Chapter 3: Every Heart is a Revolutionary Cell

[Tuesday DeCastro]

"No problem, no problem at alll." She says in response to him appreciating her taking the time out. Really this was a good oppurtunity for her, as she did need a story.

"I'm currently in Helsinki, if you wanted to meet here, that'd be fine, if you'd prefer for me to come to you that'd be fine as well." Tuesday replies. Calithin had said that he would meet her wherever, but she was feeling rather accomodating today.

(I'll be right back, dinner time.)

[Sidapa Amparo]

"Sidapa did not say that." Sidapa says while shaking his finger. "Allmart bought the land, but I do not know why the rebels were fighting. Sidapa does not think that it was because of the land purchase. Land purchase happened after the chaos."

Sidapa leans on one of the buildings now. He even crosses one leg over the other in a relaxed fashion.

"What do you think is going on?" He asks Venice.

[Peter "Levitas" Barak]

"As a matter of fact," Peter began, rising from his seat and moving to stand beside the woman as she gathered the papers, his hand resting on his own folder, "I do have some matters which I must discuss with the Global Bank. There are many longer term productions involved in the restoration of America, of course, but those are Mr. Dollars focuses. I'm sure I will visit the bank any number of times on such matters, but there is a personal matter to consider."

He tucked his folder under his arm but made no movement towards the door and, in fact, stood partly between Ms. Engel and the exit. "You see, I'm considering putting down some foundations myself. I had intended to wait until my native sections of America had been cleared but why wait when there is such lovely country already? No better time to build."

He had his glasses in his hand, held half way towards his eyes and he was slowly turning them over in his fingers. "Perhaps, when you have some time, I might be able to make an appointment to discuss such matters? I was thinking of a business structure, or perhaps a nice home will do, I have not yet made up my mind. Mr. Dollar pays well, but apartment living grows... dissatusfactory, after a time." He put his glasses on but did not push them up properly so he was looking at Bambi over the top edge with his red eyes. "It can be quite lonely... aside from the squablings heard through thin walls."

In a smooth, sweeping motion he changed sides, opening Bambi's path to the door (though she would have to pass him to reach it), extending his arm towards the exit as if he had just conjured the door from nothingness. "Shall I show you the way, Ms. Engel?"

[Bonifaz Artz-Lehrer]

"Well then, I am glad that you are willing to work with us. Now, I suppose you could pull up financial information about the company. We are a modest company working out of Southern Germany, which we own. Our profits have dropped in recent years, since as a pharmaceutical company we are disadvantaged in this world. But, we do believe that we can expand and pull ourselvse out of this little rut...if we work through these financial matters." Bonifaz says to the bank manager. He really dislikes talking about finance. He thinks it is boring, but, maybe if they are willing to help out Artz-Lehrer, it is not so far fetched that they would help Null.

[Calithin Crest]

"Every time I read interviews they open with something like... As I arrived at the coffee shop I saw so and so sitting by the window sipping -insert trendy coffee drink name-... Therefore, I think I'd like to meet at a coffee shop. I know an ultra-hip one right by my office. I'll have my secretary give you the address. See you then."

I switch Tuesday's call over to my secretary's line so that she can give her the directions, and in the mean time start heading out that way myself. I put on my jacket, leave the office, and walk about a block and a half to the aforementioned coffee shop. Upon my arrival I order a medium half-skinny half-1 percent extra hot split quad shot (two shots decaf, two shots regular) latte with whip, and take a seat at a table in the corner.

[Kaschei Bessmertny]

Kaschei gets the message from Alexei and feels pleased. However, he did catch the interview featuring Dinari Dollar. This of course interests him greatly. Now, he wants dibs on Cuba and doesn't want Allmart to turn it into retail hell.

He sends an urgent message to Alexei that he and Machiavelli should meet him in Florida. He says that he is going to meet with Dinari Dollar to discuss Cuba. With that, Kaschei changes into a suit and takes a teleporter to outside Dinari Dollar's office in Cuba. There he waits for the others to join him.

Things have seemed like a wild goose chase lately, but, Kaschei believes that in the end it will be worthwhile.

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei recieves the message and immediately notifies Machiavelli, making arrangments for a boat. He makes his way to the coast and waits for his ride.

[Bambi Engel]

"Well, I usually do accountant work, so I may not be handling your affairs. I'll be sure to pass the information on, though." Bambi replied idly as she finished collecting all the files, taking the folder off the table before turning to face him. "I seem to do quite a few different jobs for Global Bank however, so you never know. I'm sure you can arrange an appointment by making a call to HQ when you desire. I suppose you could ask for me specifically if you wished."

