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 Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 12:38 pm
Vladimir waved to charolette showing he meant to say hello.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 4:52 pm
Vladimir removed his helmet to see the young lady in front of him.  "Why, hello miss." He smiled "Don't worry about the scar." He bowed to show that he was a gentleman.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 8:00 pm
"Oui bien ..Merci pour l'eau.I suis vraiment reconnaissante.."he said then he noticed the two people who just arrived.He winced at Vladimir's scar."Qu'est comment avez-vous cette cicatrice?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 12:30 pm
"You see it all started when.." Just then an enemy soldier jumped down from the roof swinging a knife at Vladimir. Vladimir jumped over him and landed behind him and snapped his neck. "Ok now that that's over. I was in training and we were using stun rounds. I was beating them 3-on-1, me being the one, and then they started using real rounds. One got through my helmet's visor and hit my eye. Then right as I was looking up down came a knife and, well you do the math. Oh also I don't speak french." Vladimir's A.I. appeared mid-air floating "Hello." "Oh yeah, this is my A.I. Theta."
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 1:13 pm
"I just asked how you got the scar..."he said with a italian acent.Then turned into a girl."I'm just curious....."
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 2:19 pm
"Sorry i got uncontrolable transfomation..."She said with a sorrowful look.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 2:30 pm
"I got infected by something and I got these weird changes.It's a relief that I can look like myself again."she said."I'm Darla...I only know four laugauges.."
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 2:54 pm
 Drake watches Myka leave in a hurry with pain on her face and he frowns to it while eating his ice cream alone.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2011 3:09 pm
Myka looked back at Drake and frowned. She skidded to a stop and, ignoring the pain, beckoned for him to follow her. "Come with me." she said quietly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 9:12 am
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