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Post by Hope Dayspring on Jun 27, 2005 18:13:17 GMT -5
"That about sums it up."
"I have had rotten luck convincing anyone of anything, but I do have faith that we don't need revolution to acheive socialism. I feel that with reforms to capitalism, we could change it so that it is more beneficial to working people."
"But I am sure you have all heard this before."
"It is nice to meet all of you. I heard about what happened in Venezuela and am glad that you are all well."
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on Jun 27, 2005 18:15:30 GMT -5
I can't help but be caught up in this, and wrap my arms around her as well. In doing so, my own eyes begin to tear up...
"Salome..." I whisper, resting my head on her shoulder, then gently push her back.
"What about me..? You think I like being so damn codependent?" I say, my eyes glare despite the tears falling out of them. I must look so pathetic.
I shake my head and look away.
"I'm sorry, it's not your fault..." I wipe my face.
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Post by Salome Weil on Jun 27, 2005 18:17:53 GMT -5
"I suppose we can talk things over. I just wanted to get away quickly so I wouldn't have to think about it." I explain as I step away from the thinning line. "I'm sorry, I don't know. I was being too headstrong." I say as I start walking with him. I feel ashamed for wanting to leave and ashamed that he came here for me.
I feel like a child who ran away from home but only went out to the woods nearby. Dinner came and they wandered back when they were hungry, not resolved to stay out there forever as they had intended to.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jun 27, 2005 18:19:27 GMT -5
Bassarov doesn't wish to be rude to Hope, though he really doesn't agree with her politically and thinks that she is politically in bed with capitalism. "You won't convince me of much Hope, but feel free to talk to the others."
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Post by Hope Dayspring on Jun 27, 2005 18:21:34 GMT -5
"My main worry is that revolution could screw things up, or that, maybe this world revolution you are talking about is impossible."
"I just, well, wonder why you don't look to reforms, which have done a number of good things for Western Europe."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jun 27, 2005 18:22:34 GMT -5
Since Bassarov is normally the one to answer political questions, he decides to see if Lysander, Katrina, or maybe even Sonny can answer Hope's questions.
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Post by longsen on Jun 27, 2005 18:38:09 GMT -5
Music of Audioslave blaring throughout my apartment as I am working on Sinn Fein Web page. I have been working on it for 4 days straight without any sleep. I pratically live on caffine. After another couple of more hours, I have finally finished with this bloody web page. I thought that I am getting some sleep but I was so wrong. As I jump onto my messy twin bed, my cell began to ring.
"Bloody hell..........: and grabbed my cell and answered it.
"Allo?" I answered with my mixed scottish/irish accent.
"Hey Sen, its me, Lyssa. How are you?"
"Shit.....because that damn web page for 4 straight days without sleep."
"Did you took any breaks at all?"
"No......."
"Well you should. Anyway......the reason why I called you Sen is that I wanna know if you wanna go clubbing with us?"
"I can't Lyssa. I really needed some sleep. Maybe I can go clubbing with you next time."
"Alright then." We said good byes and hung up. I lay back onto my bed and quickly dozed off to sleep.
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Post by Shurochka Kropotkin on Jun 27, 2005 18:38:39 GMT -5
As we walk back to my car, I feel a thick silence between us, that's almost tangible. I hop into my car, Salome just behind, and start it up.
Now that I'm behind the wheel, I have this feeling of safety, since I can concentrate on the road.
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Post by virusbassarov on Jun 27, 2005 18:40:37 GMT -5
I smile, and say
"Well I guess we'll just walk around for a bit then huh?"
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Post by Salome Weil on Jun 27, 2005 18:42:03 GMT -5
I keep quiet as we drive, feeling guilt and shame. I feel like I was being naughty and now am going back home. I know it isn't like that. I know that we both love each other and he just wants me to stay here. I want to stay here as well, which is exactly why I must go.
"I'm sorry Shura. I should have said something. I just wanted to go on the momentum of these thoughts and doubts. Are you angry?"
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Post by Hailey Murry on Jun 27, 2005 18:53:56 GMT -5
sounds fine to me
i sort of giggle than turn back after i have stopped blushing and look up at him, though we are hte same age he is taller than me by a lot.
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jun 27, 2005 19:38:29 GMT -5
I finish my breakfast, trying to avoid eye contact with Mischa. Personally I'm fine with what we did, but I'm worried that he might not be. I don't want to lose him as a friend... I stand up and say "Well I think we're going to be going to Russia. The Chechnyans are starting to step up their activities again."
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Post by virusbassarov on Jun 27, 2005 19:43:35 GMT -5
"So what do you care to talk about?"
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Post by Hailey Murry on Jun 27, 2005 19:45:28 GMT -5
i don't know, right now i have no idea, what about you.
she again looked up to him, but didn't take her eyes off his.
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Post by virusbassarov on Jun 27, 2005 19:52:43 GMT -5
"Hmmm, I'm not to sure either. Which is wierd, I almost always have something to talk about..."
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