She understood too well what he meant by apartment living and its loneliness. Mostly, it set her paranoia on edge, as if the bat that rested next to her bed wasn't a hint. "I'm sure I could find my way back, I wouldn't wish to take up anymore of your-" And before she could finish her sentence, her klutz kicked in full force for the first time that day. Probably because she had been sitting for most of their meeting is the reason it hadn't hit before.

As she spoke she had begun to move, ramming into a chair and sending it crashing to its side. It knocked another chair over with it, and Bambi herself tripped over the second chair that had fallen. Gravity caught her, pulling her all too quickly toward the carpet.

[Jack Kruschev]

Anthony breathed hard. Rather than teleport, he decided to run home. He'd run 4 miles and still had 5 more to go. He walked over to a teleportation booth and teleported the remainder of the way.

[Eun/Aoi Kiriyama]

As soon as Eun found the prison, it began raining pretty hard. Eun doesn't mind being too wet but doesn't want to get wet with her clothes on. Once she's at the entrance of the Prison, she could not enter because there are guards.

"This is so troublesome." Eun says to herself quietly as she walk around outside of the Prison. Eun has to find quickly because she's soaking wet. It only took her a few minutes to find a small opening on the side of the prison.

Eun let of groan because she has to crawl through the small opening, but she has no other choice. She went on her knees and hands and crawl through it.

"It is so dirty in here." Eun thought to herself as she crawl through the dirty tunnel. She sneeze a few times and hopes that no one could her. She continue crawl in the tunnel for about 20 minutes or so until she found a couple of vents. She could hear the Priests and guards talking and prasing of Father Manala. Eun feels sick in her stomach when anyone who praise to Father Manala.

"I hope Linnea is alright." Eun thought to herself before she continue crawling through the small tunnel.

[Tuesday DeCastro]

Tuesday wasn't one to start her interviews that way, but she was an avid coffee drinker so she wasn't going to argue. She got the address from his secretary, and hung up.

She stopped at a nearby public restroom and checked herself in the mirror, she looked perfect, as usual. Following that she stepped into another teleportation booth and soon after arrived at the coffee shop.

After ordering herself some sort of non-dairy mocha cappucino, she located Calithin, who was an attractive man, to say the least. She took the seat facing him, and smiled.

"Hello Mr. Crest. I'm Tuesday. Shall we get started?"

[Linnea Korpela]

Linnea is sitting up in her cell, on the small cot that was supplied. She had her arms around herself and was shivering. But she was alert now and fully aware of the pain throughout her body.
"Do I get any phone calls or anything?" she asks herself softly.

[marsatacker]

Attis frowned as he stretched his body out and yawned... he was starting to find this city boring and he had yet to see hilja again since the last time and there had been no hide or hair of either the elf or the pixie either. He had wanted to atleast see the pixie again, she was somewhat interesting... since he had never seen one before... but with that elf around he figured he would get too annoyed to be social towards anyone.

"Hilja..."

Getting up from the place where he was laying down, he padded out from behind the bush nearby to hilja's apartment where he had been sleeping for the past few hours. Attis sighed and started to walk out towards the streets again, he knew he'd probably draw some attention, what with being a fox that isnt fearful of humans... but it would be less then if he walked around with a tail hanging out.

[Peter "Levitas" Barak]

Peter was, to say the least, surprised. Surprised or not though he was fast and he was well trained. In a second smooth motion he dropped and slid, catching one of his gloves on the underside of the overturned chair. He pulled his hand free, losing most of said glove as he did, and slipped his arms between the falling woman and the floor.

The movement was amazingly fluid and impossibly fast but he'd managed to make it look, if not easy, at least possible. He straightened, lifting the woman easily, and in an almost comical manner, watched as the chairs formed a dominio-like line around the table, each tumbling into the next.

He didn't become aware of his field's activation for several moments, the slight blue haze that surrounded him reactivating his slightly stunned senses. Normally he had to be able to hurt things in a split second, not save them, and this had thrown him a little. The field wasn't dangerous unless it was fully active, right now it was probably giving Bambi a very strange whole body tingle as electric energy flowed around and through him and her.

Peter quickly suppressed his field and knelt, easing the woman into a sitting position. "Are you alright, Bambi?" He asked, using her first name aloud for the first time. He kept an arm around her shoulders to steady her and his other hand, the one now missing a glove, infront of her, ready to catch her if she feel forwards.

[Calithin Crest]

"Hi. Good to meet you. Thanks for coming on such short notice."

I reach out and shake her hand politely.

"Feel free to ask anything you like. I would want to have some of the article focus on our new mines opening in Central and South America soon... But I understand that there has to be some personal things in there to hold the attention of frivolous readers so please... Anything at all. I'm an open book."