Aubrey 16
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Diamonds are a girls best friend.
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Post by Aubrey 16 on Jul 22, 2008 16:39:59 GMT -5
Aubrey thought for a moment. "How about I'll teleport to your apartment, that way we can clean out the closet real fast and then go shopping." She suggests.
"That way I'll at least get to see what we have to work with." She said, thinking of Bambi's taste in clothes. She shuddered at the thought of some of the ensembles that Bambi probably had in her closet. At least she was catching on quickly enough.
"When is this thing anyway?" Aubrey asks about the banquet, wanting to know how much time she had to put together something marvelous for Bambi to wear.
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Post by Bambi Engel on Jul 22, 2008 17:10:28 GMT -5
"Oh that's a wonderful idea! Just as a warning though, I can be very picky about the way things are." Bambi says, thrilled at Aubrey's idea. She tells Aubrey her address, which wasn't too far from Global Bank.
"The ball is for "The Blessed" of the Manalist religion. Many Global Bank employees are invited along with other organization's workers. The most important guests are the rich one though."
She explains, thinking of previous balls. "It's held at a different mansion every year. I believe this time it's going to be held at that Sota company owner's one." Now she'd have to look over everyone's name so she made no mistakes... again.
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Post by John Duddy on Jul 22, 2008 18:54:41 GMT -5
uddy knew he blew it, he walked outside the cafe and looked up. Sy's light flickered on as she entered her room. John wished he could be up there with her right now. He knew he coudlnt be though because the mission was more important than his libido right now. John smiled when he thought about what Sy did not know, when Duddy dropped his napkin he slipped a communist leaflet into her bag with a message on the back. He worte, "Sy call me Duddy, only special people get to call me that. Here is my phone number, I think your beautiful and I would love if you would call me sometime." John left the number of his cloned phone just incase the Manalists tapped her phone.
As Duddy was taking the 5 block walk to th eairbase he checked to make sure he had his fake labor card and his grease monkey overalls. John also thought about taking a swig of whiskey before he wen through witht heh mission but decided against it. The checkin would be monitoring all the employees walking in even their blood alcohol levels. John tried not to sweat as he put the forged labor card into the slot, luckily hen he loooked up the machine turned green and he was given access. Since he was completely paranoid about being card he made up a cover story months ago. As John Ferrara, he was a mechanic broguth in to make a human audit on the Manalist Airforce in this sector. duddy then walked to the bathroom and changed. Now the fear of failing the mission was rising as he headed to the hangars.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Jul 22, 2008 19:22:16 GMT -5
Linnea acted like she was annoyed and watched how smug Keito was when he thought everyone was happy that he was back. However on the inside she was jumping with joy, for this was much easier then she had initially thought it was going to be. So playing the part she picked up the phone and began to make some calls, she would call Neil later when she would be home.
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Aubrey 16
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Diamonds are a girls best friend.
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Post by Aubrey 16 on Jul 22, 2008 22:30:24 GMT -5
Aubrey listens to Bambi's explanation before nodding, which is pretty useless since she's talking on the phone and Bambi can't see her nodding. "Alright, I'll be there in no time." She says, before hanging up and slipping her phone back into her pocket.
She remembers Bambi's clumsiness, and wonders if she'll cause any mishaps at the banquet, Aubrey thought it seemed likely that she would.
Shrugging, she stepped into a teleportation booth, and her fingers danced across the pad, typing in the code to Bambi's apartment, after a mere moment she arrives.
She sauntered up to the door of Bambi's apartment, and rapped her knuckles on the door, before straightening the lacy top she was wearing, and adjusting her necklace.
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jul 23, 2008 0:29:11 GMT -5
Malak is too tired to even glance up at the visitor in his room. He keeps his head down. It is a woman. Maybe this could be his chance to escape. He wonders if she is strong. He rocks from side to side holding his stomach. "I'm feeling sick." He says in a whisper. He doesn't give her his name, since he doesn't want her to know he is a rebel prisoner. Maybe he will luck out and she will think he is just a patient.
"When is the nurse going to bring me back to my room?" He asks.
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Tristan Tuzanic
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Manalist Soldier
I'm not a bad man, I'm just overwhelmed. It's cause of these things...
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Post by Tristan Tuzanic on Jul 23, 2008 0:30:57 GMT -5
"I don't look like a fan? Then darlin' what do your fans look like?" Tristan asks with an innocent smirk. He holds out his arms and shrugs his arms in question. "I'm not one of your fans, but I am a fan of music." He states, as not to confuse or scare her.
"I used to be a muscician myself, but never famous or anything."
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Sy Lecy
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Waitress/Assassin
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Post by Sy Lecy on Jul 23, 2008 0:34:04 GMT -5
Sy rolled over and looked into her bag. Having her claws touch her skin made her feel better. She began to take them out of their velvet covering when she noticed a leaflet in her bag with a hand written note on it.
