Chapter 6: Building The Movement

[Lucio De Saldanha]

"You look really tired. Can I tell you a bedtime story?" Lucio asks suddenly. He claps his hands together and jumps up and down. "I really like to tell stories. It will be good!" He says jumping up even higher. This seems like the best idea ever!

[Linnea Korpela]

Linnea raises an eyebrow.
This guy was almost like Calithin on crack.
"Sure I guess," what was she getting herself into. "First of all. Who are you, and what do you do for a living. I just had a really bad run in with someone. If I find out your lying to me...."
What was she going to tell this guy.
"I'll....shoot you," this was a lie but this guy didn't know it.

[Li Violette]

"I will keep an eye on things concerning Dinari." I reply. "As for that woman, well, what's fair is fair. Vivien won France and owns it. May the strongest win in this world. People prefer Vivien's soda I suppose..." I say, although I do not want to appear to have anything against this woman. I simply don't trust most women, and want to protect the Moderator from someone who may have designs to seduce him.

"As for your safety, no one would dare to harm you. You are too important. The economy would fall apart without you and everyone depends on that...even the Manalists."

[Ariel Tal Shachar]

I nod agreeing with her most of the time I know the truth “the problem is self interest these socialist don’t see that they are a disease rotting away at the market” he watches her eyes light up as she talks about the defeat of Annabelle. What does she have against her he thought she was charming if only she was less controlling. “I fear some would disagree with you or put less importance on order some see freedom as the only thing and do not see the war, disease and plague that instability costs” his lips form a half smile that quickly vanishes.

[Li Violette]

"I am a capable person and I would protect you if you were attacked. You have the Invisible Hand to protect you as well. If you are worried, you could keep one of them with you at all times as a body guard, if there is any among them who you can trust." I reply to him. "Perhaps Venice." I suggest.

I sit up taller and consider what he has said. "Anyway, the Manalists have done a good job making certain there is little opposition to you or to them."

[Ariel Tal Shachar]

I stand up trying to appear bigger like some kind of bear "you are right if need fear no rebels who is this Venice" I ask not familiar with ever soldier under my employment. I look through some files i keep on hand but his profile is brief name physical description year of birth. "You are right those fools would not even know my own plans" I sit back down feeling like a new man now I know why I keep Li around she is my rock.

[Li Violette]

"Venice Ashgrove is a powerful fighter who is a loyal member of the Invisible Hand. He is in Helsinki now dealing with a member of the Hand who defected last year." I reply to him. "If you would like to meet him, I can arrange that for you. Otherwise, I can think of other good candidates for this job."

With that taken care of, I try to think of any other business that I can attend to. "Is there anything else that I can do for you?"

[Ariel Tal Shachar]

he shakes his head "that would be good perhaps tomorrow" he was surprised any of the hand would defect or leave the hand and live till now. “the only thing was I am a little hungry I was going to get the staff to feed me but I might go out” he wanted to invite her with him she was like a drug filling him with confidence. But she was a colleague he could not ask her out it would be wrong worse yet he could not keep his secret for long. “is there anything I can do for you after you have done so much for me” he asks her.

[Li Violette]

"No, I am fine. I have a speech to do, so I must go. It is a pity since I would like to join you for lunch. Well, maybe another time. You can give me a call if you run into any troubles or if anything comes up during the day. I think I may visit Annabelle myself so that I can hear her plight and fully get a handle on that situation." I say to him. I am in a hurry since I really must go and get some work done.

"Have a pleasant afternoon." I state, before rushing off to my meeting. I hate to leave so quickly, but, I do have work to do and I keep a busy schedule.

[Bambi Engel]

Bambi waves goodbye to Peter and climbs the stairs to her apartment. She spends her night as she usually does, though she actually gets more sleep than usual. The next day she arrives at work to find she was assigned to meet with the woman who had recently lost France, Annabelle Bourbon. She'd seen the news on TV. She didn't drink much coke, so she had no opinion on whose company was really better.

Gathering her things, she heads out to the teleportation booth to Spain. She'd heard many things about the woman, mostly that she was the biggest corporate shark. She tries to calm her nerves by telling herself she had met with many supposed corporate sharks and done fine.

Stepping up to the Belle Cola headquarters, she enters with a bit of reluctance. "Hello, I'm here for a meeting with Ms. Bourbon? I am Bambi Engel from Global Bank." She tells the secretary sitting there, glancing around the place. It seemed like a pleasant enough place.

((Post to Annabelle Bourbon.))

[Ariel Tal Shachar]

I have food brought to my office eating quietly in the dark reading over a few reports. things are quickly becoming more complicated then i could ever foresee. I look was a file but find it missing maybe someone stole it or it has been misplaced. i close up and head for home content that my plans will not be so easily undone. I will still have to deal with Annabelle and dinari.

[Stasia Oktyabpina]

Stasia sighed said “ do you think people well actually keep quit about him? The last thing I need is the Manalitsts after me because they think I’m trying to tares the city!” Chistoffer gave a look at him when he read the mans mind “ over grown dog hu?” he then said and walked beside Stasia “ I can’t belief you would think such a horrible ting dog are ugly!” he complained Stasia turn to look at Chistoffer and hit him Chistoffer then yell “ OWW WHAT WAS THAT FOR!!!!” she looked at him and side “ For coming here and eating something with out me saying you can!” then turned to the man and said “ sorry I’ll make sour to pay you back but I think we best be on are way” then hoping on Chistoffers back as they made it throw the door

[Toolah "Tuvi" Renee]

Tuvi quickly secures a table for them off away from other people. To most who are in the resturant, it looks like a romantic scene. To Tuvi, this is just business.

"I do not know exact details of what happened between your boss and Dinari. Honestly, what the Mafia wants with Cuba is an unknown to me..."

[Rose Hoito]

"Now... where the hell is that 24/7 store at..." Rose mutters to herself. She got home after her set to discover she was out of her favorite pills.

After another 10 minutes of walking, she sits down and looks at people. Maybe someone will stop and talk to her.

[Horacio Hatfield]

After finishing work at the Allmart garment factory, Horacio heads home. He is worn out from his long day, but decides to take a moment to write a letter to anarchists located around the world. The letter will be sent to contacts in various regions and copied and resent to other anarchists.

"My dear friends,
As I write from the humid city of Allwhere, Florida where I have spent the day toiling at the Allmart garment factory, I think of you and the efforts in organizing that must be accomplished. I invite any of you to write me here, or even pay a visit, since so much should be done and yet so little is done. Maybe it is fear that keeps us apart. I am not afraid of the Manalists since I nearly died when I was born. My life has been one of pain and ridicule, and therefore, I don't fear death or punishment. Life has been punishment enough. So, any one who is serious about making a change should please drop me a line and shed these fears as well. I can not give you my address, but if you deliver it to the following address (which happens to be of a deceased friend of mine) I will be able to pick up the mail from that residence.
Thank you and have a pleasant day,
Horacio Hatfield."

He writes his letters and drops them in a box before heading to bed.