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Post by Lady Christianna on May 20, 2015 11:31:50 GMT
In the Holo-suite, Atticus came over to where Sandy laid out in the sun next to the virtual pool and said, "Look. I know you probably don't want to talk, but something is bugging you and Lady, Amber and Dinara are all worried about you. I am willing to listen if you want. However if the Fool did something wrong, I suggest you go yell at him or atleast talk to him. If you need to talk or need somebody to listen after that, Lady and I are both here for you. However I would probably be a better choice, if you need him or somebody else roughed up some, but I am still willing to try. We will be in the hot tub a little longer, if you want to come over and just be near people or talk to us."
Atticus went back to the hot tub with Lady and held her hand. Sandy watched them for a few minutes, then got up with a sigh and walked quickly to the hot tub, the pavement feeling hot to her feet in the noonday heat. She sat down at the edge of the tub, letting her feet dangle in the soapy warm water, feeling the bubbles tickle her toes. Sandy was still amazed that the holo-emitters could make everything seem so real, particularly to a holo-girl that was no more real than the virtual spa around her.
Sandra "Sandy" Belle was a captain in the EMC who was KIA during the Pale Wars, but through a freak accident found her consciousness inhabiting the EGO of Lady Christianna. As Lady's EGO psyche, she was still a soldier who took her duty seriously, but it had become much more personal as she became part of the family that this team of ark hunters and their EGO psyches had become. Fortunately, or unfortunately for her, Sandy had fallen in love with one of those ark hunters, Volodja Uljanov.
As she kicked her feet gently in the water, she pushed up her sunglasses to the top of her blond head, blinking her blue eyes at the sudden brightness before looking at the couple in the tub and saying, "Listen, just so you know, Volodja is about to dump me and head off to wander the world again and it's all my fault because I used pure willpower to become corporeal outside of a holo-room but it was only for a minute and it almost killed me but now he knows what he is missing and that's a real relationship with a real girl."
Sandy purposively took a deep breath, giving her a chance to organize her thoughts and check her emotion, then continued sadly, "Even if I was able to become real again instead of just a ghost, it never would have worked between us. I mean, Volodja is a sophisticated man of the world and I'm just a grunt. I'm from a middle class family who was studying in college to be a mechanical engineer when the Pale Wars began, then volunteered for the EMC army to defend my country. Volodja is a cultured citizen of the world. Shit, he can tell you the artist and even the brush stroke of all the great art produced on Earth, while I took an art appreciation course once as an undergraduate. He can quote lines of great poetry and literature, and even make up his own; I can barely put a noun and verb together when I'm making a battle report. He can take a sip of wine and tell you it's vintage; I can tell you if it's red or white, and if I like its taste or not. Volodja has traveled the world, both before and after the Pale Wars. Right here on the west coast is as for as I got from my hometown in Florida. It's no wonder he's bored as hell with me! We couldn't be more different, and you add the fact that more than half the time he can't touch me and I can't touch him - well shit, the relationship was doomed from the start!"
Sandy bit her lower lip, hoping the pain would keep her from crying, but being unsuccessful as tears began to stream down her suntanned cheeks, as she reasoned, "This last date in his Parisian apartment, that program he has for the other holo-room, he cut it short, after we waited so long for it. That's why I didn't immediately come to Lady when Caprice was doing her mischief, as it wasn't life threatening and we already had so many recent dates cut short due to team crises. I'm not complaining, that's my duty, but it can be hell on a relationship, but the thing with Caprice wasn't a real crisis, so I thought, What the hell! I'm sorry about that Lady, because I was shirking my duty and I should have come, but that's beside the point! It didn't matter! We kissed like we always do, passionately, but he never took it beyond that point, like we do when we can; he just - stopped, and declared the date over. Then he immediately left the base. He's bored with me. He's bored with the life he has here with me. His feet are itchy. I read once that if you love something, you have to let it go, but that is so hard..."
Sandy could no longer talk, as her sobbing left no room for words. Lady got up from the comfort of the tub and sat at the edge of the tub, putting her thin alabaster arm around Sandy's muscular shoulders, and said with distain,"BOYS!" then glared accusingly at Atticus with narrowed pink eyes.
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 20, 2015 12:42:12 GMT
Sandy could no longer talk, as her sobbing left no room for words. Lady got up from the comfort of the tub and sat at the edge of the tub, putting her thin alabaster arm around Sandy's muscular shoulders, and said with distain,"Boys!" then glared accusingly at ME with narrowed pink eyes.
