Chapter 3: Every Heart is a Revolutionary Cell

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei wanders longer, until someone catches his eyes. This person, some like him, just doesn't quite seem to fit with the rest of the populace of Havana, though he isn't quite sure why, but his instincts had served him well in the past. Cautiously, he began to observe this person from afar.

(To Sidapa)

[Linnea Korpela]

The next day Linnea has more strength, she sits up and moves a little. Her body is sore and she is dirty but she has improved from the day before. But she is still stuck there because she can't post bail and nobody knows that she was there.

[Bambi Engel]

Bambi gets everything in order and leaves back to her apartment, sighing softly as she pulled her tie loose and sat down on her couch. Taking off her outer blouse and shoes, she flicks the TV on and heats herself up some left overs. For most of the night, she listens to the news and picks up around her apartment before drifting off to sleep at about four in the morning. A few hours later, her alarm clock goes off for work.

With a soft sigh, she drags herself out of bed to shower and get ready for work. As usual, it proves to be a difficult task because of her lack of sleep. However, she remembers that she would be heading to Florida this morning and bucks up a bit. Heading to work, she collects the proper files for All Mart before taking another teleportation booth back to Florida.

She hopes she isn't too early in the morning, and regrets not calling first, but it hadn't entered her mind. Thankfully, she's too groggy to really care about the lack of people. And surprisingly, she's not near as clumsy when she's tired. Entering what she hopes to be the All Mart headquarters, she glances around.

[Peter "Levitas" Barak]

Peter was in a good mood this morning. He'd gotten some sleep, had a chance to re-dye his hair to the black he prefured, and finally gotten his chemical mixer, which always made him feel excellent. He didn't know all of the things that went into it but he kenw it let him use of his powers and not freeze up so he didn't greatly care.

Dressed in his usual uniformed state he had a new white coat, complete with Genetech, Manalist, and Allmart insignias. He was probably one of the most 'decorated' fighters in the place. Of course he didn't get medals officially because one this wasn't really an army and two, almost everything he did was unofficial.

So he found himself, fresh, pleased, and heading across headqaurters. He had the latest news and reports from Allmart interests in Cuba and the surrounding areas (as well as major cities world wide) from the communications department. He told them he delievered them to Dollar. He never did, he kept them himself. Dinari wouldn't really learn anything from them anyway; best if his loyal aids where informed enough to interrpute their director's will.

As he flipped through the reports (none mentioned him) he spotted someone who seemed out of place. For starters she was the only person here this early aside from the half-dead reception staff. Looked like she was here on business too. Best to keep on top of new business.

"Good morning," he said with a smile, walking over to her and putting on his best 'we-knew-you'd-be-coming' face. If people thought you knew what they were someplace for, they where much more likely to trust you without extra effort on your part. People always sought the most comfortable situation. "I'm Peter Barak, Mr. Dollar's Guardian. I'll be handling anything you need, Ms...?"

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

I wake up and yawn. I feel very tired and am alarmed when I realize I am not in my own bed..or at home! I get up and look around my unfamiliar surroundings. At least I can recall singing songs with Calithin and Charon...then, maybe falling asleep.

I put my shoes on and rush out to the living room. Charon is still asleep on the couch. I would write a note and thank him for not waking me, but I am in a rush to get to work! I quickly leave and rush home so that I can shower and change.

Then it is off to work!

I arrive at the office for Crest Mining and quickly get to work.

[Bambi Engel]

Bambi had been eying the half-asleep staff, feeling sympathy for them. Of course, she was tired herself, but once she got moving she could usually ignore it. She had noticed most people weren't that great at doing so though. Before she could approach any of them though, a black-haired man approached her instead. She idly glanced him over and offered a small smile in return, her paranoia still at bay.

"Ahh. Bambi Engel, from Global Bank? I apologize for not calling before I arrived this morning, but I did try last night. For some reason, Mr. Dollar suddenly stopped speaking. I hope he's all right?" She inquired softly, knowing it was none of her business, but curiosity gnawed at her anyway. Another part of her mind noted his dark glasses, though they were inside. She had an insane urge to giggle at that, since he reminded her of one of those "men in black" she had seen in a few movies.

