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Something like hammering is heard through one wall of the room. Eventually, a crack appears in the wall; some seconds later, one point of a pickaxe penetrates. Eventually, an opening is made. In steps the wielder of the pickaxe: a red-haired European-looking man, very tall, who introduces himself as Vissarion the Selfless. "I'm from the same world as Mo'ajin, but I live about 500 years later. I haven't yet found a way out of this building, but there are lots of rooms and stairways, with food and other necessities in many of the rooms. If we cooperate, I'm sure we can eventually get outside...because I know that God DOES notice my existence. He spared my life when barbarians pillaged my town long ago, and has delivered me from worse terrors since then."
 
"Shut up, Lisbeth," grumbled Ivan, "There's ALWAYS a way out. Even when it takes 45 years to find. Now we've got an escape from this room, see?" He turns to size up Vissarion.
"I don't know about Selfless, but you could help us. I'm a firm believer in working together. It's a nice thought, at least. And sometimes it works." He pulls out his mangaled pistol and twirls it.
"I don't know about God, but I do know my own strength. I'm not staying in this room. Who's comming with me?"
 
he looked at her

Yea, why would i stay here.
this place is *bleep* anyway.
and i need to find my ssiter, she'll be worried.
our baby bro is already missing..not me too!


ooc: there ya go...bad Raj!
 
Vissarion approaches Lisbeth. Despite his badly scarred face, he projects an air of reassurance. "There will be a way out, youngster. God will show us to it, or enable us to create it. I would tell you more about the desperate predicaments I've escaped from, but they might scare you. The point is that where there is faith and love, hope never dies. I am going to keep looking, whether you join me or not; but you are welcome to search along with me." He speaks louder now, for the benefit of all present: "One thing I have determined with fair certainty is that the level we are on is not very high above the ground; I discovered this by peering through some smal openings resembling arrow slots in a castle. So if a window is found, or a portion of the exterior wall can be pierced, escape will at that point be nearly certain, Sartre or no Sartre."
 
Copperfox said:
Vissarion approaches Lisbeth. Despite his badly scarred face, he projects an air of reassurance. "There will be a way out, youngster. God will show us to it, or enable us to create it. I would tell you more about the desperate predicaments I've escaped from, but they might scare you. The point is that where there is faith and love, hope never dies. I am going to keep looking, whether you join me or not; but you are welcome to search along with me." He speaks louder now, for the benefit of all present: "One thing I have determined with fair certainty is that the level we are on is not very high above the ground; I discovered this by peering through some smal openings resembling arrow slots in a castle. So if a window is found, or a portion of the exterior wall can be pierced, escape will at that point be nearly certain, Sartre or no Sartre."
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Ivan laughs. "Desperate predicaments? You talk like a character in a book. In any case, I know nothing of faith and love, but I do know about hope. And hope is what keeps people alive. Maybe I'm barely a person....but hope works. And it's the only thing that works. More important than brute strength. Not that it doesn't help..." He attempts to hold the pistol like a real gun, but ends up looking pathetic.
"Now,, are we going or not? I'm not the kind of man who'd leave you all alone. I'm a *bleep* for sure, but I'm no coward."
 
Lisbeth looked up at him. "I - I don't know. After Darron betrayed us, my whole world fell to pieces. My friends and I were on the continually and - and - now THIS!"
 
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Ivan laughs. "Desperate predicaments? You talk like a character in a book. In any case, I know nothing of faith and love, but I do know about hope. And hope is what keeps people alive. Maybe I'm barely a person....but hope works. And it's the only thing that works. More important than brute strength. Not that it doesn't help..." He attempts to hold the pistol like a real gun, but ends up looking pathetic.
"Now,, are we going or not? I'm not the kind of man who'd leave you all alone. I'm a *bleep* for sure, but I'm no coward."
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"Too bad you're not cute," Jade snided.
 
Lady of Narnia said:
Lisbeth looked up at him. "I - I don't know. After Darron betrayed us, my whole world fell to pieces. My friends and I were on the continually and - and - now THIS!"
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Ivan shrugs: "A broken life can't be repaired fully, but it can be mended a bit. I know this for a fact. If you could have seen me a few years ago....but it doesn't matter. I'm still in pieces, but I see no reason to give up,"
 
Lisbeth looked at Ivan. "You don't know what I've been through! I've suffered betrayal at the hands of the person whom I thought was my best friend. My family is dead, and - and -" But she stopped speaking.
 
Lady of Narnia said:
Lisbeth looked at Ivan. "You don't know what I've been through! I've suffered betrayal at the hands of the person whom I thought was my best friend. My family is dead, and - and -" But she stopped speaking.
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"That's it!" Meridia snideded, "wow. Never take her to the Lactea academy."
Veragoe rolled her eyes.
"Seriously quit complaining," Jade said, "life gets worse."
 
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