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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jun 15, 2005 20:00:07 GMT -5
As soon as the bomb bay doors close I head back up to the flight deck and get into my seat. I see that Mischa has switched his monitor to view the explosions, and that he has a guilty look on his face. "Don't worry about it. They were our enemies. Given the chance they probaly would've done the same to us." I disengage the autopilot and enter the approach pattern to the Finnish air base.
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Post by mihoko on Jun 15, 2005 20:01:59 GMT -5
As I enter my room and closed the door behind, my cell began to ring. I took it out and found out that I have a text message from one of the members of my party.
Mihoko chan there was a bombing just recently. I want you to check it out soon.
Mari san
I put my cell on my night stand and sat down on my bed. Another bombing, god, its just like back in Japan. No matter where I go, there going to be bombings.
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Michal Rimone
Provisional Member
Israeli Kibbutznik
"If you will it, it is no dream." -Theodor Herzl
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Post by Michal Rimone on Jun 15, 2005 20:05:12 GMT -5
Michal continues to fire at Nazi planes. There are only two left now. Michal hits one. It's explosion lights up the sand, like a gigantic firework blast.
Michal feels a little uncomfortable that every time she hits a plane, she is killing someone. She is not normally a violent person. She just needs to protect Eretz Yisrael.
Michal thinks of patriotic songs. She settles on the national anthem.
"Kol od baleva, p'neima. Nefesh yehudi..."
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Post by nikolaikarpatioth on Jun 15, 2005 22:15:47 GMT -5
*Nikolai had confronted the last people left of the K street crew. He was by himself and thought it would be no big deal. He thought he would come home back to Bastet and Renet and there new child safely. The baby now knew who his father was and loved him. He took out his Desert Eagle pistol adn adored it. He bursted through the door and began shooting. Not saying a word. He just began killing. They all opened fire on him. Most missing but one shot hit his arm. Then another hit his other arm. They shot his stomach, his legs, everything. He screamed out.*
"BASTET!!!!"
*He fell to the floor bleeding and dead but they kept shooting. This wasn't an end Nikolai wanted to meet but was forced to meet it.*
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Post by bastet on Jun 15, 2005 22:36:14 GMT -5
I just stood there as they continued to shoot Nik's dead body. My eyes filled with tears and then I can feel raged inside of me.
"MURDERERS!!!!" and started shooting at them and tried to dodge thier bullets but I'm isn't faster enough. The bullets hit me in my arms, chest and legs. I then fell next to Nik's dead body.
"Nik...............thank you for loving me" and tried to grab his hand but they shooting me again. Then I was killed instantly. My last thought was my two beautifil childern
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Post by Heikki Toivonen on Jun 15, 2005 22:49:38 GMT -5
Heikki wakes up before Shura and Salome and decides to go for a walk. He is has some people to meet and he is determined to meet with Victoria later.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Jun 16, 2005 3:24:17 GMT -5
"That's horrible Selja. Hope your sister gets out of there okay." Cambridge says to her. The documentary finishes up and sie turns to Sakari.
"Well if you want that job we could walk down to the office right now and pick up an application." Sie suggests.
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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on Jun 16, 2005 3:29:23 GMT -5
"Yeah that'd be awesome..." Sakari replies. He feels bad about Selja's sister, but feels like he doesn't know her enough to comment on the situation.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Jun 16, 2005 3:34:25 GMT -5
Sakari and Cambridge leave together and start walking towards the office of the WSM.
"It's kind of strange. All of us living together. I don't know how I feel about it." sie replies.
"Well, I feel a little oppressed in all truth. I want to make everyone happy, but I can't be everything for everyone."
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Post by Hope Dayspring on Jun 16, 2005 3:42:26 GMT -5
I hear about the attack on Cal's company and go right to his office. I find that it has been moved to another building for the time being, but after some time searching I locate him.
I wait for him to allow me into his office, then enter cautiously when I am told I can enter.
"I heard about what happened. That's terrible. I hope no one was hurt. At least you are okay." I say to him as I step inside.
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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on Jun 16, 2005 3:45:44 GMT -5
"I know what you mean... I think this may be a little stifling, but I know this is also the right thing to do." Sakari replies, his hands in his pockets.
"Though we really haven't talked much, so I can't complain too much..."
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Jun 16, 2005 3:50:20 GMT -5
"Yeah its the right thing to do. Tom and Selja need me." Cambridge replies. Sie looks down the street and puts hir hand on Sakari's back. Sie kisses his cheek and keeps walking.
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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on Jun 16, 2005 3:52:48 GMT -5
Sakari feels kind of guilty about the whole situation. But he feels there is really nothing he can do about it.
"Yeah that sucks." He says.
"I guess I just can't really relate. Though I do sympathize I guess."
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Jun 16, 2005 3:54:48 GMT -5
They walk to the office and Cambridge picks Sakari up an application for the bookstore job.
"You can just fill this thing out at the apartment. It is a pretty big application." Sie says as sie returns from inside the office with a 3 page application in hir hand.
Sie hands it to him and takes his hand as they walk back. Sie doesn't say anything to him as they walk. Sie looks down from time to time, but hir expression remains blank but at the same time determined.
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jun 16, 2005 3:57:00 GMT -5
It is late when I finally get back to the apartment. Everyone is either gone or asleep. There is a mess in the living room and kitchen. I start cleaning quietly putting things away and tidying up. I think I should not stay here long. Maybe Heikki was right. I really don't know what kind of person this Zivon is.
The whole apartment is dark. Streetlights and moonlight cast an odd hue over the dishes and my face as I tidy up the kitchen. I tip toe around doing my best to wake the others if indeed they are there.
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