~So he hadn't tried to get rid of me. Maybe he had wanted to tell more of his story afterall. Oh well nothing I can do about that now. Perhaps I will call him tomorrow sometime I have the day off afterall. Duddy...a unique name like her own. Except no one knows what her name really stands for.~
"Duddy. Me beautiful. You know how to flatter. hmm." She says out loud. "I wonder if our stories will intertwine in a positive way or a negative way." Yes she would call him tomorrow.
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Jumala Keitoleinen
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Owner of SOTA/God of Destruction
"Man created God in his image : intolerant, sexist, homophobic and violent."
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on Jul 23, 2008 0:38:24 GMT -5
"I have some work to do Linnea. The party will be in two weeks. You can start planning things now...since there isn't much time. Just keep me up to date on the food, entertainment or anything else of importance. There is a musician named Anya something. Maybe you can find her and request that she performs. As for any other details, I trust you will do an excellent job. Now, we'll catch up later." He says to her. With that he retreats to his office to catch up on some work and make some phone calls. He wonders what other employees have been up to. Maybe later he will visit the labs and see if he can find some staff to talk to so he can catch up with them as well.
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Li Violette
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The Speaker
"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 Jul 23, 2008 0:47:55 GMT -5
To John Duddy
I approach John Duddy from behind after he passes through security at the airbase with his fake labor card. However, he slips into a changing room and I am forced to wait patiently outside. He takes too long and I simply walk into the changing room. I am a busy woman after all.
"Hello...I don't mean to catch you at a bad time, but my "special" political contacts are few and my schedule is tight. So ...you are a mechanic here? And...someone of political interest to me. Tell me...what do you know about a group...called Red Infinity?" I ask him quickly, not looking at him but to the side.
I have not heard of him, but Kith told me that he had joined Red Infinity and that he was a pretty good mechanic. If he is new and doesn't know much about the organization, he may not even know that I am the head of it.
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Post by Lena Eva Aysel on Jul 23, 2008 0:49:41 GMT -5
So he was just another loony. Lena goes to simply close the door, but then realizes he could just be lying. She stares at him for a few moments in silence.
"I don't know. Why don't you just walk to your own room? Here, I can escort you."
She figured if he was lying, he'd use the chance to escape. She'd know he was Malak then or at least some type of rebel. It was probably better he was lying.
If she was questioned, she could just say she didn't know and she was trying to help out as a Manalist.
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Post by Annette Rosenthal on Jul 23, 2008 0:51:55 GMT -5
To Aubrey and Bambi
Annetee appears behind Aubrey at the door of Bambi's apartment. She looks over the Creditor android with a look of disapproval. She takes a drag on her cigarette and puffs it off to the side. Her fingers are slightly yellow from years of smoking. Her lips are wrinkled around her lips from age and that same habit.
"Are you working right now, Creditor?" She asks the android. "Because if you are, I expect my Creditors to look professional. The standard uniform is a suit." She states in a dry, thin voice.
"What's your name and model number?"
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on Jul 23, 2008 0:57:21 GMT -5
Malak stands up, keeps his head down, and walks out the door with her. All the while he doesn't look at her face. He walks with her past some nurses and hopes that Dr. Lonrott or that anyone else there notices him as a rebel.
"You can walk me to my room...but I don't remember which one it is. They all look the same. Maybe you could go the reception desk and ask one of the people up there. I'll wait here for you." He suggests. He thinks she probably isn't stupid enough to just leave him alone, but maybe if she is a new employee or just thinks his is a harmless basketcase, she will go.
"The guard will make sure I stay here." He says of a nearby lamp. He then hides behind the tall hallogen light.
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Aubrey 16
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Diamonds are a girls best friend.
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Post by Aubrey 16 on Jul 23, 2008 1:04:18 GMT -5
Aubrey jumps a little, caught off guard when she hears Annette behind her. "I am Aubrey 16."
"But suits are so...so..." She fumbles with the word for a moment. "Boring." Was she going to make Aubrey change? That would just rain on her parade. Boo, what a killjoy. "I'm riding the world of bad fashion and bad credit." She reports.
She looks at Annette's yellowed fingers, and wrinkled lips before observing her dull gray pantsuit, and involuntarily scowls a little.
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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Jul 23, 2008 1:04:44 GMT -5
There is a pause in the conversation, so I start listening to the news on the small tv in the cafe. Some cafe staff are also watching. The television program talks about the annual banquet of the Blessed. I listen a little to the story and wonder if my brother will attend.
"Kizu...I suppose you will be going to that banquet they are talking about. The one for the Blessed. I imagine as a Genetech employee you get to go to those sorts of things." I state. I glance over at Hex, who seems quiet and stoic.
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