I scowl and say, "What did I do? I haven't hurt anybody in hours. I helped you with Dinara's issue. I even managed to punish Caprice without any trouble. Heck you and she have both been cuddling with me for the last couple hours! You can not blame his issues on me. It is possible that he left the base to find his car, The rest I can not say." Seeing that both women would rather glare at me than listen, I get out of the hhot tub and walk to where my stuff is.
I grab my Hailer and make a call after I make sure I am far enough from the girls that they won't hear me. "Volodja, this is Atticus. Look I do not know everything that happened between you and Sandy and don't really need to since that is your business, but I think you better come talk to her in Holo-trainer 3 and either work it out or end it. She is really upset. Please hurry. These women are pretty upset. Given the glares they shot at me and are now shooting at Kakusi, yes he is here it's a long story. Anyway given the glares they are now giving him even though he is napping, apparrently they are mad at ALL men right now. Dak. Are women always this complicated and confusing? I am not even sure what Kakusi or I did wrong! Dak the glaring is back. I better go now."
I hang up and go get a glass of Brandy for Sandy, a non-alcohloic daquari for Lady and a glass of rum for myself. I then go back to the ladies and offer them their drinks still wondering what the hell Kakusi and I did.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 20, 2015 12:52:41 GMT
"Damn it! I have caused more trouble than a hurricane," said Volodja to himself an jogged to the holo training room, explaining to Atticus on his way that in certain moments girls stick together, like when they fight against men, for example, so he should not take it personally. It's just a shoulder feeling in a hard moment, but soon it will be over, so no worries. Only one who has to worry here, is Volodja, so best that Atticus can do, is to sit quietly and don't make any noise to avoid raising attention.
His hard moment of confessing his sins was about to come when he entered into holo training room and moved closer to Sandy very carefully like a bodyguard who received an order to use deadly force only in case of direct danger, but without having any information, what that danger might be. Seeing Sandy sobbing, his heart started to bleed and before he knew, he already told about his fears of losing her, explaining:
"I always though about you as a perfection walking on Earth and I never stopped wondering, what do you find in me. I am just a wandering dreamer, a jester, a bard. A knight-errand at best, but you are most adorable girl, I ever met. I don't deserve having you as my girlfriend, Sandy, but you are the main reason, why I am still around and call this place a home. And during our last date, when you switched yourself out, when I kissed you, I thought that your eyes finally opened about me and you realized that I have nothing to offer you and you are worth much more, than I will ever be."
Volodja grabbed for his boot flask and then he remembered that it's still in vicinity of the virtual Taj Mahal with his boots and he stands there bare footed. Awkward. Really awkward. But it will get worse. So he just caught his breathe and continued:
"The reason why I left the base today is a bit embarrassing, but I owe an explanation to you all. Remember, when you found me walking on wasteland, armed only with my trustworthy sapper shovel. I was cooling myself and having a test drive with my car, which was still hidden near our base, with every intention to park it into our garage after returning. And now you can have your well deserved moment of laugh, because I was fooled by two Ark hunters with their broken car. I went to give my hand and ended up helping them in a way, I never planned, because when I peeked under the hood to see if I can fix their engine, they knocked me out and left to die with only that shovel to protect myself. Rest of the story you already know.
Today's departure is connected with my previous story. When I managed to ruin our date with Sandy, I decided to release Marcel personally and then I remembered about meeting my mob contact Tommasino, we met at The Fork earlier. He promised to let me know when he finds out something, so Marcel dropped me off on a half way to our rendezvous point. Tommasino came with the news indeed and he gladly offered me a ride, so I can get my car back. The rest was about planning and I owe much to my lovely Sophie, who acted as a bait, luring one of the douches right into my warm embrace. So I took them both out and gave them a simple choice - either turn themselves in to Cooper or try to survive in wasteland, holding their trousers with both of their paws. They had enough sense to turn themselves into hands of the law. You can ask good old Coop, actually, if you don't believe me. All I can prove my words is my car in a garage right now. All I can say, that everything is my fault, because I didn't want to make you worry about me. Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa."
He finished his confession and all he had left was to wait for a verdict standing there bare footed, head lowered and every fibre of his body expressing his guilt.
