Chapter 13: Pray For Me

[Dr. Lonnrot Kukkanen]

"Ciao ciao for now, Li," I say as I close my eyes, smile, and tilt my head slightly.
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The Banquet of the Blessed will happen, and something will go wrong, I just have the feeling...

[Anya Louteius]

Anya looked at Tristan and smiled. "I believe in a lot of things. Ghost definently being one of them." Anya smiled and looked at the booth. She had never really used one before, she had a bad expierence with one and she wasn't really willing to take this one, but she would give it another try. Like they say when you fall off a horse, might as well dust yourself off and get back on.

She sighed and smiled at Tristan and had a random question for him. "So do you have a girlfriend?" She didn't mean anything by it. She was just very curious.

[Alonso "Alfy" Leno]

(to the captors of Alexei)
Despite Alfy's own advice Alfy decided to handle Alexei's situation by phone. Brief calls to friends at the Manalist dungeons in Helsinki and Rome exposed he wasn't in either facility. He trusted the information, he knew who to ask to get the right answers.

"Hm, I guess I'll just smoke him out from there."

Since Alexei wasn't in either prison Alonso guessed that possibly he wasn't even a criminal, just held in one of the corporations prisons.

Alfy thought into this and to him it seemed much more likely that he ended up in a local prison for a corporation rather than a Manalist dungeon.

Alonso quickly ordered Alexei to be detained and shipped to Rome for interrogation. He noted that no-one will perform any interrogation on him except Alonso.

There's no corporation that would deny a church order. Alonso figured that Alexei would be easy to give up, just a lackey, not worth anything. Of course he also didn't know Alexei.

[Tristan Tuzanic]

"We'll check out some houses that I know are haunted, but then...I will have to leave you...since I have this stupid banquet of the blessed to go to." Tristan groans. They teleport to Helsinki and he starts leading her to an old run down house that he knows. "No, I don't have a girlfriend. But, if I did, I would definitely want someone who believed in ghosts. I get so annoyed with people who think they are fake...since if they are fake, why do so many people see them?" Tristan asks as they walk together. They near an old gray house, which has tall brown grass in the front yard. They walk around the broken picket fence with chipped white paint and near the old home.

[Dinari Dollar]

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"I'll have to wear something to that Banquet of the Blessed, so I guess I better do some shopping. Too bad I don't have a date, but, maybe I can still find one." Dinari says as he drives to the mall in Allwhere, Florida. He decides that he is going to dress casual, since that is most comfortable for him. He actually hates wearing suits. He will also have to get his hair dyed again, since the blue is looking a little dull.

He parks his car and wanders into the mall, in search of clothes and a hair stylist.

[Jumala Keitoleinen]

Keitoleinen wakes up and wanders down to breakfast. The maid has his home very clean and she is working hard preparing food for the event with other staff members of SOTA. Keitoleinen is pleased and hopes that the event goes off without a problem. He has hired soldiers created by Genetech as well as some androids created by Sota to guard the mansion for the duration of the party. This increased security is not for fear of terrorism though, since it has been many years since there has been terroristic violence. The security is mostly to prevent unwanted guests...people who aren't Blessed...from entering the party.

This is always the biggest concern.

Seeing that things are in order, Keitoleinen eats his breakfast and heads to his office.

[Anya Louteius]

Anya smiles and listens to him talk and smiles when he replies to her question. "If I had a boyfriend I would definently want him to believe in ghost as well. I also believe that people can communicate with them. It sounds really cool." She smiles and sees the house. And then she whispers as she follows him. "This house looks really cool. Whats the story behind its haunting?" SHe smiled and kept looking at the house.

[Tristan Tuzanic]

Tristan steps up to the house and after pushing on the door a little, it opens. The windows are boarded, but the house itself was unlocked. Inside, the floor is slightly rotten in some areas and has caved in. There is trash on the floor and it looks like maybe an animal has been living there. They walk to the kitchen, which has broken china on the floor.

"Eh, I don't know the whole story. No one has lived here for years and years. I think some lonely old woman lived here with her cats. When she died her cats ate out her eyes. People say they see the ghost of an old woman around here...and that her eyes are empty sockets."

