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Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 18, 2008 11:52:24 GMT -5
Alexei missed Cillian's call, but he did get the message from Kaschei. He was unsure if he should make haste to Cuba, or pursue the plant person thing. He called Kaschei and left a message.
"Hey, boss....you're probably wondering why we're still in Helsinki. Let me explain. You know how you mentioned plant people? Well, while I was here I heard about a demon, apparently named Attis, that can manipulate plants. Also, there is a scholar named Charon, a professor, who is going to tell us everything he knows about plant people and that demon...so, we might want to pay him a visit soon."
He ran a hand through his hair, grunting and stretching a bit before saying,
"I'll get the boys and we'll make ready to head over to Cuba, boss. Call me if you need to give me any further instructions."
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Post by Toolah "Tuvi" Renee on May 18, 2008 13:49:14 GMT -5
After doing her part and making sure all deals were finished, Tuvi goes to her suite in the mansion and falls across her bed. Since she lives with Dinari, she really has no off time or away time so he suite is her home away from Dinari.
Her cat, Margot, mews and comes to rub against her side. "Oh Margot... I almost got you a playmate love."
She feels her hunger clawing at her insides, making her moan. Margot knows better and scurries away. Tuvi gets off her bed and goes to a fridge in a mini kitchen she has in her suite. She puts in a code and gets a warm blood pack. She can't stand cold blood. It taste nasty, like jelly or something. She bites into the pack and sucks it clean in no time. It has her medicine mixed in with it, because she hates pills.
Tuvi kicks off her heels and starts taking off her clothes. After being out and about with Dinari the whole day, a nice shower is needed.
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Post by Alonso "Alfy" Leno on May 18, 2008 14:42:31 GMT -5
(to Kaschei)
Alfy saw a new jeweled watch on sale that he just had to have, so he was going to go convince Kaschei he was worth $650. He drove up to his estate, and parked his car carefully. He wasn't sure what he was going to talk about before he got around to asking for money, but he was determined. He rang the doorbell, and straightened his hair. He didn't look like a priest at the moment, he was dressed more like a formal business man. Kaschei should recognize him, but Alfy was never sure that he'd let him in today. Alfy wasn't involved in a lot of what happened, and was usually kept in the dark.
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Post by Kaschei Bessmertny on May 18, 2008 16:03:23 GMT -5
Kaschei, who is normally strangely obsessed with all things supernatrual, decides against searching for the person who can control plants at this time. It does interest him however. Especially since it involves Attis. Attis is the son of the forest demon whose body he know inhabits. However, for now, he has bigger concerns.
He leaves a message for Alexei that Cuba is more important for economic reasons and leaves it at that.
The doorbell rings and Kaschei is annoyed by the interuption. He gets up out of his favorite chair and heads downstairs to answer. He is angered with his wife who should have sent any visitors away.
He goes to the door and isn't sure he remembers whot he man is. He looks him over carefully with a frown.
"What do you want?" He asks briskly.
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Post by Alonso "Alfy" Leno on May 18, 2008 16:13:00 GMT -5
"Hey, mate! You look tense, I thought me and you could sit down and chill. Watch some tv and relax y'know."
Alfy assumed Kaschei would recognise him.
"Uh, I got some leaf, mate, that'll be relaxin' too."
That'll help his memory, and hopefully loosen his wallet.
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Post by Kaschei Bessmertny on May 18, 2008 16:30:13 GMT -5
Kaschei is always tense and doesn't care much for the idea of relaxing with Alonso or anyone. He squints his eyes and now recalls that this man is a priest. He doesn't look like one. He certanly doesn't act like one.
"I have no interest in relaxation or in using Red Leaf right now." He states in a serious tone. "Tell me though, Priest. How do you obtain your red leaf without notice?" He asks in almost a friendly tone.
"Your mannerisms surely make you stand out."