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Post by Belle Starr on May 20, 2015 13:08:19 GMT
Marcel grinned: "I knew that you are reasonable guy, Varus and can appreciate talent when you see it. I think that Sensoth will go and fetch us some unmarked scrip, right? I would like to keep our deal as a secret. Lena-darling. Do you have any wishes, Varus could fulfil? He is in generous mood today, so all you have to do is ask." Lena pulled off the black leather mask that covered her full head which Marcel insisted she wear for the film, shaking out her beautiful shoulder length white hair, saying with a wicked grin, "Gods, that was hot - in more ways than one! If I hadn't been wearing the mask, that might have been the beginning of a whole new career for me! Oh, that's right nobody but Varus is going to see the film! Pity! But I bet Varus will see it again! Probably several times a night!" The Castithan laughed as she leaned lanquidly against the wall of the trailer, lifting one shapely chalk white leg to lightly put a stiletto heel against Varus' family jewels as she took a huge roll of scrip bills from her ample cleavage, saying, "I lifted this off your Sensoth paymaster! Consider it my bonus! As I said, a night to remember, right Varus! Just also remember I could have taken so much more" Lena pressed her heel forward, just enough to make the diminutive Liberata grunt but not enough to really hurt him. Varus quickly shook his head in assent, whereupon she removed her heel from his private parts, throwing the wad of scrip bills into the air and catching it with one hand, then quickly secreting back where it came from.  |
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on May 20, 2015 13:35:47 GMT
"Lena-darling. You have to think bigger than a life if you want to succeed," said Marcel after counting the scrip, Sensoth brought. "But I took care of that part for you. Congratulation Lena! Your got yourself a rise. Your share for having fun with our friend here, will be about 500 000 scrip. I promised you twenty percent of income, but looks like it just got higher than originally planned, reaching to two million scrip. And I guess I owe you an agent's fee also. I am in generous mood today after seeing Varus so reasonable, so you get quarter of the jackpot and I think that half a million is better that 450 000." Marcel sighed, but he had to be a decent businessman after their successful operation. It's good for the reputation of his company. He keeps the most of the income anyway as a main organizer and information, he gets from Varus, guarantees him an extra cash flow, because he could sell it to...Volodja, for example, and earn some more scrip and maybe set their otherwise useless team of good doers after the hoodlum, making his life easier. Now he wanted champagne and company of girls. He can afford little celebration tonight, after finding himself a new hideout, but that meant only champagne, because having girls there would mean extra security risk.  |
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Post by Lady Christianna on May 20, 2015 13:48:31 GMT
As Atticus stood at the side of the hot tub watching as Lady remained with her arm protectively around the sobbing Sandy while the barefooted Volodja tried to explain his actions, he felt a small tug at the bottom edge of his swim trunks. He looked down, seeing a small Irathient boy with purple hair and electric blue eyes. Atticus immediately recognized the avatar of his unborn son, Cosmin, with a grim look on his small red clay colored face.
"Father, we need to talk," Began Cosmin respectfully, "After serious consideration, I have come to the logical conclusion that you should abdicate control of your body to Kabule, who is clearly the stronger of you three. Now don't get angry father, as that is a wasteful use of energy. Please just hear me out! When I take over the world as it is prophesized and begin my New World Order, I will need a strong right arm at my side to enforce the new rules I will instate to keep the world running in a logical manner." Cosmin looked over at the crying Sandy, and commented, "I think the first rule is that there will be no weeping. No whining either."
Cosmin then looked back up at his Father, electric sparks flicking from his intense blue eyes, as he continued, "The does not mean I do not respect you Father or even - love you - but is a question of expediency. You willingly gave up leadership of the team to share it with Aunt Erika and Uncle Volodja. From her record, Aunt Erika seems to be a fine soldier and administrator, but not of your caliber, at least as to combat expertise. Uncle Volodja is too emotional, and cares for useless things like the fine arts and - individual people, which makes him a liability when one must be concerned with the whole planet. I can understand why you didn't kill Aunt Belle on the spot when she suggested the triumvirate in the first place, as her Volge-self will be a huge asset in the coming War of Ascension, but you should have at the very least slapped her down to show your dominance. Furthermore, your mercy towards the two enemies you had captured also showed your growing weakness of character. I must remember, no mercy should also be a rule. No, I'm sorry Father, but Kabule will be a much stronger and ruthless ally for me in the New World Order."
As Cosmin fired his father as the right arm of the New World Order, Sandy stopped crying and stared with alarm at Volodja as he finished his confession, "You could have been killed!You shouldn't have gone alone! That's why you have friends and team mates to watch your back! It's dangerous out there you asshole! You wonderful beautiful asshole! Promise me you won't do that again."
Sandy got up from the hot tub so fast that she almost lost her balance and fell back in again, but instead fell into Volodja's arms, showering his face with kisses, in between which she whispered, "I was tired! That was all! It took so much out of me becoming corporeal outside! I'm so sorry I wasn't more responsive! I'm so stupid!"
