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Post by toivo on Mar 15, 2005 23:04:16 GMT -5
A few cars drive by, honking, and giving thumbs up. Not too many middle fingers or other not so friendly gestures. One of the union leaders approach us.
"Oh hi there, are you from Finland as well?" She asks Joutsen.
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Post by tounela on Mar 15, 2005 23:08:09 GMT -5
I shake the union leader's hands.
"Yes, I from Finland as well. I serve on the parliament there. I really think the labor party is doing a rotten job. I am hoping that we can fill the vacuum of the party truly interested in workers."
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Post by alanis on Mar 15, 2005 23:10:31 GMT -5
Machial watches as a man and a women head into the bar. She noticed how they glanced at her and thought it would be best to go inside. She walked in hearing the chatter once more. She heads back to the bar and gulpped down the third glass. " GOd could this place be anything louder" she said half to herself half out loud.
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Post by Ariel "Sheva" Zinner on Mar 15, 2005 23:13:50 GMT -5
Ariel enters the Russian mess hall. She arrives a few days ago, and has suffiently adjusted to the time change. She has come to advise the Russians on counter-terrorist measures. Originally, she was supposed to meet with a general or something, but unfortunately, they do not seem to take her very seriously, and have scheduled her to meet with some low-ranking low life soldier. Apparently, the Russians don't know that Americans go to Israel to train to fight terrorists. She is somewhat irritated as she walks up to the mess table where the person she was sent to meet is munching away on his pizza. His superior had some sort of stupid comment about 'The fag needing to learn how to fight.' She remembers that the man reeked of beets.
"Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov? My name is Ariel. I was sent to meet with you about counter-terrorism operations. I apologize if Russian not so good. I am still in process of learning Russian," she says with a heavy Israeli accent. She is in uniform currently. She taps her gloved fingers on the table in an irritated manner.
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Post by toivo on Mar 15, 2005 23:16:51 GMT -5
"Oh wow, you're a member of parliment? A pleasure to meet you, it's good to know that we have support all the way from Finland!" She says jubilantly. They converse for awhile, then she retreats back into the rank and file members, while we stay out in the sympathizer's section.
"I'm surprised to see such a turnout here, maybe things can work out for the Americans."
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Post by tounela on Mar 15, 2005 23:21:56 GMT -5
I assumed the woman was Finnish, and became disappointed upon learning that she was just an american. There really isn't anything I can do here for them. I frown and figure that I confused her with my mention of the Finnish labor party, a party which I have grown to dislike.
I smile non the less, and grasp the sign with my boney fingers.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on Mar 15, 2005 23:23:30 GMT -5
I look up, seeing an Israeli standing before me. What's this, counter-terrorism all the way from Israel? Nobody tells me anything...
"Oh, hello there." I say, wiping my hands on a napkin. "Yeah I'm Mikhael, nice to meet you." I say, as though I had been caught doing something I shouldn't have. My mind was still in solitary mode, so I'm struggling to make sense of things, and get back on track. I extend my hand for her to shake.
"Your Russian is good, and sorry if I seem a little confused here... I was just notified about working with the Americans, and I'm not surprised that they didn't mention the Israelis."
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Post by Cynthia "Sparkles" Twostars on Mar 15, 2005 23:25:34 GMT -5
Cynthia notices the cop sit down beside her, she's already beginning to get a little tipsy at this point. "Hey you, come here often? How about he buys you a drink?" She says, pointing to Peter.
(to mories)
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Post by tounela on Mar 15, 2005 23:31:42 GMT -5
I leave the labor leader and walk back over to Toivo. I feel tired in this hot sun, I will surely get sun burnt, even in this time of year. I wipe some sweat from my brow.
"Toivo, I swear I am melting out here. But I admire all of you, standing out here in the wicked sun. I think I need some shade, I am feeling light headed. Would you be a doll and walk me back. I would hate to collapse from this mid day heat."
It isn't that warm, but to me it is swealtering.
"Why California? I say the next convention should be in Rekjavik...or better yet, Helsinki." I say as I grasp his arm for support. I claw my french manicure into his slender arm for balance.
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Post by Sakari Lehtinen on Mar 15, 2005 23:32:02 GMT -5
The meeting ends, and people are in much higher spirits than what they were at the end of the other meeting. Everything is settled. The comrades who weren't at the 5:00 meeting would be notified of what was decided.
"Alright, I'm going to head back to my room for the night. Goodnight mister Bassarov." I say, patting Valodya on the back as though I were consoling him.
Once he gets back to the hotel, he sees Cambridge there, waiting at the door. He waves.
"Hey."
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Post by Ariel "Sheva" Zinner on Mar 15, 2005 23:34:55 GMT -5
"Well, I am suprised. Apparently, Americans forgot to tell you we train them," Ariel says, shaking Mikhael's hand briskly. "I suppose it is better, so that terrorist spies do not hear. At least they know who to be afraid of."
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Mar 15, 2005 23:35:10 GMT -5
"Did you find out anything at the meeting?" Cambridge asks Sakari as he approaches hir. Sie is a little confused by hir encounter with Selja.
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Post by alanis on Mar 15, 2005 23:36:30 GMT -5
Machial stares at the women then looking over her shoulder, where she was pointing at the man. " No im quiet alright. I can buy my own drinks and yes i do come here often.". Machial say as she held glass another in her hand and stareing at the fluided inside.
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Post by toivo on Mar 15, 2005 23:39:13 GMT -5
I squint my eyes as her nails dig into my arm. My hand pats her iron grip, causing her grip to loosen.
"It is a bit warm out here... I'll give you one of my patented back massages when we get back to your hotel." I say, jubilantly.
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Post by Ariel "Sheva" Zinner on Mar 15, 2005 23:39:55 GMT -5
((I have to get off for the night. Goodnight everyone.))
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