He holds me so tightly that I can barely breathe. I place my pale thin arms around him and hold on to him as well. There is such a feeling of safety in his arms, if nothing more came of the night than my staying in his embrace, it would be enough. I lay my head on his chest, listening to the pounding of his heart, feeling him breathe in and out. I shut my eyes, enjoying the feeling that he lends to me.

[Vandela]

Vandela returns her weapons, and slowly turns and walks out the door as the frame collapses. She finds him plotting his plots with another. She stalks behind him. She speaks to him with her real voice, her lips part.
The words come out in frosty daggers, like the undying grasp of death.

'Antero... you have proven to be most worthy prey... I will follow your cause... what... is your command?'

[St Celeste]

"I know you wanted down little one but you can't be on your own. It is not safe especially here."

She stroked his head and kissed it gently. SHe stopped and got some baby supplies. They were ready to go.

"Now lets get you safe."

She carefully flies back to the cabin careful of the child and as she holds him makes a bottle. She tests it on her wrist and as she feeds him hums a song to him to calm him.

[Patrick]

Patrick instantly forgot all notions of escape. His world only consisted of her humming and the bottle that fed him. He became full soon after starting to drink from the bottle and looked up to the woman who was caring for him in a way that showed his grattitude.

[Daevid]

Daevid sets his mug down on the fake wooden grain of the press board table. It is true, he has political beliefs, it is just that most of them do not fit in well with the current stances taken by large groups.

"I am not a fan of Red Infinity. Their careless disregard for life is not anything that can be justified. No one has the right to decide who should live or die, this includes government officials. The way that they run this planet is imbicilic. How can they believe that people will fall under their tyrany with smiling faces? If they continue on with this campaign of bloodshed and opression, they hurt the very people that they say they are trying to protect. If they alienate their own followers, how can they think that revolution will not come. They must not read the history books, it is how Red Infinity was brought about in the first place."

Daevid picks up the cup once more and drinks down some more coffee. It was nice to have someone to talk to about things.

"Yes, I suppose I do have political ideologies, it just so happens that I have problems with the ways that most parties are run. I did mention that I am not much of a "party person" after all, too many people."

He smiles at his own joke, which he is sure isn't very funny.

[St Celeste]

She pulled the bottle away and burped him gently. She took him to an empty room in the cabin and arranged the pillows to form a crib.

"Now darling one, you should rest. I am sure your day was trying and i will find your parents tomorrow. I wish i knew your name."

She layed him down and layed herself beside of one of the pillows. Her hand stroked his head and she hummed again. Trying to lull him to sleep. She had missed this with Calithin. She smiled at him.

[Patrick]

Patrick fell into a deep sleep. The humming soothed his dreams however they were still filled with cryptic messages that were beyond his infantile mental capacity. He flinched as the images of his former life played across his mind and rolled over mewing in minor distress.