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Post by longsen on Jul 12, 2005 20:13:15 GMT -5
After spending hours of walking around in Moscow, I was getting tired but decided to go to the park and rest there. I lay on the bench and look to the sky. Many things went through my minds like that guy from the Hamas Terrorist group took me and did horrible stuff to me and I wanna to forget everything in there. As soon I was found and took me here to the hospital. I kept thinking why he took me for, I mean, I am from the Sinn Fein and I was born and raised in Ireland. To me, its doesn't make sense though. So, I spent the rest of my afternoon laying on the bench in the park
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Post by Pavel Nikolaievich Kirsanov on Jul 12, 2005 20:13:37 GMT -5
Pavel wakes up. He assumes that since he is enveloped in a cloud of pot smoke, that he is at Greg and Silent Borya's house. He doesn't quite remember how he got there. He remembers being at the Black Sea, and a lot of explosions. Pavel realizes that he is probably in deep shit. He has to go back to Mr. Bessmertny. He has a quick flash of that face down in a ditch scenario which has been haunting him ever since meeting Mr. Bessmertny.
Pavel takes a shower for the first time in a month, washes up, takes a piss, and puts on some of Greg's clothes. Even though Greg is rather slim, Greg's clothes hang off of Pavel's currently emaciated body. He hasn't eaten in a long time.
Pavel goes to the kitchen and makes himself some ramen noodles. He finds Boris Deathray in the corner.
Pavel eats the noodles, and is relieved when he doesn't vomit them up. It's the first time he has been able to eat in a long time.
Pavel feels a little nauseous afterwards. He remembers what Greg and Silent Borya keep in the kitchen drawer, and Pavel wants some so badly. Pavel tries to resist, but he is weak. He is a weak little shit who will never be able to have a normal life. He will always be a drug addicted whore.
Stealing from your friends is wrong.
But... but it must be OK, because it's all Greg and Silent Borya's fault that Mr. Bessmertny might kill him now. It must be OK. Right. And he desperately wants the drugs.
Pavel goes upstairs, and grabs a backpack. He goes to the drawer, and fills the backpack with drugs and money from the kitchen drawer. He takes a few different varieties, and a syringe. He doesn't care that it is already uncapped. Pavel is going to have a personal, private party when he gets back to Mr. Bessmertny's house. It's not like Mr. Bessmertny wants him anymore anyway. It's only a matter of time until Mr. Bessmertny kills him, anyway.
Pavel leaves Greg and Silent Borya's house with Boris Deathray, and the backpack. He hails a cab to head back to Mr. Bessmertny's house, since it is too far to walk.
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Post by Salome Weil on Jul 12, 2005 20:14:35 GMT -5
I head out to my work place, which is now being run by a council of workers there. We spend the day deciding our new schedual and production, but will not be able to finalize a set wage until we see the relative cost of production and how much is sold. I feel like a very passive part of all of this, like an observer.
When I return home, I explain to Shura what my day was like and what is happening in the city.
We also discuss events in Australia for a while.
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Jul 12, 2005 20:15:40 GMT -5
I look up at Cambridge and Tom. Both of them have their own concerns, and as always I feel like I'm a burden to them. "Sure. I'll try to come in a couple of days. I just need to get some plane tickets and I'll hurry on out there." I say with a smile, and though I know I'll miss my friends here, I need to get away from them and visit my other friends...
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Post by Ilmari Hoito on Jul 12, 2005 20:19:48 GMT -5
"Great. Well, I am sure you won't regret it. I will talk to you soon then. Let me give you my address." Ilmari replies and gives her his street address and phone number. "I can clean up the other room too. Right now it is full of my aunt's beanie babies, but maybe she will let me keep them in the basement or in a closet. They don't need an entire room anyway."
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Jul 12, 2005 20:24:28 GMT -5
"Okay, I'll look foreward to it!" I say, starting to get excited about going there. "And I can just sleep on a couch if that'd be too inconveniant..." I say, since I really don't want to impose on him.
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Post by Ilmari Hoito on Jul 12, 2005 20:25:59 GMT -5
"Don't worry, don't worry, it isn't imposing on me." Ilmari assures her. "Well, have a good evening and I hope to see you soon."
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Post by Selja Hakalamaki on Jul 12, 2005 20:29:02 GMT -5
"Okay! I'll see you in a day or two." I say, and put down the handset. I turn to Tom and Cambridge and tell them that I am going to Helsinki to visit Ilmari, and from there to visit my parents, and will probaly be gone for at least a week if not two. I then go to my room and start packing...
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Post by Nea Jokinen on Jul 12, 2005 21:27:25 GMT -5
Nea looked over at Antero, her eyes still a little swollen. "Yeah. That sounds nice. Doing stuff for others instead of myself for once."
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Jul 12, 2005 21:36:31 GMT -5
Linnea woke up and put on her painters overalls and headed to the office walking in the door she noticed Garret there. "Well hello and look who we have here," Linnea smiled as she grabbed a ladder and arranged it.
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Post by Helene DeBoís on Jul 12, 2005 21:37:53 GMT -5
I guess you never know how much you miss something till its gone. Helene feels a pang of homesickness. She misses her beach house, the sand, the surf, the ocean smells... She dips her head underwater then comes back up. I miss home. Georgia, that is.
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Post by Dead Character on Jul 12, 2005 21:37:56 GMT -5
"Sounds cool. Okay, let's go." Antero says with gusto and heads downstairs for a breakfast bar. He grabs a bar and heads out the door with Nea. They head a few blocks down the street where they find a crew of people repairing shops and windows, as well as cleaning up trash. Antero grabs a bag and some gloves and gets to work picking up posters, cups, and other refuse from the protests.
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Post by Nea Jokinen on Jul 12, 2005 21:39:40 GMT -5
Nea follows Antero's lead. Grabbing a bag and gathering all the garbage. It felt good to be helping.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 12, 2005 21:41:20 GMT -5
"I suppose you have been away from home for a long time. I think I am headed to Helsinki after this, you are welcome to come along, but I understand if you might be homesick." Bassarov replies and looks out at the lake once again.
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Post by Liron Schoenberg on Jul 12, 2005 21:42:28 GMT -5
"I just thought I would stop by to take a look at this mural that you were talking about. It looks good." He says, looking at what Linnea has done so far.
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