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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jun 2, 2008 18:51:02 GMT -5
"Let's ask people if they know anyoned named Horacio. It is not a common name so like...maybe someone around hear knows him." Malak suggests. It is odd there. People seem very fake. It looks like how he imagines America might look in the 1950s.
He leads Tuesday to an Allmart Icecream Shop and starts asking around for a Horacio. He orders a malt and sips on it while he asks a waitress. "Do you know Horacio?" He asks several workers and a few customers. No one even talks to him. He isn't sure why.
"Maybe they don't like me." He says. He notices people whispering to each other. "Do I look funny or something?"
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jun 2, 2008 18:54:11 GMT -5
To Dr. Lonrott
After picking up some onions and potatoes, I decide to pay a visit to my brother. My brother is one of the Blessed and he is the best psychologist in the whole world. He has a lab here in Helsinki where he does experiments on behalf of the Manalists, who fund him.
He is a very intelligent person, but also very arrogant. My feelings are always mixed in dealing with him.
I head to his lab and check in with his Secretary Tulppanni. She tells me to wait in the lobby and he will come down and see me as time permits.
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Post by Ariel Tal Shachar on Jun 2, 2008 18:58:06 GMT -5
Ariel dressed and moved to the archives to study a compnay he was looking at. he wanted to expand his assits in cuba and this compnay looked good. he noticed eva had use the booth and decided he would not wait, he started cooking something a rare event as he spent most of his time at the office. the fridge was always stocked despite almost never being used by him.
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Post by Annika 25 on Jun 2, 2008 18:59:51 GMT -5
To Gabriel
As Gabriel is walking home, Annika encounters him as she is walking as well. She happens to be in Helsinki looking for people with credit problems. She watches him from across the street and scans her mental data base for his credit score. For some reason, there is no information on him.
There is something about him that seems familiar to her, but she can not place it. Because she does not have a record of his credit history, she approaches him, cutting across the street and ending up behind him.
"You. Stop at once!" She calls to him. "I have no Credit History on YOU."
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jun 2, 2008 19:01:25 GMT -5
Alexei chuckles and leans back, closing his eyes briefly, and running a hand through his hair, then sitting straight he watches Tuvi.
"Apologies, madam Tuvi!" He laughs, putting a somewhat snide emphasis on madam.
"I guess you don't approve of your bosses deal then?" He asked,"Do you think Allmart deserves all of Cuba, and that you shouldn't have to share it with petty...criminals?"
Looks over as Dinari walks over, recognizing him,
"Mr. Dollar!" He says, shaking his hand, "I'm Alexei."
((Sorry, didn't see your post at first Dinari))
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Momo Kurokawa
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?No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly.?-Oscar Wilde
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Post by Momo Kurokawa on Jun 2, 2008 19:02:35 GMT -5
"Yes, I would like to meet him." Momo replies confidently. She has seen many strange and frightening things in her lifetime and she is not afraid of some prophet. She is skeptical though. She does not believe in prophesy. This makes her even more curious.
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Post by Dr. Lonnrot Kukkanen on Jun 2, 2008 19:03:15 GMT -5
I hear the bell ring as a visiter comes in, but ignore it until I'm told it's my brother.
Normally, I adore my brother, except on some days. Fortunately, this wan't one of them. I hop up and head on down to the lobby to meet him. Rather thatn shaking hands, like I normally do, I simply (almost) tackle him to the ground in a big hug.
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jun 2, 2008 19:05:54 GMT -5
I fall over when he tackles me with a hug. It is a little strange. I guess it has been a long time since I have visited. Or maybe he is just happy about something work related he is doing. I brush myself off and look down at the white tiled floor.
"Hello, how's it going? Working on anything interesting lately?"
(Hilja is a female, but she has a male counterpart, Sasha. )
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Post by gabriel on Jun 2, 2008 19:10:03 GMT -5
To Annika
Gabriel was minding his own business and was for once enjoying his time alone when a voice told him to stop and he did so on reflex. Not because it was specificly frightening, but because he wasn't expecting to hear it so suddenly and he thought better then to disobey a Creditor. That and he had personally seen these things in action to know better then to disobey them.
He glanced over his shoulder and fixed the Creditor with a stoney facade for a moment as he considered how to answer the question. Gabriel simply shrugged his shoulders saying, "That bad?" he inquired stiffly, really wanting to be home right now.
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Post by Jack Kruschev on Jun 2, 2008 19:10:27 GMT -5
Anthony leads Momo to Virgils chambers and opens the door. He feels as sanitary suits are placed on he and Momo and enters the room to greet Virgil.
"Virgil, this is Ms. Lurokawa."
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Post by Annika 25 on Jun 2, 2008 19:13:44 GMT -5
Annika isn't sure if it is good or bad. It is only unusual that someone is missing from her database. She looks him in the eyes and tries to scan his identity. Still..nothing comes up. This has never happened for her before.
"It is only bad if you cannot provide us with information concerning your financial records." She finally states. Maybe she will call for another Creditor. Maybe another could identify him for her.
"I will call for another Creditor so you can be properly identified." She announces before using a cell phone to call for Aino 35, a Creditor residing in Helsinki. "It will not take long."
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jun 2, 2008 19:16:38 GMT -5
Tuesday isn't pleased when no one talks to Malak. She cocks an eyebrow, and folds her arms across her chest in displeasure. She calls the waitress back, and repeats Malak's question, the waitress seems to ignore her as well.
She shakes her head at him. "You don't look funny. Do I?" She shrugs her shoulders. "Obviously they don't like either one of us for some reason." She thinks for a while.
"Maybe its something about this Horacio that they don't like." Tuesday lowers her voice. "You said hes an anarchist? Do you know of any public reputation he has?"
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Post by Dr. Lonnrot Kukkanen on Jun 2, 2008 19:18:08 GMT -5
(Sorry about that, I forgot for a second.  ) "Not much, my sister. I've been working for a long period of time and feel I may have found a breakthrough. I'm now able to create tests that reveal one's understanding of universal laws and psycosis through a matter of just a few essay questions!" I gladly announce. I'm not normally in this good of a mood, but something about today gave me an exelent boost in energy like I hadn't felt in a very long time. |
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Post by gabriel on Jun 2, 2008 19:19:52 GMT -5
Of all the things he wished he could be doing right now, or of the places he could be, this was not one of them. Gabriel didn't voice his thoughts though and merely nodded his head wanting to get this over with as soon as possible. "I hope so." he stated simply as he awaited the other Creditor to arrive.
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jun 2, 2008 19:20:44 GMT -5
"I don't think so...who knows though. This sucks." Malak says. He finishes up his malt. An older man walks up to Tuesday and pokes her. "You ain't from around here, are ya?" He asks her. Maybe they look foreign. Everyone looks pretty American, white, well kept, and middle class 1950's. There is a retro sameness to Allmart.
"Where are you from Tuesday?" He asks her. She looks pretty normal to him, but both of them are unique here in that they don't look like they are from a creepy remake of a 1950s TV show.
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