She supposed the white coat kind of threw the whole "men in black" resemblance off, though he was nicely built. Oh well. At least he seemed to know what he was doing.

[Peter "Levitas" Barak]

"Mister Dollar is quite a busy man, Ms. Engel. I can assure you that any loss of communication was a result of a scheduling error," Peter replied, closing the file in his hands and tucking it under his arm. His voice seemed happy (and indeed he was) and warm (which he could be, though not by nature).

"This way, please," he said, indicating the stairs. He didn't know who she was (aside from her name, of course) or why she was here (though it must be related the bank in some way...) but if she'd been speaking to Dollar than she was his business in the end. Keeping Dinari in hand and protected was his first and foremost duty.

"I'll be happy to assist you in whatever must be done, for you see," he glanced at his watch, "I fear Mr. Dollar will be involved for sometime in matters of business. A great deal of new business to take care of following the primary aquisition and redevelopement, but one that will likely prove to be in the greater benifit of the world." He lead the way up the stairs as he talked, thinking of what room to lead her to. Something on the higher floors with windows, something impressive. A view of the perfected side of the state to keep her in a light mood. If this was about money, best to keep her happy.

[Jack Kruschev]

Anthony stared as his H.A.O. finished growing in the vat. “Good,” Anthony muttered. He then aborted the creature. He only needed to make sure his growing process was perfect.

[Bambi Engel]

She nodded lightly, that made sense. Bambi could get quite busy herself, and she wasn't running a company. She was glad that Peter had approached her, because he certainly seemed like he had a pleasant personality. Of course, it would be unfair to say that most clients she met were distasteful, but they certainly could get moody. That could be because she was often being a klutz, but still...

Her senses begun to come into alert as she followed him up the stairs, being cautious as usual whenever she moved. Wouldn't that be just dandy for her to fall backwards down the stairs and sprain something? It certainly wouldn't be a first. Trying to focus her wandering mind, she nodded every so often as he spoke.

"I see, that's fine I suppose. I assume you have full permission to sign documents in Dinari Dollar's place and the such?" She wasn't much of a talker, and she felt a bit bad for not being able to offer more conversation. However, this was about business. She thought of asking him about America, but decided that could wait. Besides, her interest in her birth place had nothing to do with business. That's what mattered first.

[Alrick Vayne - The Void]

His work finished for the day, Alrick packed up and headed to the teleportation booth so that he could return to his home branch in London. Driving home, he cooked himself a quick meal and took a shower before retiring for the night.

About five hours later, he once again awoke to his alarm. While that little sleep would be harmful to a normal human, the aspect of the Void within him makes it more than enough to carry out the tasks of the day.

Eating a quick breakfast and dressing in one of his many suits, Alrick arrived at the office at precisely 8:00 a.m.

After fielding several calls, he retired to his office to make a more important business transaction. He had been hearing that Genetech was looking to expand some of their factories, and was hoping to secure a profitable loan that would benefit both parties.

"Please transfer me to the Genetech headquarters please," he said to the receptionist on the phone.

[Jack Kruschev]

Anthoy gathered up his things and started to head out when he ran into someone.

[Tuesday DeCastro]

Tuesday walked down the street, the slight breeze blowing her hair off her shoulders. She turned her big blue eyes to the left, and then to the right, observing her surroundings. Of course, there was no one she recognized.

She was in an unfamiliar place, but completly comfortable with herself. She pulled a small street map out of her purse, and studied it as she walked down the road, not really paying attention to where she was going.

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei begins to lose sight of his quarry, panicing, he rushes, unwittingly runnig face first into Tuesday.

"Manala damnit!" Alexei curses as he stumbles.

[Tuesday DeCastro]

Tuesday drops the map she was holding as she runs into a man, or a man runs into her, or they run into each other. Shes not entirely sure.

"So sorry," she says after he curses, bending down and picking up her map, "I'm not from around here, and I wasn't really paying attention." She smiles brightly, as thats one of the many things she does best.

"I'm Tuesday."

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei looks bewildered a moment, but slowly regains his composure, looking around briefly for the person he was following, but sighs as he realizes he has lost track.

"I am Alexei." He says slowly, nodding to tuesday before adding, "You don't look like you're from around here."