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 Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 7:41 am
 All of my love will then turn into yours,
((Oh god, sorry! D: !!!))
Misery thought for a moment before he nodded. "Sounds like a plan to me. We'll have to be careful though becasue we'll be in the middle of them, and there's going to be some there who may be able to spot an assassin."
And you will feel hope bleeding out from your pores.
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 9:59 am
((Lolx, don't say sorry Katie. It's okie dokie. All that's happened is Milinda and Wen left on their mission and Milinda "ran" away from the agency to start a revolt. And Wen went back to China.))
Milinda got to the front entrance before a nurse finally stopped her. "Where are you going?! You're supposed to be in bed!" The nurse scolded.
"I can't go back there. Let me go!" Milinda said stomping on the nurses foot.
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Your_Last_Wish_For_Death Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 11:50 am
((yep. Turns out Milinda's parents are assassins as well (I was thinking they could tie into Misery and Nick's mission; the whole conflict of the various assassin groups, and Milinda's rebellion) But that's just me. So no worries biggrin ))
The great ball of fire had set by the time Wen awoke. He crawled out of bed at the sound of the dinner bell, knowing by the particular tone and number of rings that it signified dinner and not some other time. Yet he didn't follow the groups of people heading to dinner. Instead, he slunk down to the meditation hall and there calmed his mind and soul in the quiet.
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 7:54 pm
((Sounds like a good idea Silver.))
Milinda ran for it when the nurse let her go. She didn't care that she almost fell over stumbleing.
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Your_Last_Wish_For_Death Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 8:20 pm
Wen emerged from the meditation hall well after dinner and stole away to practice his aim with other trainees. With newfound calm, he awaited orders, partifularly concerning Nick and Misery's mission.
((Thanks smile ))
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 8:32 pm
((Welcome))
Milinda got across the street to an abandoned house. She broke in and collapsed on the floor asleep. "Hey, Mil! I got an idea. You know how the people are takin the kids to train them or something?" Her friend asked.
"Yea." Milinda replied.
"Why don't we bring them down? You and I together?"
"Ok!" She said laughing happily.She was dreaming of the day her and her friend made the rebellion.
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Your_Last_Wish_For_Death Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 11:27 pm
When night settled, Wen found himself oddly content and headed to his room for an easy night.
"Sure thing, Mrs. Samson!" a four year old boy with straight dark hair said. He flashed a dazzling smile at her and ran off to town. There, he bargained for a gallon of milk and returned to the little cottage on the hill.
He was nearly to Mrs. Samson's home when a plane hovered near him, so quiet he didn't hear it until it was just a few yards away. A dark-clothed man leapt out of the plane and headed for him.
Wen continued for the cottage as if nothing was wrong. When the man picked him up though, he could tell otherwise. He threw the milk against the cottage door, hoping the lady would hear and come rescue him. He tried to scream, but the man had covered his mouth and was now taking him towards the plane.
Kicking and jerking around and with muffled cries of protest, Wen was brought into the plane. A sharp metal rod poked his arm and he slipped into a stream of blackness.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:55 pm
Milinda awoke with a tremendous headache. She sat up in the place she'd found and sighed. "I hate this." She said to no one, but herself. She was worried if she had suffered any major injuries from her fleeing the hostipal. She did a quick assessment and decided she was fine.
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Your_Last_Wish_For_Death Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 1:48 pm
The next day started slowly, with the usual routine. Again, Wen kept a careful ear out for news about Misery and Nick's mission. And though he knew he ought to ignore it, he kept thinking back to Milinda, trapped in a country that she hadn't been to for many years, with her assassin-parents on her tail.
But he quickly put it out of his mind when he arrived in the familiar airway. After inspecting the digital panels stating the status of the planes, he fished out supplies and got to work fixing and cleaning his beloved J16.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 1:59 pm
Milinda sat annoyed at her life in it's current position. Ok, quick assessment. Father trailing me, friend forgetting I exist, trapped in Germany, possibly police after me as well, injured. Sounds ok enough to handle. I got to get to Switzerland for our rendezvous. She thought about the rendezvous she had told people about. People in the rebellion of course. She got up and almost fell over.
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