With that, Sandy then confessed all her insecurities over their loving relationship, telling him everything that she had told Lady and Atticus only minutes before.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 20, 2015 14:16:46 GMT
"Not you fault, my love," whispered Volodja to Sandy's ear, turning face away from Atticus and Lady, because that was a private moment for Sandy and him. "You are not stupid, you were tired, because of me, and you are perfect girl for me. Warm and caring and so beautiful and true. Never ever think differently about yourself. Heart won't ask for a college degree or knowledge about books or paintings to love someone. I must learn a lot about living and loving. Been too much alone during my wandering years. It has done some good, like increasing my knowledge and surviving skills and making me an experienced solo fighter, but it also made me miss a big part of things, life has to offer, until I met you, so you have to be my teacher, if you want. I can share all my love and knowledge about the world in return. And don't risk your life with trying to get corporeal for me. Please. I don't want to lose you. I just love you so much, Sandy. And having you by my side and in my heart is the best thing, what can happen to a guy who has travelled through world ever since he was old enough and never staying one place too long. After I met you, my love, I want to stay with you and when we are not together, then I think about you all the time."
Volodja pressed their bodies against each other, not caring about Sandy's wet swimsuit moistening him, his heart beating so strong, so he was afraid that Sandy will end up with bruises and responded to every kiss, he received, with two, until they both felt dizzy, but that didn't stop them from continuing, although they had to sit down, because of Volodja felt suddenly very weak on his feet, having Sandy so close to him. His hands felt firmness of her body, his nostrils could smell her delicate scent, his lips tasted her's and his brown eyes got lost into her baby blue eyes while they kept kissing each other passionately.
Then he whispered again: "Sandy, my love. We should leave those two lovers here alone. Can you come to a little walk with me, please? I want to show you something." He really wanted to be with Sandy and show her Taj Mahal - one of most beautiful buildings in the world and the epitome of romantic love and maybe steal more kisses from Sandy as a fee for his tour guide services.
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At psychiatric wing Wolfram was desperate, watching how his two new assistants kept arguing, so finally he made a decision and erased both of them from data bases. Brody did way too good job, because Wolfram's office got that certain atmosphere, known from Miloš Forman's film "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" and that was scary even for Wolfram who had seen a lot of horrifying things in his life time.
"Must try something different. Too much trouble with these two," he said. Suddenly he grinned and gave Brody a new order, explaining exactly what he wanted. "I think that we all going to like the results," was Wolfram's comment, when Brody started his work third time this night, already yawning and rubbing his sleepy eyes, but Wolfram was merciless.
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 20, 2015 23:21:06 GMT
I look at Cosmin, then look to make sure nobody else is listening. "I am not weak. It takes great strength of mind and character to know when to show mercy, as does knowing when to be ruthless. I am growing to be a better person. beating or killing people that don't agree with you, just makes you hated and gives people more reason to kill you. So does taking their freewill or outlawing people's emotions. Knowing when to lead and when to let others is also important. I hated leading by myself. Most leaders do. However as a triumvirate we will all be able to focus on our strengths and protect the other's weaknesses. And since it takes a majority vote in most cases we will not be accidently harming those under our command.
Besides with me back in control of Security and that as my main focus, I will have much better control over this base than I did as a leader and better control than any other single leader ever did. I will know EVERYTHING going on in the base. I will know all the weaknesses and all the strengths. As Chief of security I was able to make my personal armory the most secure place on this base. Now that I am in control of security again and this time complete control, without having to run a 'security issue' past command first. I can do the same for the rest of our family quarters, but make them and the family armory even more secure. And I was told that, by showing Lena Marr leniency, she returned the favor by showing us every secret thing and location on this base that she knew about. So now I can make it more secure. As well as use new my position as Director of Security to do as I wish with any secrets that I find here. Any secrets I find will be mine, alone, to do with as I please. Even if that includes new weapons or more equipment, as well as other secret places."
"Yes Volodja is very soft. It annoys me at times. However caring for others is extremely important. Especially for those that wish to lead. If you don't care about any of them, then none of them will care about you. What will you do when everybody turns on you because of you controlling everything that they do? Kill them? Then what? You will be the only person left on a lifeless planet because you killed everyone, including your family. If you manage to live that long, which is not likely. Nobody can survive or even truly live with complete order....or complete Chaos for that matter. Conquerors never survive long because the type of world you are talking about always fails.
