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Post by Aleksandra Odinsova on Jun 20, 2005 15:44:47 GMT -5
I board the plane and leave for Russia. I think that Harper and Hiisi can handle things.
I think about Lysander. I do miss him, but, if he can't be mine, then, I will make sure he is miserable and that no one else can have him either.
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Jun 20, 2005 15:50:22 GMT -5
I shake my head, And mock pulling my hair out of it's sockets.
"My ex... she formulated, as far as I can tell, this whole thing! She was being all nice, and then goes to talking about capitalists taking over here cause of the flu! I don't know how she did it, but im sure she is responsable!"
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jun 20, 2005 15:53:44 GMT -5
Zivon has been remarkably on edge lately, more so than normal. He's been chain smoking all day.
"Fuck, I hate smoking... Not as much as I hate cops..." I say, letting out a stifled cough at the end of the sentence. I'm not quite used to smoking, since I seldom do it, though my coughing has been cut down significantly.
Zivon paces back and forth around the warehouse.
"I've got a place we could stay in Russia. What do you three want to do?" I ask, spitting out the remainder of my cigarette. I think I've had my nicotine fix for now.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jun 20, 2005 15:54:26 GMT -5
"That's impossible. I don't think that the capitalists would stoop that low. And how would they do something like that..." Bassarov wonders.
"Well maybe they would try something like that, but I don't think it has ever been done before."
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jun 20, 2005 15:58:10 GMT -5
"I've never been to Russia before. That is a nice idea, Zivon." I reply to him. I have been quiet all this time. I hope they don't mind having me around. I don't really seem like the kind of person they would hang out with.
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Jun 20, 2005 16:00:38 GMT -5
I shake my head.
"Idiot Capitalists."
I am so angry; I lie back on the bed and just gaze at the ceiling.
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Post by Maria Bessmertny on Jun 20, 2005 16:04:12 GMT -5
Maria sings to herself as she walks through the forest in the back of their mansion. She used to pick flowers out here, until she had earned her deep respect for the earth, and made a vow not to disturb anything until it had passed through its natural course. She examines the diamonds that Maciavelli had given her, and lets out a soft sigh.
She walks back to the mansion, her hands behind her back, and still singing to herself. Her knees and palms are muddy from the random kneeling down to examine the occasional ant hill.
Once inside, she makes herself some food in the kitchen, namely, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, because it reminds her of her childhood, and how the nannies used to make them for her.
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Post by Punch and Judy Libertine on Jun 20, 2005 16:06:29 GMT -5
"I think smoking makes you a Mr. Crankypants!" Judy says, doing a handstand.
"But OK, Russia sounds nifty. I'll book us all some first class plane tickets."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jun 20, 2005 16:08:08 GMT -5
"Even if they made some short term gain, it would fail in the long run. If they managed to take power, the people would not support it. Especially if the capitalists gave them some disease! Seriously, if a person must go to these extremes for power, it will not last long. They do not have popular support." Bassarov says with a yawn.
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Post by Pavel Nikolaievich Kirsanov on Jun 20, 2005 16:09:14 GMT -5
"Um... Hey Zhar, do you want to listen to some music or something?" Pavel asks meekly. He doesn't want to bug Zhar or anything. Zhar is really nice.
Pavel stops eating the jellybeans after he notices that half of the bag is gone. He doesn't want to eat all of Zhar's jellybeans. That would be rude.
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jun 20, 2005 16:12:03 GMT -5
I giggle at Judy's comment. I feel like I don't belong with them, but I am too afraid to leave, especially since Peter is after me.
"Thanks again for helping me, I am not sure what Peter wanted, but it was nice that you fought him. Punch and Judy are really good at fighting."
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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 20, 2005 16:13:55 GMT -5
"The Real World is an American television show, right? We only have one television on the kibbutz which is rarely used. I am not very familiar with most pop culture," Michal explains. "It is a good TV show?"
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jun 20, 2005 16:14:12 GMT -5
Zivon is annoyed at Judy's comment, but doesn't want to say anything. Partially because Helvi's here. The nicotine fix that he had a few moments ago is now gone, and he is already hunting for another cigarette. He pulls out an empty pack, and puts it back into his pocket.
"Fuck. Let's just go to a gas station or something. Punch, do you have that five bucks you owe me by the way?" I ask. This was a debt from several years ago, which is probably already paid off by now. Nevertheless, I need cash for cigarettes.
"I'd feel a little paranoid using my card."
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jun 20, 2005 16:17:40 GMT -5
"Why did Dariya do that? She must not like you very much." I say to Zivon. This whole situation is very worrisome. And I am very hungry. My stomach grumbles.
I search my purse for a breakfast bar, but only come up with some gum. I guess that is better than nothing.
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Post by Punch and Judy Libertine on Jun 20, 2005 16:18:20 GMT -5
"Thank yooooou!" Judy says in a funny sounding, high pitched voice.
Punch shrugs, and takes out an unopened box of cigarettes, which he tosses to Zivon.
"Punch figured you'd want some, so we picked up a box on the way. He thought you might like them more than flowers. I found some really pretty ones too. Black tulips! Except they're not really black or anything. They're kind of a purple-y color, like a bruise. Speaking of which... Owwie. Mr. Peter was definitely nasty. I've got a bunch of bruises, and so does Punch!"
Judy pauses.
"That's cuz Dariya's a B-I-T-C-H," Judy says, spelling out the word.
"And not the cool kind either. She is such a materialist."
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