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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 16, 2008 18:06:43 GMT -5
She stopped suddenly in her tracks and looked around her for the lost object, turning she saw that this man had already picked up whatever it was. As he got closer she stepped forward a little.
"Oh that's not mine," she said softly. "Thanks though."
She smiled at him and turned back to walk down the street.
'That's weird,' she thought to herself about the object.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 16, 2008 18:20:09 GMT -5
Alexei falls into step beside her,
"My mistake. I'm Alexei! You are?"
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 16, 2008 18:22:23 GMT -5
This was unexpected but she would go along with it.
"It's alright. My name is Linnea," she held out her hand. "Nice to meet you Alexi."
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 16, 2008 18:27:49 GMT -5
He shakes her hand politely,
"Do you live here?" He asks,"I'm just visiting from Moscow...some business, but also some lovely things. The art galliers are quite nice."
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 16, 2008 18:30:44 GMT -5
"Yup I live here, I'm actually coming home from work. And you enjoy galleries? I own one," she said, normally she would be more excited but art was depressing to her lately. "What kind of art do you like?"
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 16, 2008 18:35:32 GMT -5
Alexei glances around slowly, then replies,
"Well, I like older art. Harder to come across, these days. It's as if our father Manala has claimed all the beauty for himself, hasn't he?" He laughs a bit before adding more seriously, just in case,"Not that I mind the art in glory of the great Father Manala, and our Manalist brothers."
He says this almost mechanically.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 16, 2008 18:42:44 GMT -5
"I like the older art too," she said and nodded her head in agreement. she understood why Father Manala treated art the way he did, but this wasn't life.
She wasn't sure what to say, she suddenly felt very tired. Maybe it was just everything that has been happening, she couldn't escape the everyday things that hauted her.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 16, 2008 18:50:48 GMT -5
Alexei shoots a quick glance at Cillian before looking back to Linnea,
"I like some of the realist artists. I once saw a few paintings by Vasily Perov, or atleast copies of them. That shit is pretty hard to find. I imagine you paint a lot of manalist art."
He pauses for a bit before saying,
"Did you hear about the commotion that went on some hours ago?"
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 16, 2008 18:53:51 GMT -5
"Yeah I have to. I would be killed if I didn't do Manalist art," she turns her head toward Alexi. Commotion? No I was at work, what happened?"
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 16, 2008 18:59:03 GMT -5
"Some...thing..attacked and evaded manalist police." He replies, looking her over, trying to decide if she's telling the truth.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 16, 2008 19:22:19 GMT -5
"Oh my," Linnea says with a gasp. "I hope they are alright. I wonder what it was."
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 16, 2008 19:33:36 GMT -5
Alexei nods slowly, satisfied.
"Well, I'll have to drop by your gallery sometime. Until then, miss Linnea!"
He turns and begins to walk in the direction of Cillian.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 16, 2008 19:36:11 GMT -5
"Bye," she says with a smile and then turns to go back to her apartment. While Alexi was nice she just didn't want to hang out with him tonight, she just wanted to stay in and hang out by herself. A moment ago she would have welcomed company, but she had changed her mind she wasn't sure why though.
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Beth Bathory
New Comer
Russian Mafia Member
Cleverness and curruption, benevolence and brutality is the creed.
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Post by Beth Bathory on May 16, 2008 21:14:10 GMT -5
Beth had been walking around. She needed to clear her head. She had fed only hours ago and felt flushed. The tormented screams of the young girl she had bled still echoed in her ears and made her weak with pleasure. She had ordered one of her assistants to watch as she took the walk. She hadn't been out today and thought since feasting it might do some good to look around a bit.
As she walked she saw two male figures approach one another. She recognised them both. One was Cillian Machiavelli...He was someone you did not mess with. He was the direct underling of Kachei and this meant she did not deal with him unless she had to. Which she usually only had to every once in awhile with deliveries.
The other man was Alexei Nacharade. She knew he was in the running ring but she was unclear of his real purpose. She suposed it was because he probably wanted it that way. She aknowledged both men.
"Hello. What seems to be going on? So much racket..."
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 16, 2008 21:21:12 GMT -5
Alexei smiled politely as Beth neared.
"Miss Bathory! What a pleasure to see you! You're looking lovely as ever. I hadn't expected to see you here in Helsinki."
Alexei looks her over carefully. He had a vague idea about what she did for the organization.
"Quite a lot has been going on in this city, actually."
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