Besides if I killed everybody that disagreed with me, then you would not be here now. If Kabule was as strong as you think, then you still wouldn't be here. I would have never taken this body or even existed because Kabule would have never needed me. The Kabule from the past would never have children. If he did, he would have killed them in the womb. Kabule is a creature of vengeance and destruction afterall.
So you are crazy if you think Kabule would be controlled by another Conqueror. Besides he doesn't want this body and more importantly he hates himself for ever allowing himself to be controlled as somebody else's 'right hand' and not being able to kill them. He might pretend to go along with you for awhile, but will eventually try to betray and kill you. You also forget that Kabule is not half Grid nor does he want to be and will never have use of this body's powers. Prophecies are always created by people trying to force their beliefs on others.
As for destiny, we don't have one. One's future is never set in stone. It is what you make of it. The Inquisition wants you to be a conqueror. Your family just wants you happy and healthy to be what YOU want to be. Look I love you but know if you choose to be a Conqueror like they want, then you will ultimately die because of it, perhaps even by Kabule's or my hand. Most likely, most if not all of your family will have already been killed by you or your 'Right arm' by that time. I love you and wouldn't want to hurt you, but I love the rest of my family too so I can not stand by and let all of them be hurt or killed. However if you learn to be a loving and caring Leader instead, then more people will survive and willingly follow. They will be happy and you will live longer. As will your family. You should put this prophecy nonsense away and enjoy your childhood. Believe me, you will miss it when it is gone and hate it if you are never allowed to have one. Just focus on being a loving and good child and have fun. Plotting to control everyone and destroy everything in your way is no fun and defintely not something for a kid to concern themselves with.
You know I have missed you. This family fun day would have been much better if the whole family was here, and enjoying themselves. So how about you leave this conquering and leadership talk for the future, and just be a kid for awhile. I would love to spend some quality time with both of my children. Not just your sister. Besides I know your mother would love to meet you. Now come on, Cosmin. Let's go introduce you to your mother, then we can have a waterfight or something. Perhaps we can find some water baloons to throw at you sleeping Uncle, Kakusi. Then instead of being Sazri Kakusi the superior Grid, he will be Sazri Kakusi, the Soaked!...Yes I know that is chaotic not orderly, but it will be fun. Perhaps, if we hold one over him, we can even trick him into soaking himself. We will show that lightning rod boring!! Oh one more thing. Please do NOT tell anybody what I said about being Director of Security, and especially NOT your mom or any of your Aunts. That will remain our secret. The first between father and son."
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Post by Lady Christianna on May 21, 2015 1:53:46 GMT
Sandy smiled, kissing Volodja and whispering, "Let's go."
As Volodja and Sandy left hand in hand to visit the Taj Mahal, Cosmin looked at the ground contemplating what his father had told him, wrinkling his small brow as he puckered his tiny lips in concentration.
Cosmin looked up at his father with intense electric blue eyes, then sighed, "I see the wisdom in your words, Father. I see also that there is much that I have yet to learn. Thank you for your guidance; however, I do not see the reason to antagonize your Grid symbiote considering your - "
Just then, Lady Christianna's wide pink eyes locked with his electric blue ones as she spread her thin alabaster arms wide to receive her son as she sat in the virtual hot tub smiling enigmatically, and Cosmin exclaimed excitedly, "Oh, Mommy wants me!" Then he ran and jumped into her arms, and they began laughing and splashing as all thoughts of conquering the world left his child's mind as he played for the first time.
At almost the same time, Lena replied to Marcel, "Thanks for the scrip boss," Then with an exaggerated blink of one sky blue eye and a mischievous half smile, she asked cheerfully, "Now do we celebrate? I won't charge you if you don't charge me!"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 21, 2015 3:58:51 GMT
In psychiatric wing Volodja stopped to see, what Wolfram and Brody are doing now. Sandy appeared by his side again, because EGO emitters didn't affected base corridors. However, psychiatric wing was covered, giving Sophie an opportunity to work there and enabling Volodja to slide his hand around Sandy's waist and pull them close together while he listened Wolfram's complains about two assistants who were too busy with each other, so they ignored their work completely.
