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Post by shizue on Jun 14, 2005 8:23:57 GMT -5
I hold her as I stop crying a bit. I'm feel bad of accused her of lying.
"I'm sorry.........sorry.........I shouldn't call you a liar. It just that I was raised with sadnesss from my mother. She wasn't there for me when I was a kid. She always drunk when I get home from school......"
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Post by linkin on Jun 14, 2005 8:30:10 GMT -5
I walk through the quiet streets of London. I'm really happy that not many people isn't out at this late of the night. Then I heard explosions not far from here. I followed the explosions but by the time I got there, the explosions made a mess from some buildings but no one didn't get hurt or killed. I was relieved a bit. I started walking down the streets, ignoring the people's startes.
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Jun 14, 2005 10:00:28 GMT -5
After Helene steps out, I decide to walk over to Bassarov's room.
I knock on his door.
"Valodya?"
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Post by Gene Stabler on Jun 14, 2005 10:05:31 GMT -5
After dealing with Mary, I put two of my best men in charge of her. I take a plane back to my office in washington, and walk up to my office.
I take a seat, and take a long deserved brake.
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Post by stacy on Jun 14, 2005 13:49:37 GMT -5
*Stacy took Shizue by the hand and sat back down at the seats with her. She rested her head on Shizue's shoulder and started to fall asleep.*
"So...sleepy..."
*Stacy smiled as her eyes closed and she started to sing.*
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Post by Nea Jokinen on Jun 14, 2005 14:12:12 GMT -5
Nea stirred, the room was dimly lit, and Antero's arm was still draped over her. It made her smile. Glancing up at the clock it was still early so she decided that she could sleep a little longer or just lay there. Snuggling back under Antero's chin, Nea could smell the scent she caught before. He smelled so good. Laying there, feeling the warmth from his body, and the smell of him made a familar drowsiness fall over her and she soon fell asleep again.
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Post by Pavel Nikolaievich Kirsanov on Jun 14, 2005 15:17:09 GMT -5
Pavel has cleaned himself up as best he can. His hair is still impossible tangled from being neglected for so long.
He walks over to the room where Kashei and Marie are, and knocks on the door. Pavel's hand shakes as he does so, and he is even paler than usual.
In his mind, all he can think is Need a fix, need a fix, need a fix...
He is currently debating with himself whether he should do this. He certainly doesn't have the will power to decide to go to rehab.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jun 14, 2005 18:14:35 GMT -5
Bassarov was still on the phone with Katrina when Lysander came knocking at his door. He goes to the door to and let's Lysander in.
"Oh hey Lysander."
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Post by Kaschei Bessmertny on Jun 14, 2005 18:20:07 GMT -5
Kaschei hears a knock at the door and is at first annoyed, but when he opens it, he is surprised to see that it is Pavel.
"Pavel, I had forgotten all about you."
He loooks over the young prostitute who looks even more sickly than when he first brought him into his home. Without thinking, he takes a step back from Pavel because of his gaunt appearance.
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Post by Pavel Nikolaievich Kirsanov on Jun 14, 2005 18:35:45 GMT -5
Pavel's left hand won't stop twitching. He clasps his hands, and thinks of Boris Deathray. If he can't do this for himself, he should do this for his dog.
"I think... Can I borrow some money? I think I should go to rehab," Pavel says quickly.
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Michal Rimone
Provisional Member
Israeli Kibbutznik
"If you will it, it is no dream." -Theodor Herzl
Posts: 96
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Post by Michal Rimone on Jun 14, 2005 18:44:44 GMT -5
Michal aims her anti-aircraft gun, and fires. She hits something, and it explodes in midair. One of the flaming bits has about half a swastika on it.
Michal aims, and fires again.
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Post by shizue on Jun 14, 2005 18:45:22 GMT -5
I lay my head on top of hers and started to feel sleepy a bit by Stace's singing.
"I like your singing Stace but I still love you very much, no matter what..........." and I wrap my arms around her.
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Trish Dumas
Card Carrying Member
Music Television Station Owner
Posts: 131
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Post by Trish Dumas on Jun 14, 2005 18:46:32 GMT -5
*Trsh walkled into her headquarters from her Stretch-Hummer H2. The Hummer had a flame paint job. She paid the valet to park it in the reserved spot. She walked in and gently pressed the button on the elevator and went to the pent house floor. She slowly walked in swaying her hips from side to side. She went to her desk and looked at the listings for the day. She was satisfied adn nodded to the secretary. She intput the listings in the computer. Their station justy started a year ago and she was already making millions. Trish laughed and messed around with some papers on her desk.*
"Today will be fun..."
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Post by Kaschei Bessmertny on Jun 14, 2005 18:49:10 GMT -5
"Rehab? You wish to go to rehab?" Kaschei questions. He turns to Maria to see what she thinks.
"I don't trust those places."
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Post by stacy on Jun 14, 2005 18:50:41 GMT -5
*Soon enough, The plane landed. Stacy had the cabby get the stuff and walked off the plane holding Shizue's hand looking for Jerry.*
"Where is he?"
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