Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 169957 times)

By the way I'm not Russian.
Chinese, guys. I'm Chinese.

"Tch, sleeping in my class. Now that I think about it, though, I did need an airhorn..."
"I didn't sleep. I actually quite enjoyed the class."

"Good," I said, "at least somebody paid attention in my class."

"Good," I said, "at least somebody paid attention in my class."
"How many did you have?"

"How many did you have?"

"Seminars, you mean? About seven through the past two weeks."

"Seminars, you mean? About seven through the past two weeks."
"I went to most of them, yeah."

I stood there, trying to clear my mind, but it was near impossible.

"Hey, are you alright?"

I sook my head. "Nothing.". I then changed to a different topic. "I was just chased by a Crazy, we all need to find a safer place."

I tap the man that knew Russian on the shoulder and point to the door that leads outside, "Budem li my?"

I nod, starting for the door.

Ryan and I follow, making sure he doesn't trip, because I notice that he's somewhat of a klutz.

I pay attention to any small noises, making sure there are no crazies.
"Wait, we forgot the teenager."

I pay attention to any small noises, making sure there are no crazies.
"Wait, we forgot the teenager."
"He'll follow."

"Davaĭte prosto ostavitʹ malysha."

"He's suggesting we leave him. From an emotional standpoint I'm all for it. From a tactical stand point we could use the extra manpower."