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 Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 4:51 pm
[Misericordianeo's Story Line]
"Oh, yes, I know a great deal about you, and yet, at the same time I know so little that none of it makes any sense. For example, the knowledge you have, information about cities I've never heard of; your propensity for confrontation - attack, recoil, hide, run - all of which is rather violent, I might add...
But, we are making progess."
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 4:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 4:54 pm
[Misericordianeo's Story Line]
"Well, not in the way of an identity, but we are finding you are most comfortable with, what you deal with best... it's frightening in a way..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 4:54 pm
{My Story Line}
"How so, Mr Barklight?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 5:01 pm
[Misericordianeo's Story Line]
"Please, call me Anthony. As to your question..."
Wizard got up and walked over to the cupboard, opened a drawer, and took out a large automatic handgun.
Misericordianeo tensed in her chair; Wizard was aware of her reaction.
"Now, among your skills is a knowledge of firearms."
Suddenly, without warning, he threw it to her. She caught it, the catch clean, swift, and confident.
"Break it down, please."
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 5:05 pm
{My Story Line}
...She looked at the gun in her hands, then up to Anthony...
After a moment, in silence, her hands and fingers began moving expertly over the weapon, and in less than thirty seconds it was completely dismantled on the table. She looked up at him, apprehensive as to what would happen next.
How did I do that?
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 5:09 pm
[Misericordianeo's Story Line]
Wizard smiled, "see? An extraordinary knowledge of firearms...", he stopped as he senced her apprehension.
"Perhaps it would be better if we continued this tomorrow?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 5:17 pm
{My Story Line}
"Y-yes... tomorrow.."
As she walked out the door, she thought about what had just happened... How had she been able to do that to the gun? How did I do that? For her, as far as she could remember, that was the first time she ever had a gun in her hands... And yet.. if it truly was the first time, why did it feel so right? How did I know what to do? She looked up to find that she was already at her door. She opened it and went inside, closing the door behind her.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2005 9:31 pm
*The Next Day*
Misericordianeo walked out of her room and down the hall, turning to the main personnel D6 common room.. to find that, once again, she was alone.
Being alone wasn't a problem for her, she liked the silent calm that came with being alone..
Its been a month, and she still haven't even stepped outside the D6 personnel area.. save for that one time where Mr. Bar- no, Anthony, gave me a tour of the DSC..
Absently she began traceing the pattern of the wood on the common room table, as her mind began drifting away...
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 5:17 pm
Wizard leaned on the rock and continued to read his book. He was sitting in the garden. A work of art with a small manmade goldfish pool running like a river thoughout the garden with small bamboo briges crossing here and there, marking the path though which one could travel though the garden. Absently he tossed some fish food into the river as he turned another page in his book.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:21 pm
As Misericordianeo came out of her day dream she got out and went for a walk to get some blood flowing back into her arms and legs. As she wasn't watching where she was going she soon found herself in an unknown part of the DSC Headquarters, she was lost. "Where am I?" she asked herself. Turning around she tried to go back the way she came but only found a dead end, "that's weird, I just came from this way.. or did I.. Oh no! I'm lost!" As she began to panic, she heard the faint sound of water. "What is that, is that- it is, the sound of flowing water.." She followed the sound and soon came to a bamboo door, which was puzzling to her as every other door till now was made of heavy steel. She opened it and found herself in a garden, the sound of the water coming from the river that flowed though it. Well now, this is a nice change she thought to herself as she closed the door behind her and began to walk down the garden path.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:54 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 9:04 pm
"Well.. I'm lost, to tell you the truth.." she answered him, "its like this whole place is a maze of doors and hallways."
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 9:12 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2005 9:20 pm
"Well I was.. but seeing as I don't even know where Hallway H347 is I think I'll stay here for the moment.." she replied as she sat down beside him, enjoying the calmness of the garden around them.
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