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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jul 15, 2005 2:13:39 GMT -5
I take the tissue and blow my nose. I wipe my eyes and turn to Zivon, but then look down real quick.
"I am going to my room." I announce and leave for upstairs. Once in my room I hug my stuffed Panda.
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Post by Salome Weil on Jul 15, 2005 2:18:50 GMT -5
I watch Helvi leave and sigh.
"There has been too much drama around here lately. Why, I don't blame those involved, but really, it gets to be a bit much." I say to Zivon.
I smile weakly at him and cross my arms.
"How are things going with your sister and what not? I am sure it must be terribly shocking for you."
"Shura was in an orphanage. I wonder if he has family."
"I often times think that I would like to marry him, but then have to remind myself that I don't believe in marriage. And who would do it? Surely not the church and state!"
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Post by ssx on Jul 15, 2005 2:19:30 GMT -5
Kaschei was walking to his office when he passed Svetlana in the hall. He normally doesn't waste his time talking to the prostitutes that work for him, but he is in a friendlier mood today.
"Wake up, or at least go to your room." He orders her.
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Post by dead character on Jul 15, 2005 2:20:49 GMT -5
While the others are talking in the other room, Lilia falls asleep on the couch. She curls up into a little ball, and in her sleep she whispers strange things. Her eyes flutter and she cries a little as though she is having a very sad and horrible dream. But then, she later smiles and says Shura's name. She cuddles the throw pillow and mutters a few happy words.
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Post by Kaschei Bessmertny on Jul 15, 2005 2:23:25 GMT -5
"Have you been making much money for us?" Kaschei asks in a business like tone. A good portion of the money she makes is turned over to the mafia, though she gets to keep enough to ensure her survival, and she has access to as much drugs as she wants.
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jul 15, 2005 2:44:53 GMT -5
Zivon laughs.
"Yeah I hate drama..." I say, shaking my head.
"Well, things are going with us, I guess. It is pretty weird. I didn't even plan on showing up here..." Zivon says, then scratches his head, and realizes that he might have offended her.
"Not saying that I don't like your company... It's just, weird shit happened for me to come here. I guess I've changed a bit in the past month or so..." I consider the situation with Salome and Shura again. "I know that something..." I consider saying 'is going to happen that will involve more drama', but cut myself off.
"Well... I should check on Helvi... I'll talk to you later." Zivon says, and leaves before she can respond. He heads up to Helvi's room and lets himself inside.
"Hey. You alright?" I ask, noticing that she's a little teary eyed.
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jul 15, 2005 2:46:49 GMT -5
"Hello Zivon. Listen, I am sorry I said what I said, I should have known better and I scared you away or made you mad. I shouldn't be so stupid." I say in weak appology.
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jul 15, 2005 2:47:49 GMT -5
Zivon almost forgot about what had happened between them.
"Oh, hey, don't worry about it... It's not you, it's me. I've just..." I scratch my head.
"Can I sit down..?" Zivon asks, pointing to the bed.
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Post by Salome Weil on Jul 15, 2005 2:48:27 GMT -5
Zivon leaves and I go to the living room. I notice that the mysterious Russian girl is sleeping. I throw a blanket over her. She is a strange little thing.
"Rest well." I whisper to her. I go upstairs to my room and close the door. Shura is late from work again. You would think that he wouldn't have to work so much now that we can choose our own hours to some degree.
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jul 15, 2005 2:49:45 GMT -5
"Sure Zivon." I say in a small voice.
"I talked to Seiji again today. I am starting to understand him. He doesn't like his job I don't think. He feels trapped by it."
"What did the Russian girl have to say?"
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jul 15, 2005 3:09:11 GMT -5
"Seiji, huh... That's nice." Zivon replies. Though his name has only been mentioned one other time today, he feels a little annoyed by him.
"She said she's married to Shura and they have a child, and that he sends her money. She's kind of a nutcase, but I wouldn't put this beyond Shura. He seems like the kind of person to do this sort of thing."
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jul 15, 2005 3:11:55 GMT -5
"Oh, I don't know if Salome would be too happy about that. She likes Shura a lot." I say and feel a little worried.
"I was going to leave for America, but decided to stay. I guess it was a silly idea." I look down then play with a loose string on my quilt.
"Oh Zivon..." I say suddenly and hug him.
"I am sorry, sometimes I am so stupid. I am sooo sorry."
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Post by Dead Character on Jul 15, 2005 3:22:54 GMT -5
Antero turns to Nea and is quiet. He collects himself and puts the letter down on the table.
"It's Niiko. He...he died at the G-8 summit..." Antero says in a quiet voice. He looks down at his feet. He is pretty shocked by it all.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 15, 2005 3:25:43 GMT -5
It isn't until after Bassarov gets back to Sakari's room that he remembers that he forgot all about Helene. He feels terrible for this. He feels like a complete jerk.
"I am going to change out of these clothes. Do you have anything I can borrow while I am waiting for them to dry?" He asks Sakari.
"And sorry if I was short with you. I guess I need to lighten up."
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Post by Liron Schoenberg on Jul 15, 2005 3:42:02 GMT -5
Brandon returns home and decides that maybe he should compromise. He could call himself Garret Floyd. It would represent a return to his old self, but not a complete conversion. He really dwells on the name thing more than he should. With a new, hybrid name, he heads back over to Linnea's studio to see if she is around.
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