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Post by Zen on Jun 14, 2018 18:38:51 GMT -5
Kirin Takhata
"Hera, we..." He hesitated with his words. "I mean, you and I... we're just... classmates. Partners. Business partners. We're just friends. Right?"
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Post by Doodlebug on Jun 14, 2018 18:58:37 GMT -5
Hera Katsaros
Hera paused a moment and a slight warmth reached her cheeks. There was a time she wanted more... more than a friendship. Did she still want that now? "Kirin... I'm not sure there's a single fucking label out there that can fully describe who we are to one another. Honestly, it'd be very hard to call you just a friend."
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Post by Zen on Jun 14, 2018 19:07:49 GMT -5
Kirin Tahkata
"Hera... between us, I just don't think we can be halfway between one or the other. I'm yours, or... well, I'm not. But I won't sleep tonight not knowing what I am." He made his way over to her. "...Before you tell the press, you're going to have to tell me. What am I to you?"
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Post by Doodlebug on Jun 14, 2018 19:22:29 GMT -5
Hera Katsaros
"I..." Hera turned away from Kirin. She couldn't face him. She couldn't bear to see what his reaction was. "I don't know. There's just... far too much going on right now."
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Post by Zen on Jun 14, 2018 19:25:17 GMT -5
Kirin Tahkata
I guess I shouldn't have expected an answer. He sighed and turned around, leaning on her desk. "I understand. I'm sorry for pushing you so soon. But... if that's the case, what do we tell the press? If we don't have an answer, they'll never leave you alone."
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Post by MS on Jun 14, 2018 19:29:55 GMT -5
Lori Lockhart
Lori nudged Akhim and showed him her journal. 'Wanna uncover conspiracies?'
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Post by Doodlebug on Jun 14, 2018 19:33:39 GMT -5
Hera Katsaros
"Maybe we should keep our distance from each other." Hera hated the way it sounded. She liked Kirin well enough, but she had the future of her career to think of. These baseless rumors that had been flying about could potentially ruin that career. And who knows what would happen if Kirin and her suddenly became a couple...
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Post by Zen on Jun 14, 2018 20:00:40 GMT -5
Kirin Tahkata
"Well... You're probably right." He thought back to the dream he had that morning. "Perhaps it's best that we tend to our own affairs for the time being. Let's draft that statement. You won't have to worry about me after that."
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Post by KyleTheBeast on Jun 14, 2018 20:14:53 GMT -5
Akhim Sabalani Akhim was taken aback. "Sure, I guess," he said, wondering what club this could possibly be. "Oh, by the way, I saw an archaeology club that seems cool. Would you be interested in that?"
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Post by Doodlebug on Jun 14, 2018 20:20:30 GMT -5
Hera Katsaros
"Kirin... I just need time to figure some things out. One of those things being... well, how I feel about you. It's just that this project comes before that for me. It comes before everything. This project could make or break my career as an archeologist, and right now with all the rumors..."
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Post by widmspectra on Jun 15, 2018 0:58:59 GMT -5
Nina Sylvania
Wading through the dense sea of students, Nina found herself in front of a somewhat desolate looking table facing alongside two others: bland, round glasses and a bundle of bright pink.
Let's see, what are they checking out?
"Join Investigation! We're like a newspaper without a paper!"
Well, someone's certainly proud of their slogan.
"So what's this Investigation group about? This slogan's certainly catchy. What do you do with this news you gather if you don't put it in a paper? Blackmail? Oh, is that what the fire was? A cover up for an affair?" Nina unleashed a salvo of logical leaps wondering if any of it was correct.
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Post by muhtheepic on Jun 15, 2018 1:10:48 GMT -5
Joel
"See ya soon then, boss! GTTP"
Joel sighed and turned the phone off, placing it on the desktop beside her. It was only a few minutes before it started buzzing again. She began to read intently.
What's this... the governor's office? A burglary? That came out of blue?
Joel dialed a number and paused. "Yeah, Aminu, can you pass me the burglarized governor's files? I'd like to check something..."
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Post by Iaashadow on Jun 15, 2018 1:23:28 GMT -5
Red
"Knowledge is its own reward, and we're more like a source for other publications, no we have nothing to do with the fire, and no one is paying me to say that." Red crossed her arms. "Anyways, enough with the questions, save those for your research, are any of you interested in joining?"
Makalani
The minister got out of his private car and pulled an ID off of his belt. He flashed it to a security guard and walked into the basement lobby. He passed under a massive RDF logo and swiped his ID again to get on an elevator. This whole part of the building feels too... law-firm-y. I'll have to see to that some day. He stepped out on the twelfth floor and wandered down to the end of the hallway, swiped his ID one last time, and entered his suite. Once inside he set down his bag, fished out the manila folder, and placed it flat on his deck. He took a seat and placed a hand on the file, then hesitated.
He pressed a white button on his desk. "Arroyo, could you report to my office? Urgent domestic material. Thank you." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
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Post by Zen on Jun 15, 2018 13:55:06 GMT -5
Kirin Tahkata
"I understand." He nodded. "You need my help to draft a statement for the press, or do you have things handled here?"
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Post by Zen on Jun 15, 2018 14:12:21 GMT -5
FULL NAME: Duloc, Lance
GENDER: M
AGE: 19
APPEARANCE: A blond-haired caucasian man of Australian descent, who has a regular Malisahran accent. Trim and fit, and always has a smirk on his face. He dresses for the outdoors and often has dirt or dust on him.
DESCRIPTION: Lance Duloc is a student of the University of Alexandria, studying human anatomy and pursuing a PhD. Despite majoring in a biological science, he has taken more than enough classes in archaeology and history. He has expressed an extensive knowledge of modern and ancient poisons, their histories, strengths, weaknesses and corresponding antidotes, if any. Some might even think that he's studying the human body to serve some other purpose, but he has expressed no out-of-the-ordinary thoughts thus far. No threat to the people of Malisahra.
"Is that what they say about me...? Interesting. And no, I'm not a part of the investigation club. That would be a conflict of interest... right? I guess I never gave it much thought. I've been doing some 'investigations' of my own as of late. Professor Tillbur, one of my first-semester professors, has something up his sleeve. He's been leaning a little more on his facade recently. Making himself look more stupid. Probably what I oughta be doing, but I don't think anyone's caught on quite yet. I've already stolen a stress ball, two $300 pens and an old map from his office over the past few months, and he hasn't found the culprit juuuust yet. So tonight, I go after my real prey."
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