Viridian Dreams

[pchwang]

There was a barely audible click.

"Alice, this isn't a good idea."

A slightly louder click.

"Alice, are you even listening to me? You realize that if you get caught with this crap, it's going to more or less shove a F-Bomb up your life's ass."

Alice groaned. Yuri could be so blunt sometimes, without even knowing. She pushed a button on her small wireless headset. "Yeah, Yuri, I know. Now, aren't you supposed to be asking the guy questions?"

"Well," began Yuri from the other end of the line, "I dunno if I can do it."

Another click. Alice grimaced. "What the hell do you mean?"

"It's just that I've never done this before," said Yuri. "I've only seen you do it, and I don't know if I can just like..."

"Just like what?" asked Alice. The lockpicking was proving more difficult than she had anticipated. Jo glanced around her shoulder to see if anyone was coming. Fortunately for her, Brandon Simmons' private trailer was relatively secluded from the rest of the Viridian Alliance encampment.

"Damn," cursed Yuri. "I'll do it. You just get the hell outta there fast, Alice March."

Alice smiled. Her cameraman, Yuri, was probably one of the most dependable people in the world, even if that dependable nature only surfaced after hours of protestation and complaint. Finally, a sharp hollow click. Alice gave the door a gentle shove, and it gave. Simmons' trailer was certain more spacious and roomy than some of the other trailers she had conducted interviews in. Simmons had more or less declined any and all opportunities for private interviews, choosing to hold a public address.

"Alice," her editor had asked. "Just go to the address. Ask a few questions like any other little girl, and see what happens. They're an environmental lobbyist group, for God's sake...what the hell do they have to hide?"

"Look, they have ties to the Gaians, and even the LWB in Rheinland," Alice had said. "This could be huge."

"Could be. Could be huge. Could be doesn't cut it, Alice," her editor had replied. "Regardless of how much bull they throw at you, without facts, there's nothing to prove."

Alice was not going to be covering Simmons' address today. She was going to hunt and track down those facts her editor were so hungry for. Her cameraman, Yuri Michaels, was going to stand in her place for her. She didn't care about Yuri's earlier warning. Life is there for one to live, thought Alice. And hell, she was going to make her's a good run. Scanning Simmons' trailer, something caught her eye.

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[7:42:05 PM][6:51:36 PM] Igor (Smokey): btw terry
[6:51:48 PM] Terrance Cooper: Ye?
[6:52:00 PM] Igor (Smokey): nothin
[6:52:03 PM] Igor (Smokey): just sayin btw
[6:52:05 PM] Terrance Cooper: <_<

Johnny_Haas: you shot anti criuse speed rockets!!!
Johnny_Haas: but why????
Johnny_Haas: ??
Johnny_Haas: why you shoot criuse speed rockets?