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Post by Aslan Shamil on Apr 3, 2005 23:58:18 GMT -5
Aslan becomes worried due to the phone call.
"What if the socialist attracts his own rescuers? What then? We can't have our plans ruined again. This wasn't supposed to work out like this."
Aslan paces, trying to figure out what they can do to remedy the situation.
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Post by Heikki Toivonen on Apr 4, 2005 0:13:35 GMT -5
Heikki walks on and tries not to put too much thought into his losses in life. He instead tries to think of something that might make him content. He decides that maybe he needs a pet. He heads to the petstore and begins to browse around for a pet that might suit him.
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Post by Nea Jokinen on Apr 4, 2005 11:06:13 GMT -5
Nea laid in bed and stared at the ceiling. She sighed and pulled the covers tighter around her. What was it? Was it just Antero in general or his looks? Maybe it was his laid back attitude. Nea didn't know, but she couldnt help herself. Turning on her side she clenched her eyes shut. "Stop it," She told herself. "Just forget it. Antero has no interest and your just going to fuck things up." Letting out another sigh she opened her eyes to look at the blank wall. After a while of pushing Antero from her mind, Nea's eyes slowly closed as she fell asleep.
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Post by Hannah on Apr 4, 2005 13:33:17 GMT -5
I arrive in Chechnya late. I am met at the trainstation by two women who look a little older than myself. Both appear to have been waiting a while. They take me back to where they are staying. It is too late to begin work, but they seem glad to have more help. They ask me any others are coming from Human Rights Watch, but I don't know. I think I am the only one for now. They seem disappointed but treat me well none the less.
The house they are staying at is small and run down, but comparatively nicer than the homes in the area. I have some dinner with the two ladies then go to my room for some needed rest.
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Apr 4, 2005 13:53:58 GMT -5
I roll over, and sand up. No one else is awake, and we should probably be getting to the airport soon. I decide the best way to wake people up is the smell of good food, but there isnt any. I lue of real food, twinkies always work.
I throw a twinkie at Tom, Sakari, and Cambridge.
"Wake up you guys. We should get going."
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Apr 4, 2005 13:57:00 GMT -5
"Thanks Lysander, I almost overslept. I'll call a cab to take us to the airport."
Cambridge picks up the phone and makes a quick call to a taxi service. Sie is told it will be about 5 minutes.
"Let's head down to the lobby and wait..." Sie says as sie grabs hir bags.
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Post by Richard on Apr 4, 2005 13:59:15 GMT -5
After the long night and the short rest, I wake up.
"It might be a good idea if we visit your F...P...C? Whatever...I have an awfull memeory when Im tired. KGB will do for now, yes? Anyway, you sugested a meating. As soon as you are up for it, so am I. Take your time though. Im in no rush."
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Apr 4, 2005 14:02:13 GMT -5
"You go ahead. Ill wait here for Tom and Sakari."
I kick Sakari in the side, gently.
"Come on, get up. We gotta go!"
I kick Sakari a bit harder. He sure is slow getting up.
"Maybe we should drag him. That'll wake him up."
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Apr 4, 2005 14:05:01 GMT -5
(We can move people)
Sakari wakes up but is too tired to say anything. Everyone heads downstairs to wait for the cab, which arrives on time and transports the group to the airport.
After checking in, they still have to wait a while for their flight.
They head towards the terminal and wait in the waiting area.
"This will be an adventure. We still don't have a plan though."
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Apr 4, 2005 14:09:04 GMT -5
"Hmm.. Maybe I have it. Ok. So, two of us go to the front, and two to the back. The two at th front will somehow distract the Chechnians, and the two comign from the back will find Mr. Bassarov and rescue him. I think Sakari would be a good distraction, when he wakes up."
I smile at him. I think lazy people are funny. Thats why Im so comical.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Apr 4, 2005 14:14:32 GMT -5
"Yeah, Or both teams work to rescue him by entering at different places in the building while Sakari distracts the terrorists himself." Cambridge suggests.
Their flight is called and all are asked to board. Sie picks up hir bag and lines up with the others. Soon they are all aboard the plane and bound for Russia.
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Apr 4, 2005 14:18:21 GMT -5
I sit down in my seat.
"Yah, thats a better Idea."
I chuckle, thinking of what Sakari might do.
"That exactly what we sould do. Great tamwork!"
I lightly punch Sakari, and he grunts. Still sleepy.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Apr 4, 2005 14:21:36 GMT -5
"At least this flight is only a few hours. The train ride will be killer. That will be about 5 hours I think...and kind of dangerous. But, we can handle it."
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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Apr 4, 2005 14:24:46 GMT -5
"Well, it is a chance we must take for Mr. Bassarov. You know, I dont even know who he is."
My stomach rumbles. Just in time, the stewardess come by, handing out penunts.
"Sweet! I love these!"
I open th package and start shoving them in my mouth.
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Post by Cambridge Brackenfield on Apr 4, 2005 14:33:40 GMT -5
The flight attendant comes by later with food and drinks. Cambridge has a Dr. Pepper and eats hir meal with zeal. Sie was hungrier than sie thought.
"I don't think air line food is that bad really."
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