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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Jun 5, 2005 19:55:18 GMT -5
"What the heck are you two on? Im so confused..."
I stand up and take a few steps before staring back at teh both of me. Then, I start thinking. She sais something like that to me too... said I was Bass's son.. maybe shes from some parallel universe. Freaky.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on Jun 5, 2005 19:55:49 GMT -5
The voice of any superior always makes me jump ten feet into the air, even more so when it's yelled. Aside from jumping out of my skin, my heart pounds against my ribcage, and I immediately stand at attention.
"Ahh, yes, yes..." I say, then naturally stand at ease.
"Ah sorry I was late, sir..." I reply, then scratch my head.
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jun 5, 2005 19:57:50 GMT -5
I grab his left wrist, and look at his watch. "You aren't late, your watch is two minutes fast. So how's the hangover now?" I ask. Personally I've never had a hangover, since the only alcohol I've ever drank was part of a medicinal mixture.
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Post by Liron Schoenberg on Jun 5, 2005 19:59:19 GMT -5
"It came from a frozen concentrate." Brandon replies. "I am just saying, what do we really know. Take sexual morality for instance. In different societies there were different sexual morals. Like, in ancient Egypt homosexuals, transgendered, and incestuous marriage were all socially acceptable. In ancient India, bestiality and necrophelia were socially acceptable. And today in Papau New Guinea there is a tribe where boys suck the..well, they do sexual acts with older men for spiritual power. So what is right and wrong?"
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Post by Helene DeBoís on Jun 5, 2005 19:59:22 GMT -5
Helene keeps staring at Hope but... she doesn't feel anything. Nothing at all. Hope... can I talk to you? In the bathroom? I just thought about some hair dye that I dunno will look good on me. Helene stands up and starts walking towards it. The harder she stared at Hope, the more confused Helene becomes.
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Post by Hope Dayspring on Jun 5, 2005 20:00:52 GMT -5
I follow her into the bathroom, but I can not tell her any of my secrets.
"Yes, so what about that hairdye?"
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Jun 5, 2005 20:01:41 GMT -5
"Hold on! For once in my life, I think ive figured something out. Helene... YOu wait your turn. Hope, do you have anything to tell us?"
I put my hands on my hips, rather sternly.
They walk away, nothing I can do. Oh, well. I slump down on the floor, doing my bes tot listen to them
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Post by Helene DeBoís on Jun 5, 2005 20:02:26 GMT -5
Helene closes and locks the door then turns to look at Hope. She just has to know how she knows...
How do you know about Deetric?
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Post by Hope Dayspring on Jun 5, 2005 20:03:52 GMT -5
"As I said, at one time in my life I met another woman named Helene and she was with a man named Deetric. You remind me of her, so I made an honest mistake." I reply to her.
I feel uncomfortable answering anything.
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Post by Cris Mason on Jun 5, 2005 20:04:52 GMT -5
I can't help but cringe a little. "Well personally I try to follow the morals that I was taught, though I'm not always successful..."
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Post by Liron Schoenberg on Jun 5, 2005 20:07:32 GMT -5
"But it's all relative. Like say you were taught not to have sex with sheep. But is having sex with a sheep any worse than eating a leg of mutton? I mean, at least the sheep lives. Not that I am for bestiality, but I am just making a point. The morals we are taught by society bear such contradictions that upon examination, how can anyone really believe them?" Brandon questions.
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Jun 5, 2005 20:07:35 GMT -5
((gtg, night all))
I slump down to the ground, and listen to what they say. Somehow, I end up falling asleap right there.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on Jun 5, 2005 20:07:38 GMT -5
I examine my watch myself, and then let out a laugh, mostly of relief.
"Ah it's getting better... I had a prarie oyster to help me with my hangover. Eggs, tomato juice, and worchester sauce. I didn't even know I had all of these things in my hotel room, but apparently last night I knew I'd need one." I reply.
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Post by Helene DeBoís on Jun 5, 2005 20:07:59 GMT -5
Helene continues to stare hard at Hope. Your lying to me. I have dreams of a man named Deetric. Always a tall man with a mask on half of his face... Helene is lying about them being dreams but then, so is Hope so she doesn't feel as bad.
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Post by Hope Dayspring on Jun 5, 2005 20:10:11 GMT -5
"Then maybe you have met him before and don't remember or you will meet him as well. I am not sure." I reply to her.
"I really don't know."
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