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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jun 20, 2005 17:31:07 GMT -5
Zivon parks the car in a random place in the garage, knowing full well that he's probably going to have to abandon it. He doesn't really care, since it's a piece of shit anyways, but he has some sentimental attachment to it. He doesn't tell anyone, since it's stupid to have sentiment about anything, a car especially.
"Yeah sorry Punch, I always forget about that... It's just weird that any of my friends would have money." I reply.
"Yeah what's wrong with airplanes?" Zivon asks after Judy's done with her airplane impression. "We'll get nice seats, and it's not that long of a flight anyways. Besides, I'm sure there's some in flight movie we could collectively make fun of."
I notice that Helvi's been quiet most of the time, and before I can say anything, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. Someone left a message. It was Victoria. I let out an unconscious sigh of relief that she can't see me, and close my phone.
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Jun 20, 2005 17:31:23 GMT -5
"Well, this will make for an interesting trip I can say this right now." Keitoleinen says as he gets into the car.
"So how old are you Hailie?"
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Post by Hailey Murry on Jun 20, 2005 17:31:44 GMT -5
Ya i know, and i am 20
she smiles than walks to the car and getting in waiting for eric to tell them were 'e is going and who 'e is picking up.
and how old are you.
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Post by linkin on Jun 20, 2005 17:32:32 GMT -5
I look at Stacey entered the main room.
"Hello, Stacey............our reason why we are here in your home is that we are gonna about personal business......."
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Jun 20, 2005 17:33:33 GMT -5
"I don't mind sitting in the back." Keitoleinen replies to her.
"I am ancient. I won't tell you how old I am, but older than 45." He says with a laugh.
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Post by Hailey Murry on Jun 20, 2005 17:36:54 GMT -5
well than, i don't mind.
she sat down and waited looking to eric than back to jumala.
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jun 20, 2005 17:37:21 GMT -5
"I get very nervous on flights, but only the take off and landing. I am not good on planes." I say to them with a sigh. I dig into my pocket and pull out some money. I buy myself a giant salted pretzel with cheese sauce.
"Anyone want a little of my pretzel?"
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Post by Eric "Bug" Johnson on Jun 20, 2005 17:37:56 GMT -5
I get a creepy feeling from Keitoleinen, but don't say anything.
"Her name's Marla. She's ah, she's... She's, um... An assistant, of mine, an assistant..." I say, making circles with my hand. I don't know why it was so difficult to explain who she was.
I pull around the corner quickly, and slam on the brakes, where she is sitting outside. I hadn't seen her without her wheelchair until now, and am taken aback by how different her aura has become. It's more confident. I wave to her, leaning over Keitoleinen, but being especially careful not to touch him.
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Post by Hailey Murry on Jun 20, 2005 17:39:39 GMT -5
ok than,
i wonder if she 'is his........ but don't say anything and just look to 'er.
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Jun 20, 2005 17:40:10 GMT -5
"I wish I had an assistant. But I scared all of them away, or they had to be fired when they refused to sleep with me. Some people are too uptight." Keitoleinen says with a shrug. He doesn't pay much attention to Marla.
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Post by Punch and Judy Libertine on Jun 20, 2005 17:40:45 GMT -5
Punch shrugs, and puts his hands in his pockets.
"I dunno. He just doesn't like 'em," Judy says, scrunching up her face.
They go to the desk, buy their tickets, and check their bags. Zivon and Helvi didn't have tome to grab their stuff, so they don't have anything to check.
"We'll buy you guys some stuff, since your old stuff is still at Zivon's house. In post-communist keleptocracy Russia, stuff buy you!"
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Post by Hailey Murry on Jun 20, 2005 17:43:09 GMT -5
she looks to jumala than moves back into 'er seat waiting to marla. than looking to eric.
(soz don't know what to post)
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Post by stacy on Jun 20, 2005 17:44:38 GMT -5
"And what personal busines would that be?"
*Stacy sat down in a scared fashion.*
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Post by Marla Green/Boo Radley on Jun 20, 2005 17:46:07 GMT -5
Marla puts her things in the trunk. She walks with her shoulder's tensed, and her head down. She gets into the front seat, and notices that there are other people in the car. Marla raises her eyebrow questioningly at Eric.
"Hello, I'm Marla Green. I work for Eric," she says easily. She doesn't particularly care if people know, but she knows that Eric does.
((I've got to go. Be back in an hour or two))
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Jun 20, 2005 17:46:17 GMT -5
"Don't worry Haillie, you have no reason to fear me. I am really not as horrible as I sound." He assures her.
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