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Post by Alonso "Alfy" Leno on May 18, 2008 16:33:12 GMT -5
"Well, it's not the double identities that get you caught. It's the third and fourth that are a problem."
Alonso chuckles lightly. He obviously didn't look too stoic, like people expect from a priest.
"Well, let's talk then. Unless your busy."
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 18, 2008 16:33:32 GMT -5
Alexei gets the message, and immediately calls to get a boat ready for Cuba. He calls Cillian and leaves a message.
"A boat is going to arrive on the Vironniemi peninsula. We have a small, secret port there that moves some drugs in and out of Europe. Meet me there, and we'll travel to Cuba and see what they have to offer us."
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Post by Kaschei Bessmertny on May 18, 2008 16:39:37 GMT -5
"You can come in. Maria is making meatloaf." Kaschei offers and leads Alonso inside. They sit at the small kitchen table while Maria flits about the kitchen making food for everyone. She seems quiet and nervous as usual.
Kaschei watches her from the corner of his eye, although he is facing the Priest.
"Go ahead, talk."
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Post by Alonso "Alfy" Leno on May 18, 2008 16:46:38 GMT -5
Alonso shrugs quietly.
"I donno, we just don't keep up much. I mean, I've helped you out before, y'know. I thought we'd be a lot better friends if we had some time together. Talk about whatever."
Alonso was annoying himself with small talk, but it was all a path to money for him.
"You help me I help you, right?"
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Post by Kaschei Bessmertny on May 18, 2008 16:54:37 GMT -5
Kaschei prefers to keep his distance from most people, but, perhaps this man could be useful. He is quiet for an uncomfortably long period of time before speaking.
"Fine, we can talk. Have you heard anything about events in Cuba? Are the Manalists talking about it at all?" He asks the priest. He would like to get some insight on what is going on there.
Maria hums to herself as she continues to cook. Kaschei is annoyed by this, but chooses not to quiet her.
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Post by Alonso "Alfy" Leno on May 18, 2008 16:59:57 GMT -5
"Have I heard something about Cuba?" Alonso says in a falsely sarcastic way.
"No. But, hey, let's talk it out. What are you interested in?"
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Post by Kaschei Bessmertny on May 18, 2008 17:03:55 GMT -5
"I am talking about Cuba." Kaschei replies to him and does not want to be distracted. "We will talk about what I want to talk about, or you can just leave." He states. He then decides that he is going to continue talking about Cuba.
"Cuba has become a nest for rebels and the Manalists have done little about this. I suppose in general they don't see patches of resistance in Latin America and the Carribean as a real threat. So far away, right?" Kaschei asks more to himself.
"I would like to own some land of my own. I would like a place where drugs could be cultivated and no one would bother us. This may seem like a dream, but out friend Leilah accomplished that. How do you suppose Red Leaf birches would grow on that island? Do you know much about growing the trees?"
He imagines that they may need cooler climes, but, as a Genetech creation, perhaps not.
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Post by Alonso "Alfy" Leno on May 18, 2008 17:10:02 GMT -5
"Cuba? Who cares about Cuba? I certainly don't. I donno if you should either, because Red Leaf might just bankrupt you down there. Climate problems and such."
Alonso shrugs casually. "I don't know nothin' about nothin' about climate though, so, eh. I do know Red Leaf pretty well though."
Alonso leans back in his seat.
"Growing should be safe there. Cuba is not even worth talking about."
Alonso had abandoned the original plan for money, but he had not yet abandoned his intention.
"So, were you plannin' a vacation to Cuba?"
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Post by Jack Kruschev on May 18, 2008 17:14:26 GMT -5
Anthony rolled on the floor from his bed. He looked at the clock, 1455. "Damn," he muttered as he got up. I took a look at his calander, he'd been passed out for 2 days. "Damn," he said agian. "Two days, two days, I musta worked my ass off so bad," he said, loudly. He went to the kitchen and started making some breakfeast.
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