Volodja smiled and said: "Guess I managed to prove my point then. You wanted total order here and I created element of chaos. They belong together, because most of the time they leave the world alone, when they are busy fighting with each other. Sometimes one of them dominates for a certain time period, but not very long from sub specie aeternitatis. Long domination period of order ends up with chaos. It has always happened, but total chaos won't last too long after that too. There are always some people, who restore order after that. Even if they do it for selfish reasons, like preserving everything they managed to loot thanks to interesting times. So if we need an assistant then one should have both qualities to keep things balanced in our department. We maintain order here from now on, but we will add an organized element of controlled chaos, like reasonable order has always done - a carnival, a Saturnalia, an Oktoberfest. I entrust you two creation of our new assistant, but make him/her to be stable and balanced. Then we can have a really effective one. And now, if you excuse me, gentlemen, I will continue my date with mu adorable girlfriend Sandy." And they entered into holo therapy room, holding each other hands, but as soon as they closed the door, Volodja pulled Sandy gently closer again and stole his first kiss from Sandy as he was planning to and then they run to the pool, hand in hand, but instead of giving a lecture about the building right away, Volodja used his lips and tongue for more pleasurable purposes, to please Sandy with a long and passionate kiss and talked about the building and told a story, how the Emperor Shah Jahan got this monument constructed in the memory of his beloved wife Mumtaz Mahal, with whom he fell in love at the first sight, only after that.
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Broderick Smythe looked at Wolfram and asked: "Is he always like that? Very unpredictable, I mean. You know him longer than I do so maybe you know the answer."
Wolfram looked back at Brody with a smile in his grey eyes and said: "Volodja never stops surprising me. He is that element of chaos, he spoke about, but yet he establishes order when things get chaotic. He is a human, what can I say. Extremely extraordinary on being ordinary, as you can see - he just went to a date with a virtual girl like it was most common thing to do, although I suspect that having a date with a steady girlfriend and having a loving relationship are uncommon things for him. Let's get back to work now and finish creating that assistant now. And you better follow his suggestions about balanced personality, Broderick. Or I will make sure that you have a personal experience of being an eunuch. Ich schertze nur. War nicht ernst gemeint." Wolfram grinned and patted Brody's shoulder, leaving him ponder about his last words.
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Post by Atticus Batman on May 21, 2015 4:05:13 GMT
Cosmin says, "I see the wisdom in your words, Father. I see also that there is much that I have yet to learn. Thank you for your guidance; however, I do not see the reason to antagonize your Grid symbiote considering your - "
Just then, Lady Christianna's wide pink eyes locked with his electric blue ones as she spread her thin alabaster arms wide to receive her son as she sat in the virtual hot tub smiling enigmatically, and Cosmin exclaimed excitedly, "Oh, Mommy wants me!" Then he ran and jumped into her arms, and they began laughing and splashing as all thoughts of conquering the world left his child's mind as he played for the first time.
As Cosmin runs off to Lady, I say, "Your very welcome. We all want you. But yes go give your mother a hug. She deserves all the love we have and more." Then I think, "Daking kid is going to be a handful! Has the ruthless edge of Kabule and the one-line orderly thinking of Kakusi! Damn Dinara may be right. I am the combiniation of the both. But where did I get my common sense and this dakking caring and loving nature that I have picked up? From the parents that abandoned me? Or from being around Belle, Lady and the other lightsiders for the last 3 months?"
Just then I hear Dinara say in my head, "I heard that Atty! Told ya not to argue, because I was right about ya! Now quit thinkin about me! You're interupted our ki...um kidsittin! We are just talkin quietly and watchin Neice Caprice sleep, and you are disturbin us! And since you will wonder later, Niece Caprice has that mischeivious side that you once had, according to the records from your previous EGOs that you had uploaded to me, when I was installed. The same part that Kakusi has started missing in you. That part that made ya kiss Lady on a whim, in Belle's quarters at your second meeting! Talk later, back to Amberbaby and Neice Caprice now! NO MORE INTERUPTIN PULEEEAAASSSEEEE!!!"
I think back to her, "Sorry. Didn't mean to. Now go back to babysitting Pest."
I then concentrate and isolate my thoughts so the others don't hear this time, the benefit of being the head of the hivemind. "I suppose I have gotten boring. However I did suggest some fun to Cosmin. I guess I need to learn what each of the twins likes and pick the right activity for the right kid. Given the tricks I punished Caprice for, she may have enjoyed that waterbaloon fight and perhaps even pranking the arrogant stiff! Hmm perhaps I will have to see if Cosmin likes Chess later. Good game of strategy, though I have only ever had one to play it with. And Death never finishes it. Says I cheat and he hates being cheated, then he sends me back on my way. I never cheated, I always let HIM win! There is a difference! People cheat him so he will let them live, I let him win so I could die! But noo! He wouldn't allow it! Says I must live until he learns to beat me fairly! Oh well. I guess the joke is on him, since I am done trying to force myself to die, now that I have Lady and our family. Where was I? Oh right trying to figure out ways to amuse the boy and 'bond'. I then glance at Cosmin and Lady splashing. "Dak I think too much. Enough of it for now."
