[EX] Evil Rises (DtF) - Sonia (prelude)
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				Title: <strong>[EX] Evil Rises (DtF) - Sonia (prelude)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 13:33:48</strong>
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				Sonia's prelude...
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Evil Rises (DtF) - Sonia (prelude)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzied</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 19:36:17</strong>
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				I'm actually having a pleasant dream for once.&nbsp; That happens so rarely, really.&nbsp; I used to never remember my dreams.&nbsp; But lately, I remember them all too well.&nbsp; I'm not sure if they're nightmares, but they're certainly unpleasant- crawling about a blasted landscape, strange beings brutally fighting one another to the death, and entire ancient cities of enslaved people.&nbsp; That's what I usually dream about these days.&nbsp; But last night I had a pleasant dream, about a day in the park, playing Frisbee with friends and falling asleep while fishing.&nbsp; So peaceful...<br><br>Until the line starts bobbing, and when I reel in the catch, its screaming horrifically.&nbsp; Its a high pitched, ringing cacophony that makes my ears want to bleed.&nbsp; It sounds like a siren...or worse...<br><br>I sit up and smack my alarm off.&nbsp; Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I sigh and tilt my head back and forth, getting the blood moving again.&nbsp; After a few seconds I stand up, peeling my bathrobe off the hook on the wall and then stepping into my tiny bathroom's shower.<br><br>The cold water is welcomed.&nbsp; It wakes me up.&nbsp; Some people hate cold showers, but I've been a lifeguard.&nbsp; Once you dive into freezing storm waters to save a life, a cold shower in the morning is about as intimidating as a quadriplegic house cat.&nbsp; The water also feels good in other ways.&nbsp; It jogs my memory of something a long time ago.&nbsp; <em>Waaaay</em> long ago.&nbsp; Back when I used to live in the water...<br><br>Its just a cloudy picture, but I can recall water as far as the eye could see.&nbsp; Even before that, water everywhere- before land even existed.&nbsp; But that's all...I don't recall how long I existed among the waves.&nbsp; I just know that once that peaceful scene was gone, it got replaced by a vision of hell on earth.&nbsp; That's what the dreams illustrate.&nbsp; There are bits and pieces, here and there in my head reminding me who I used to be.&nbsp; But its much easier to focus on who I am now.&nbsp; Something tells me I'd rather not remember.<br><br>After forcing myself to step out of the lovely water, I wrap a towel around my thin, short body and step back into my slightly-messy bedroom.&nbsp; It's still dark outside.&nbsp; The clock reads 5:17AM.&nbsp; I'm ahead of schedule, so I take a moment to look outside, throwing open my window.&nbsp; It's a cool summer morning , and I can see down the street from my 6th story apartment, to where the beach begins.&nbsp; New York beaches might not be the cleanest on earth, but someone has to watch over them.&nbsp; When you're in the coast guard, all beaches start to look alike.&nbsp; Not that I mind.<br><br>I throw on underwear, some jeans, a white tank top, and a red blazer.&nbsp; I tie my hair back in a high ponytail, and grab my cell phone, wallet, keys and mace from the end table.&nbsp; After munching down a quick breakfast bar in my 12 square feet of kitchen, its out the door, and down to my little ol' two door Acura.&nbsp; The station is a good 20 minute ride, so I like to leave before dreaded New York rush hour gets too intense.<br><br><em>Wonder what they'll have for me today...</em>&nbsp; I think as I drive off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Evil Rises (DtF) - Sonia (prelude)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 14:04:04</strong>
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				The 3rd July, the day before chaos begins. Already the problem had started; two boats had been forced to be rescued during the night because of alcohole. One had been on a collision course with another boat which had called it in. The weather had been prognosed to be warm and sunny which meant more people at the beaches, more boats out on the sea... everyone expected you to have a busy day.<br><br>Carl was the seniour officer working as you got to work, he shot you a smile and handed you a paper that had all the nights events listed. Carl was a middle-age man not too bad looking, not bad looking at all really considered the shape he kept himself in. His back, cut short hair had more than a little gray in it but that were more or less anything that made you be able to see that he had more than a few years under his belt.<br><br>"So you came?" He asked, more to tease than with any serious meaning. To actual coming to work on one of the busiest days of the year was always a treat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Evil Rises (DtF) - Sonia (prelude)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzied</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 18:14:51</strong>
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				"Yeah, I'm not afraid of a little hard work."&nbsp; I reply as I step into the station.&nbsp; I check out the paper he handed me.&nbsp; "Good grief...you'd think that all the trouble you have to go through for a boat license would discourage people from drinking at the helm.&nbsp; Didn't the Titanic teach anyone a lesson?"&nbsp; I ask as I read it over.&nbsp; <br><br>"So what's my assignment today, Carl?&nbsp; Do I get to watch the beaches again?"&nbsp; I put the paper down after reading it and quickly go to my desk, checking my email.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Evil Rises (DtF) - Sonia (prelude)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 21:14:54</strong>
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				"Yes, I would like you to concentrate on the area around Long Beach. I will place Sam in the area as well so keep in touch you two... and no funny business!" The last was something he really meant, what had he now heard or thought he knew...
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Evil Rises (DtF) - Sonia (prelude)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzied</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 21:47:05</strong>
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				"Funny business?&nbsp; Me?&nbsp; Puh-leeze..."&nbsp; I murmur, shooing him away.&nbsp; After some quick paperwork, I slide my chair out from my desk, and grab the keys for the dune buggy.&nbsp; "Oh, by the way, if there's a fourth of July party that you want to invite me to, let me know..."&nbsp; I wink and run out the door before he can respond. <br><br>I fire up the dune buggy and take off down the sands, feeling the cool ocean breeze in my face, my hair flowing out behind me.&nbsp; Times like these are when I <em>really</em> feel nostalgic...<br><br>"Now where is Sam..."&nbsp; I think out loud as I ride down the beach, keeping a sharp eye out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Evil Rises (DtF) - Sonia (prelude)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 14:58:29</strong>
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				She rather quickly found Sam; up in his tower flirting madly with three teenagers that seemed to think he was the greatest guy in the whole world. What his attention was no doubt in Sonia's mind... it wouldn't have been the first time that she knew off. <br><br>Sam was good looking, and a guy who knew how to use it too. Always flirting and trying to get inside other women's panties which occupied most of his days. He never turned down an opportunity to try to charm a female... as long as they had the looks of course... and most often much to young to Sonia's mind. Being almost 40 years old he luckily most often targeted the girls around half his age... and sometimes those a few years younger than that. It had of course placed him into trouble more than once but so far he had never been caught with his pants down... on the job at least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Evil Rises (DtF) - Sonia (prelude)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dizzied</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 18:28:09</strong>
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				I park the dune buggy by the tower and get out.&nbsp; "Hey, dad!&nbsp; Mom wants you to pick up her suit at the dry cleaner on your way home!"&nbsp; I yell up to him.&nbsp; The girls give him a quizzical look, confused.&nbsp; I may be 26, but I still get carded when I go to a new bar.&nbsp; I can easily pass for that lecher's daughter.<br><br>I climb up the tower and give the girls a look.&nbsp; They take off, waving goodbye to Sam.&nbsp; "See you later, <em>Dad!</em>"&nbsp; They call back mockingly.&nbsp; I grin at him.&nbsp; "So, they pay us to flirt with public now?&nbsp; I didn't know that, maybe I should go bring some high school boys up here."&nbsp; I say it sarcastically, but not angrily.&nbsp; I couldn't live without Sam's comic relief.
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