[Anya Louteius]

Anya smiled and looked around. She didn't feel afraid at all, but the she heard a crash and she jumped and looked toward a closed door. She moved closer to Tristan and she hid behind him. "You heard that too, right? Would you go check it out and make sure nothing is there?" She looked over his shoulder at the door that looked like it was creaking open. She closed her eyes and sort of clung to Tristan. "Just don't leave me alone here. Okay?" She kept her eyes closed and waited.

[Jack Kruschev]

I walk out of Lonnrot's office building slightly disapointed. I had expected to had a discussion, but apparently that was too much for his busy schedule. Guess that even though I can make time for my friends, they can't make time for theirs. What a shame...

I walk up to a nearby teleporter and punch in my destination and off I go.

[Tristan Tuzanic]

"Yeah, we can check it out. And don't worry, I won't leave you." Tristan says. They leave the kitchen in search of the noise, wandering into the living room. There is a broken couch there which is a little dirty and has faded yellow roses on it. Tristan takes a seat and bounces up and down. The couch creeks a little. "Maybe we can just sit here and watch quietly for something peculiar." He suggests. He pats his hand down on a dusty cushion, motioning for Anya to join him.

"We could get to know each other better. Like...I don't even know where you are from or anything about you.."

[Anya Louteius]

Anya folowed him through and looked at him and laughed a little. "I think I'll stand. But if you want to know more. I'm from the North American Area. I'm originally Irish...well scotish. I was born poor but now I'm wealthy, I'm a famous singer. I'm also politically incorrect. But who isn't...." She walked over and sat on the couch with him and looked at him and smiled. "I don't even know anything about you."

[Peter "Levitas" Barak]

Peter wasn't pleased.

The day had started out so very well for him. He'd been patched up, he'd gotten his meds, and he'd had a Russian just waiting for a beating in the holding cells.

But now he was holding a memo ordering one Alexei Nacharade, suspected member of the Russian mafia, detained and transported to Italy and it had dropped his good mood down a few pegs. They'd had the guy in a cell for hardly any time at all and all of a sudden they had to let him go.

Biggest problem was control of information. Peter had every reason to believe that Alexei had been unable to contact his "friends" regarding the nature of his capture or the circumstances surrounding it, i.e. Ms. Engel's information or his own involvement against a group who was supposedly an ally of All-Mart.

If Alexei was turned over there was no assurance that the Manalist investigators would be able to keep him from getting a message out in some form and that would lead to trouble for All-Mart. They needed him under lock and key and local.

On the other hand this was a general responce to major corporations, not a specific order to All-Mart. They probably thought he was lose in the world right now and wanted someone to get hold of him, they didn't know All-Mart had the bum right this second...

Peter crumpled the memo into a ball and watched it burn to ashes in his gloved hands.

The hold of interrigation wasn't unusual, they didn't like anyone getting the best screams out before they had their chance, but why did the church want a mobster in the first place? Did Alexei know something?

Crap, he had to cut the Russian loose.

If he just killed the ass than the church would find out. If he beat some info out of him, they'd find out. And if he kept him they'd eventually send someone to have a look and they'd find out.

Peter got to his feet and headed to detention. He might have to surrender this time but he wasn't letting Alexei have any leway until he was putting his chains into the hands of an cleric.

[Taniel and Taline Qassim]

"Another boring day has just end...." Taniel mutter to himself as he close up the shop.

His sister, Taline, is still asleep during her shift and he has no choice, but to work the whole day. Anyway, once he lock up the front door, Taniel heads upstairs and went to Taline's bedroom.

"Hey Taline...." Taniel says to her and gently shook her. It on;y took him 13 to 15 minutes to wake her up.

"What is it?" Taline ask tirely.

"I'm going to get some dinner. What do you want?"

"Anything you could afford, Taniel."

"Alright."

"And be careful."

"I will."

Taline lay on her bed(under her bed covers) while her younger brother exit her bedroom. Taniel change out her work clothes(jeans, yellow tshirt, and sandels) and change into his brown zoot suit. He then grabs his wallet and left the music store.

[Cillian Machiavelli]

((I'm back!!! Moving on from the last person I was posting with sorry hun but I have waited long enough.))

Mac had been talking with the other dragon but when they came to the restaraunt he realised he must get back to work. He wrote his name and cell number down for the other dragon and as he left gave the mater dee a large wad of bills telling him to allow the woman to have anything she desired.

Mac strolled out onto the street and wondered what his friend Kaschei had been up to. It had been so long since he had seen him and to be honest Mac felt that his old friend may be trying to forget him somehow...