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Post by Lysander Bassarov on Jun 7, 2005 17:51:08 GMT -5
"Don't mention it, anytime. I like helping people. Especialy ones that are easy on the eyes."
I continue walking.
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Post by stacy on Jun 7, 2005 17:52:35 GMT -5
*Stacy looked up. Tears still flowing.*
"She calls me just to yell and make fun of me. She thinks it is bad to be what I am. A lesbian..."
*Stacy baried her head in her hands and cried.*
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Post by shizue on Jun 7, 2005 17:56:33 GMT -5
"Well.........your mom is a ass then. She should go to hell for that. My mom doesn't care if I am bi but she always get drunk and be abusive towards me though." I took out my hankerchief and gave it to Stacey.
"To tell you a truth, I think you are cute but thats my view on you..........."
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Post by stacy on Jun 7, 2005 17:58:27 GMT -5
*Stacy took the handkerchief and wiped away the tears. She sniffled a bit. She smiled at Shizue and blinked for a second. The club would be opening in a few hours.*
"Thanks Shizue. Do you really think that?"
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Post by Hope Dayspring on Jun 7, 2005 17:58:45 GMT -5
"I am in love with someone else. But thanks anyway. I do appreciate the flattery." I reply to Lysander.
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jun 7, 2005 18:01:30 GMT -5
I recieve orders from Kolov that the HOLY group he was trying to fund has now become a liability. I grab my flight suit, and another for Mischa sized according to the dimensions the Russians gave us. I walk to his barracks and throw open the door without knocking. "Okay, we have work. Strip down to your skivvies and put this on." I say as I toss him the flight suit.
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Post by shizue on Jun 7, 2005 18:02:42 GMT -5
"Yes I really do, and if I am not, I would have called you a ugly fat cow but I didn't. Like I said, you look cute........." Then the waiter brought our food and placed them in front of us.
"Lets dig in Stacey..........." and started eating my udon.
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Post by stacy on Jun 7, 2005 18:04:52 GMT -5
*Stacy smiled Thanks god! I have a chance with her! she thought as she cut into her duck and began to eat it.*
"I think you are cute too Rousseau..."
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Post by Gabriel on Jun 7, 2005 18:05:24 GMT -5
Gabriel was sitting in the HOLY compound in Texas watching CBN and drinking his morning coffee. CBN was the only thing they were alowed to watch at the compound. Other shows were too sexual, violent, or secular. He didn't mind, the way he figured it, if it wasn't Christian, than it wasn't worth watching.
He remembers his youth pastor. His youth pastor said that sometimes Christians listening to mainstream music and watch mainsteam television because it isn't all bad.
Then he made an analogy of a brownie. He said, what if he made the brownie with all of the regular ingredients, but added a little dog shit. The brownie wouldn't be ALL bad, but would you eat it?
So Gabriel did what he could to live by the Truth and by the laws of the Truth.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on Jun 7, 2005 18:09:02 GMT -5
I stand up, and am a little surprised to see the flight suit. I decide not to ask questions, and modestly change into the flight suit.
"Ah so, I've never had to change into a flight suit when I rode on cargo planes and whatnot... So where are we going that requires a flight suit?" I ask.
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Post by shizue on Jun 7, 2005 18:09:56 GMT -5
"Thanks.......not many people, guy or girl never said that to me before and I always thought because the way I dress." As I continued to eat my udon, I thought maybe I can asked her out but I kept thinking that she already has a girlfriens."
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Post by weatherman on Jun 7, 2005 18:11:14 GMT -5
Over the past few days the working people of Caracas have been recieving new broadcasts from the ISPV's pirate radio. Additionally, ISPV community groups have been setting up basic facilities (such as the daycare) to help the community and youth groups have been helping to mobilize the workers for action.
Today Cornelius has sent invitations to all the labor organizations and worker commitees operating in Caracas to come to an assembly at a warehouse in the industrial district. A general invitation is also sent out to all the working peoples of Caracas in fliers and posters throughout the area.
The assembly is to take place two days from now.
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jun 7, 2005 18:11:30 GMT -5
"Yes. Do you get airsick easialy, or have circulation problems?" I ask him. Of course the flight suit is also called a G-suit, and it contains several air bladders to prevent the blood from draining into your feet during hard maneuvers.
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Post by stacy on Jun 7, 2005 18:12:29 GMT -5
*She finished her duck rather quickly. She wanted to ask rousseau out but had no good idea to hide it then remebered the credential. She quickly got rid of that and passed Rousseau a V.I.P pass to the night club.*
"Meet me at my V.I.P area at my night club. We can talk privately there."
*I drank some of my wayter and waited for her response.*
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Post by shizue on Jun 7, 2005 18:15:05 GMT -5
I grab the VIP pass from her and look at her.
"Sure.........I can make it by then." I quickly finished my udon, paid the waiter and left the resturant.
"Are you going back to your club or hang out with me a bit more?
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May the Brits, Socialism, and Clasic Rock and Roll live forever!
