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Post by Nea Jokinen on May 7, 2005 19:26:21 GMT -5
"Later," she says weakly avoiding eye contact, she felt that he was still a little upset but decided she would get over it and just act normal when he got home. "Enjoy your night."
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Post by Dead Character on May 7, 2005 19:28:21 GMT -5
"Yeah, later." Antero says, then puts on his jacket and visor and heads to the pizza place. He has been a little emotionally strange lately. Even he doesn't understand how he feels.
He enters the pizzaria and is put right to work mopping since there are no deliveries.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on May 7, 2005 19:39:47 GMT -5
I run through the streets, a little upset that I don't really have any way of getting to the base, but don't think about it and instead, continue to run. As I run, I notice people in the streets seem to stare at me, and this worries me slightly, since the nearest Russian checkpoint isn't for at least another mile, but there's nothing I can do about it, so fuckit, I'm just going to continue to run... That is, unless somebody throws a rock at my head.
I suddenly feel a sharp pain on my right temple, and my running slows to a quick jog as my hand is immediately brought to the point of impact to feel what it was that happened.
Blood. Not good...
I ignore it, and continue to run, this time for my life. I look around frantically, and feel like I've been thrown in a den of wolves as the others are now staring at me, obvious who I am, even if I am only in my civilian clothes.
Finally, I arrive at the checkpoint. Seconds before a car drives in front of it and explodes.
I stand there, not in horror, but in bewilderment... Suddenly, someone grabs me by the arm, and pulls me off to the side, pulling me down on the ground like a rag doll.
"Jesus, are you alright?? Your head is bleeding." He says, looking me over. He begins to swab my forehead with something.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 7, 2005 19:40:09 GMT -5
"Ok that's fine. I can give a main idea of what is going on but I dont know a lot of fine details." Linnea said with a smile. "The more recent the art the more it has to do with history and the link is obvious most of the time." The pass a couple of paintings, and Linnea stops. "Hm here is an interesting peace. Its called. Watson and the Shark."
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on May 7, 2005 19:41:43 GMT -5
Zivon smells a strong whiff of alcohol on her breath, and hops out of bed.
"Actually Dariya, you should sober up first. You've probably been out all night, how about some coffee or something?"
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Post by Liron Schoenberg on May 7, 2005 19:42:51 GMT -5
Garret looks at the painting and thinks it looks really cool. "So like what style or period of art is this?" He asks of the painting.
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Post by dariya on May 7, 2005 19:45:25 GMT -5
I put my arms around his waist and pull him back down. I look at Heikki but am not really interested in him.
"I've been out all...night." I get under the covers and snuggle up to Heikki. Maybe I'll just sleep a little first... And I put my head on his shoulder.
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Post by Heikki Toivonen on May 7, 2005 19:49:48 GMT -5
Heikki doesn't know what to do. Before he can react, Dariya is right next to him with her head on his shoulder. He turns to Zivon and isn't sure what he should do. So he just lays there, and puts his arm over her.
"Yeah, get some rest." He says to Dariya calmly.
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Post by dariya on May 7, 2005 19:51:24 GMT -5
I close my eyes and fall asleep, snorting loudly from time to time. Maybe I will start being nicer to Heikki when I wake up.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 7, 2005 19:54:04 GMT -5
"The time period is Neoclassicism. It was based on a true story, the artist Copley, was told this by Watson. Deciding to paint it, he made it to be a piece on symbolism. And interesting enough it was painted in 1778 the year of the revolution," Linnea smiled, she enjoyed talking about the painting. "The symbols here were the naked man, Watson, he shows helplessness, and also the good verses evil. The black man at the top working with the white men shows that they shouldn't look at each differently they are all human, and the black man shows trust. He's the one holding the rope to save watson and could easily let go. It the back ground here, the masts of the ship show crosses. Copley is trying to show that they shouldn't have slaves its not Christian like."
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on May 7, 2005 19:54:12 GMT -5
Zivon smiles, and crosses his arms.
"Aww... You want something to eat Heikki? I was gonna run to the store and get another pumpkin pie or something."
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Post by Heikki Toivonen on May 7, 2005 19:57:45 GMT -5
"Whatever. I guess I will just rest" Heikki looks up and stares at the ceiling. He touches Dariya's hair and closes his eyes. He feels trapped and has no feeling at all for Dariya, but perhaps a common attachment to Zivon. "Have fun shopping."
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Post by Liron Schoenberg on May 7, 2005 19:59:14 GMT -5
"That's really interesting Linnea. You're so smart. Can you show me something from the rococco period? I know you mentioned that last time and I would like to see some peices." Garret asks as they walk along.
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on May 7, 2005 20:01:26 GMT -5
Zivon nods, and heads out the door to the grocery store.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 7, 2005 20:15:27 GMT -5
"Oh the rococo, here's one," she turned and walked a little bit. " Its called "Landscape with Paris and Oenone' and its by Claude Lorrain. This is an interesting piece cause there was another artist that developed the 'Heirarchy of compostion' and basically said only paintings that fell into the genres of mythology, religion or about an historical event were allowed to have a big canvas. And Lorrain adored Landscapes so to paint a land scape he put two mythological figures in. Paris and Oenone."
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