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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jun 9, 2008 22:50:05 GMT -5
Markus peers down at the thing quizzically, then seems to lose interest, deciding there is no relevant information.
He straightens, cracking his neck and then looks at Lena. The only sound that can be heard from his is his always slightly labored breathing, the spectacles of his gas mask rest on her, looking at her almost expectantly to offer some sort of direction.
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Post by wyvernlord on Jun 9, 2008 22:54:29 GMT -5
Tyler watches carefully as people discuss their topics with great interest. Every now and then, he puts his two cents into the matter. "Ireland sounds nice," he tells Hilja. "When would you be leaving?"
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jun 9, 2008 22:55:32 GMT -5
Since I was speaking mostly to known rebels in the room, I don't want to be rude. "Oh well, it would only be for my brother and some of my friends here." I say shyly. "But whenever people are ready."
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Post by wyvernlord on Jun 9, 2008 22:57:02 GMT -5
"I wouldn't mind tagging along," I say. "I'll pay for myself and whatnot, I just need to know what you'd be doing. I hear they're still having some trouble a Genetech though, so I think it best we stray away from there."
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jun 9, 2008 22:57:32 GMT -5
Alexei eyes the man who spoke to Hilja, smiling his most friendly smile.
"Excuse me, sir, what did you say your name was? I am Alexei."
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jun 9, 2008 22:59:13 GMT -5
"What sorts of problems is Genetech having?" I ask the man who earlier called himself Tyler I think. I cross my arms and think carefully about his offer to go to Ireland. "It is really up to the others.." I state, that way it is off of my shoulders.
I watch Alexei carefully.
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Post by Lena Eva Aysel on Jun 9, 2008 23:01:48 GMT -5
Lena sighs, brushing some strands of pale blond hair from her face. "I only have one blade on me and I'm in a dress." Folding up the rebel newspaper carefully, she tries to formulate a plan. "Plus, we still need to discover the location. I'm going to head home and study the paper some, get some food, change...
You can go ahead without me if you want to search for the place, just text me if you find anything. And I'll do the same." She explains, glancing at the sky before turning her gaze back to Markus. "Sound good?"
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Post by wyvernlord on Jun 9, 2008 23:02:10 GMT -5
"Something about a breakout of experaments, at least that's what I hear. They're Genetech, they'll get it under control in no time, I bet," I laught to Hilja. "Awesome, who's the guy in charge here then?"
Tyler looks to Alexei and says, "'Name's Tyler, Pleasure to meet you."
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jun 9, 2008 23:04:11 GMT -5
"How about Maeve, she's the sexy tattoo artist here. If you can win her trust, you can come along with us, okay Tyler. I'm just a bad judge of people." I state honestly.
"So how do you know about events in Ireland with Genetech? Do you work for them?" I ask politely.
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jun 9, 2008 23:05:02 GMT -5
Markus tilts his head to the side and stares a moment longer, as if not comprehending at first.
He then looks up and soundlessly leaps into the air, scaling the alley wall and disappearing over the roof of the building, bounding off.
Markus was not very talented at intelligence gathering. His appearance unnerved people, and he had no way to ask questions. Still, he had a few ideas in his mostly empty skull.
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Post by Lena Eva Aysel on Jun 9, 2008 23:09:02 GMT -5
Lena watches Markus bound off, impressed as always by his spider like movement. She was pretty fluid, but she doubted she could jump on top of a building like that. She heads back to Ariel's estate, planning to get some food and relax a bit as she throughly read the paper.
Once she reaches his place, she heads to her room, tossing the paper onto the bed before seeking out the kitchen. She was pretty sure of its location.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jun 9, 2008 23:09:43 GMT -5
Alexei nods, marking the man's face as he always does when he meets someone. He never forgets a face...usually.
He leans back, wondering how Lonnrot's tattoo is going. He chuckled at the thought of those two who obviously weren't fond of one and other in the same room, with Maeve grinding an ink tool in his flesh.
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Post by wyvernlord on Jun 9, 2008 23:09:47 GMT -5
"Awesome, we'll talk when I'm getting my tattoo. That sound fair?" I ask Hilja.
"As for knowing the information, I actually know Dr. West himself. We tend to do business togther. I'm a hunter of sorts. I capture animals in the wild for him to use in experaments," Tyler lies. "The last time I talked to them, they were doing some hunting of their own in the Genetech lab.
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Li Violette
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"Communism is not love. Communism is a hammer which we use to crush the enemy" -Mao
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Post by Li Violette on Jun 9, 2008 23:12:36 GMT -5
After my speech, I head back to my office for an appointment with Dionysus. I am not sure what he will have to say today, except that he will probably be upset with me for being late. I do hope that he doesn't feel ignored.
I enter the office and see that he is there (I think) and I quickly take a seat.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. I had a speech to give. So, what can I do for you today?" I ask him politely with a faint smile.
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jun 9, 2008 23:14:22 GMT -5
"Oh, I see. Well, I guess my brother will find out the situation when he gets there." I reply to the man.
"Do you like hunting animals for Genetech? I would feel a little bad. I even feel bad for worms when people go fishing." I state. Nowadays people rarely go fishing since all lakes are private. Some very wealthy people still go, but I heard there are very few fish and it is an expensive hobby.
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