I shrug off my thoughts and walk back towards the hot tub. I sit in the chair I had Caprice in a while ago and watch Lady happily splashing with our son who seems to be enjoying himself. Dak my life is completely different than I am used to. I may miss the action, but think I prefer this life more so far. I watch them for a little while, but then my eyes sparkle bright blue for a split second as I think, "I am NOT boring!" I then get up and walk to the hot tub.
After I climb in again, I hug Lady and Cosmin at the same time, as the glow of my eyes sparkle brightly again. Then I get the same mischivious look I saw on Caprice's face, when she was near the sauna. Before Lady and Cosmin know what is happening, I dunk them under the bubbles. When they both pop back up and glare at me, both with the same look on their faces, with bubbles sliding down their faces, I can't help but bust up laughing.
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on May 21, 2015 5:25:43 GMT
"Now do we celebrate? I won't charge you if you don't charge me!" asked Lena blinking her blue eyes.
"Of course we celebrate Lena-darling. We just completed a really successful operation with most satisfying results. You are very talented girl, Lena, and you seemed to enjoy the power you had over Varus, but you better put that whip away. I would really like to get you know you closer, but since I want to spare feelings of our good friend Varus and maintain his high morale standards, I will lock him into this closet, while we have modest company party, so co workers can bond with each other. I do hope that you won't charge me too much for working overtime. After all, it will be a pleasure too, not only a business."
As a man of his word (at least when it was useful to him) Marcel did as he promised, locking closet door behind Varus and Sensoth. Then he opened the bottle of sparkling wine (as a French, he could not force himself calling it champagne, because he knew exactly, where real champagne was made), filled two glasses and stepped closer to Lena.
"To our prosperous, fruitful and hopefully continuing relationship!" he declared cheerfully, before stepping closer and giving Lena a chance to show her other skills, he only could imagine so far, hoping that he got the message right and they can REALLY get to know each other in a way, the real man, like Marcel was, can have with a diabolical but really attractive woman, like Lena, but avoiding unfortunate fate of Varus or other guys who got to her way.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 21, 2015 8:07:44 GMT
Broderick's fingers tapped the keys. He had clear vision about assistant's appearance. Because he considered himself to be a true "trekkie" assistant got looks of Deanna Troi, but what about her mental picture? Volodja wanted balance, brains and creativity, Wolfram needed sense of duty and discipline. Brody was really stuck, because all his life he was an introverted genius and he could not create a personality without having exact description. His thick glasses went foggy from mental efforts, but he still hadn't any good ideas. Brody always imagined Deanna Troi in different situations than doing her work, so his ideas didn't seemed to be suitable at all.  Sophie materialized by their side and looked curiously Brody in distress. Suddenly a wicked smile appeared to her lips and her elegant fingers pinched Brody's ear and she pulled him away from his work station by his ear, saying: "Man should realize his limits. You need a woman's intuition here, if you want to succeed. Out of my way, Brody and let the master work!" Sophie knew what she was doing, when she started to draw a mental map of their new holographic assistant, but looking at her appearance made Sophie to wrinkle her elegantly shaped virtual nose. "Damned teenage boys," she muttered. "Less cleavage is always better. We are trying to create a professional environment and not fulfil dreams of the horny nerd. But I won't blame him, because that's how she was presented in a show, until they came into their senses and returned her brains." Broderick looked Sophie at work with real amazement. God, that virtual girl was hot! Brody noticed that Volodja had a talent to surround himself with smart and beautiful girls and get along with them. There was gorgeous Sandy, his love interest; he was really close with beautiful Belle Starr; sexy Chloe seemed to undress him every time with her eyes, when they met and even Volodja's EGO psyche Sophie was like a nerd's dream come true. Brody tried to act like him and greet lovely Sophie with a compliment, but blushed and said something about being struck by Sophie's beauty like a lightning or so or whatever... Sophie explained patiently that she sees him only as a friend, who has lot of qualities, and that's why they should not put their friendship to the test. She felt sorry for the poor nerd, because Brody was not even near her standards, but in her compassionate heart she hoped that Brody will meet a computer geek one day and get's his chance to reproduce himself, although thinking about that made her giggle. "Done!" Sophie soon exclaimed. "Women have brains too, Brody. Not only boobs, so they deserve respect. Keep that in mind, if you ever want to to find a girl. You can take over from here, by the way, to give it a final polish." And Sophie disappeared again, leaving Wolfram and Brody to finish her work. |
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Post by Lady Christianna on May 22, 2015 2:06:10 GMT
As Cosmin and Lady looked at each other across the bubble bath, enigmatic smiles mirrored on their faces as they leaped laughing on Atticus, seeking to dunk him under the water by sheer numbers, and which he let them do. Meanwhile, Caprice's electric Blue eyes flew open wide awake where she had been lying, as she suddenly had a thought. Suddenly she disappeared from the bed in the virtual room her babysitters had laid her to sleep, and they didn't notice as they were currently in the next room on the couch absorbed in an intense necking session.
