|
|
Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on May 19, 2008 21:03:22 GMT -5
I am not sure how to end this, so I just let out a "Cha Cha Cha.." Which totally ruins it and turns it from a rap sort of thing into something else.
"That was super fun!" I say and giggle. "Too bad Ronny missed that."
|
|
|
|
Post by ††Venice "Cephrien" Ashgrove†† on May 19, 2008 21:03:51 GMT -5
After exiting Dinari's place, Ceph decides that it would be a good time to check in with Violet.. so he takes out his cell phone and once again dials her number. He stands there on the side walk outside of the mansion, waiting for her to answer.
|
|
|
|
Post by slowpoke on May 19, 2008 21:05:43 GMT -5
"In the worst of times in the best of times, friends will be there to sing with you and make silly little rhymes" Charon can't help but smile the entire song, Charon hasn't been this happy in quite awhile.
|
|
|
|
Post by Calithin Crest on May 19, 2008 21:08:19 GMT -5
... Cha cha cha...
"That was okay. You guys need to step it up a little if we're ever going to do that again though. I completely carried that song on my broad and well defined shoulders. I mean, really."
I eat a few more cookies and lean back in my chair.
"If I were a type of mobile... I would be a starship."
|
|
|
|
Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on May 19, 2008 21:11:08 GMT -5
All the work today made me sleepy, so, I am not up much longer. I say a few things that don't make sense. A few random words before falling asleep at the table. I couldn't help it really. I drool a little onto the shiny table top, but at least I don't snore.
(getting offline for a while.)
|
|
|
|
Post by slowpoke on May 19, 2008 21:11:54 GMT -5
Charon nods his head in agreement "Makes sense to me" Charon smiles at Hilja for her nice job with the song. He then thinks about what type of mobile he'd be. "Hmmm" he wonders out loud "I'd probably be a bunch of books swinging around and round" Charon laughs "Sorry I'm not so interesting"
|
|
|
|
Post by Calithin Crest on May 19, 2008 21:18:19 GMT -5
((I've got to head out. I keep crazy hours. Peace.))
"Don't worry, you hold your own fairly well. You're probably not use to this sort of thing."
I shrug and notice that Hilja has fallen asleep.
"Well that's just about... The least attractive thing I've ever seen."
I eat the last of the cookies and stand up.
"I actually have to be going... It's getting late and I have alot of things to do in the morning."
I walk over to the other side of the table and shake Charon's hand...
"But thanks for everything. The cookies, the not arresting me for jacking your plants, the hospitality. It was very nice to meet you. And... I'm just going to trust that you'll take care of Hilja here."
I smile and leave his house... I call a cab, get taken to my apartment in Helsinki, shower, and then head to bed. It's been a long day.
|
|
|
|
Post by slowpoke on May 19, 2008 21:25:34 GMT -5
Charon smiles as Calithin departs him. He sees the drooling form of Hilja on the table and smiles. "Better make her comfy" he thinks to himself. Charon carries her up to his bedroom he places her on his bed and removes her shoes, finally he tucked her into his bed and kissed her on the forehead. "I guess one night on the couch never killed anyone" Charon grabbed some blankets and pillows from the closet and descended to his living room. He prepared his makeshift bed and layed down, a thin smile spread over his face. Sleep came quickly to Charon that night.
|
|
|
|
Post by Alexei Nacharade on May 19, 2008 21:55:52 GMT -5
Alexei arrives in Havana, looking around at all the poor people. It was somewhat worse then in other places, but he didn't mind it terribly. He walked among the crowded city and discretely began to ask about All Mart, rebels, and the various other happenings in Cuba. He did his best to go unnoticed.
|
|
|
|
Post by Jack Kruschev on May 19, 2008 23:39:22 GMT -5
Anthony looked into the past, came out, and went back in.
"Hows is that possible," he asked himself.
|
|
Li Violette
Regular
The Speaker
"Communism is not love. Communism is a hammer which we use to crush the enemy" -Mao
Posts: 172
|
Post by Li Violette on May 20, 2008 4:11:20 GMT -5
"Yes Venice, what did you learn?" I ask the demon assassin when he calls. So far, little progress has been made concerning Cuba. At least it seems that Venice is trying hard to find out information. When he returns, he should be rewarded with some time off.
As for me, I am concerned about the rebels there since some of those are ones I secretly support.
|
|
|
|
Post by Jack Kruschev on May 20, 2008 4:20:43 GMT -5
The clouds were blue and white, the birds flew through the sky, chirping beautiful tunes. The land was green from plantlife and it seemed that everyone was smiling. Crosses, stars, moons, and other religious symbols were worn without punishment. It seemed as if Manala was not a religion.
“Impossible…” Anthony muttered, still in the trance.
|
|
|
|
Post by ††Venice "Cephrien" Ashgrove†† on May 20, 2008 6:36:53 GMT -5
"It is just as He said in his interview on TV. The rebels in Cuba have been fighting each other for some reason." Ceph spoke, suddenly realizing that he was a bit dissatisfied with the information that he had gotten from Dinari. He slips one hand into his coat pocket and keeps the other one raised to hold the Cell up to his ear. He begins to move down the sidewalk away from Dinari's house.
"They're Anti Manalist, perhaps even Communist." He adds in, though it's fairly obvious information.
"Unfortunately, the reason as to why they are killing each other remains unknown."
Cephrien was sure that if he went back to Cuba, he would be able to find something.. perhaps an actual rebel to interrogate.
"Your orders, please."
|
|
Li Violette
Regular
The Speaker
"Communism is not love. Communism is a hammer which we use to crush the enemy" -Mao
Posts: 172
|
Post by Li Violette on May 20, 2008 10:01:21 GMT -5
"Travel there one more time and see if there is anything suspicious, but if you find nothing, then nothing can be done and there is nothing more you can do." I explain to him. (Maybe you can interact with Alexei, Machievelli, or any other character that might end up in Cuba)
This situation seems pretty pointless at the moment, but, the more information that I know about it, the better able I will be to make a decision on how to go forward.
|
|
|
|
Post by Alrick Vayne - The Void on May 20, 2008 10:24:44 GMT -5
Alrick pushed away some of his papers with a sigh of relief. It was nearly midnight, and the branch had long since closed. There had been some discrepancies in the numbers, and Alrick had just spent the past three hours tracking them down. The bank was mostly dark, he was probably the last one left. Again.
Chuckling to himself, Alrick stood and stretched, the rumbling of his belly reminding him that he should probably get something to eat and his huge yawn telling him that sleep is also something that would do him good.
((Anyone interested in roleplaying with Alrick should feel free to call him or pop by his office if they have reason to be in his bank, like say a certain subordinate of his.))
|
|