Caprice appeared, a mischievous grin on her little red clay colored face, as she stood hovering with a green water balloon above Kakusi who lay lounging face down on the massage table of the virtual spa, thinking, "Daddy-rent has GOOD ideas!"
Meanwhile, Sandy, Lady's EGO psyche, had changed from her black one piece bathing suit to a flowered sun dress more suitable for globetrotting. She had a thought of her own as she walked hand in hand with Volodja in front of the beautiful gardens around the Taj Mahal. It was mid day in the simulation that was clearly based on a time before the Pale Wars, as tourists were everywhere chatting happily and taking cell phone selfies with the elegant palace in the background. Suddenly, Sandy stopped in mid step, turning around to face Volodja with a smile, closing her wide blue eyes and putting a forefinger to her suntanned nose.
The sun quickly set over Volodja' head as time raced in the simulation, and the park around the Taj Mahal emptied of holo-people in speed motion. Soon, time once again moved at a regular pace and it was night time with the full moon clearly up, basking the ancient palace grounds in a romantic blue light, now empty of all others but the two lovers. Sandy reopened her blue eyes to smile at Volodja, but then closed them once again as she embraced him and kissed him passionately. After a few minutes of kissing that didn't end, Sandy began to unbutton Voldaja's shirt, from the top down, as Volodja then took the cue to do the same to her dress. In a short amount of time, both her laced panties and his boxers, the last remaining garments on both of them, were dropping to the trimmed grass of the palace grounds, soon followed by the clothes' owners.
Neither Volodja nor Sandy broke their lip lock as they slowly sunk to the ground, holding each other so close the heat of their love threatened to meld them into one. As Volodja gently rolled Sandy onto her back, still kissing her afraid that if he stopped she would disappear into the stuff of dreams, he entered her making them indeed one. In the dim light, Sandy's blue eyes opened wide as she gasped in pleasure, his own gasp mirroring hers as they reached orgasm simultaneously. As they lay panting for breath and sweating naked in each others arms in the pale moon light, they began laughing uncontrollably, joyful in each other's company and the lack of interruption by yet another team base emergency.
At exactly the same moment, in a small bed in a small trailer in back of The Crater with a small man locked in the closet looking through the shuttered doors, Marcel and Lena also reached a sexual climax, although one full of lust but not love; equally pleasurable in the physical sense, but not nearly as gratifying spiritually.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on May 22, 2015 5:39:56 GMT
 "If it's a dream, my love, then I never want to wake up. But if everything just happened was true, then I will treasure it as a precious memory and hope that we will have lot of them together. I love you so much Sandy," said Voldoja to his adorable girl, holding her naked body gently against his, while they both bathed in pale light of the Moon. Then they got up from their grassy bed and walked to the pool, hands around each other. Slowly they stepped down into the cool water and started to wash the sweat off from each other nude bodies, using every opportunity to feel and explore their significant other and doing it slowly, to prolong their date as much as possible. Afterwards they found Volodja's boot flask, miraculously untouched by tourists and locals, still filled with brandy and they took a chance to sit down and share the drink, warmth of their bodies and passionate kisses, so they both could feel warm, happy, safe and being close to each other at least for a moment in this crazy world, they were living. _________________________ At the same time, Marcel got up from his bed too, squeezing Lena's right breast to wake her, because they took a nap after their wild company party, during which he discovered that snow queen Lena turned out to be a really lusty lover. Marcel glance slid over her curvy chalk white body, which offered so much pleasure, but at moment they hadn't much time to encore. They both are practical people anyway, not some useless dreamers, like you know who...They must release Varus from his closet and then find themselves a better hide out than this trailer here, so he said: "Lena-darling. We better pack our things and find ourselves a more private place for our base of operations. Since you are local, you might have some suggestions. I know that you have brains for it, not to mention your body." |
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