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Erich Malcovosk
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Date Posted: 23:06:59 10/12/02 Sat
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Jo
's message, "~Eyes of Hate Heart of Passion~" on 12:59:59 10/12/02 Sat
||He chuckles e'er so slightly, smiling at the maiden before him. He reaches a hand to help her up.|| "Aye, I suppose ye have. But ye must waken, for it is now I have much o' me past to tell ye." ||He helps her to her feet, before leading her into the cabin. It was spotless, as he always kept it. He motions to the kitchen table.|| "Ye sit. I shall pour coffee and rum." ||He does so, mixing the drink before setting her own drink before her. He seats himself, eerie orbs rising to meet hers.|| "Me real name is Erich Rietz. I use Malcovosk as an alias, for I am a Prussian spy." ||Says, taking a sip of his drink before rising his gaze to hers again.|| "My mother was a prostitute and died of syphallis when I was young. I had just joined the Prussian army, and was being trained for espionage. Years passed, and I had become an excellent investment for my country. There was naught I would not do for country, and therefore, had no futher priorities. I had no love, no family." ||There is a sheen of rememberance in his orbs. It was a cold, angry look.|| "I then was paired with a woman partnet named Cammie. Together, we were shipped to fulfill a mission in Russia. It involved working with the Will of the People...a group of men working to befall the government. Cammie was to get information from men, as I was to attend government meetings and mend fakely into the Will of the People." ||He thinks of the way he'd liked that mission...it did not involve taking lives.|| "It was not long before I met a young woman named Tatiana. She was a homeless woman, and had broken into my home to look for things to sell for food. I caught her, and was, for some reason, entranced with her. I brought her to live under me roof, clothed and fed and took her into me life. It was not long before I fell in love with her." ||There is silence, as he looks down, hateful of himself to get caught up in such endeavors with that scornful Tatiana.|| "She found that she was related to the Sylvoska's, a wealthy family. Her father had been a great general of Russia, before his retirement. She moved in with her family, but we continued to see eachother. Her father confronted me, one fateful night. He told me he knew whom Cammie and I were, and that he would reveal us spies to Russia if I did not stop seeing his daughter." ||He frowns slightly.|| "Tatiana nor I wished this to happen...and on Christmas Eve she came to me. We spent most the night together...until I heard the door downstairs rip open. I rushed downstairs to fight the offender, only to meet Russian authorities and the General himself. He had slapped Tatiana, and I had tried to attack the man. But many soliders held me captive. I was dragged outside, where I saw my partner Cammie struggling with the men. I could not let her endure the torture camp I knew I would be sent to..so I elbowed me captor and struggled...thus causing enough distraction for Cammie's escape." ||He remembers the cold of that night...how Tatiana's tears had froze to her cheeks. How his own had almost fallen for the first time since childhood.|| "I was sent to a torture camp...too horrible for me to ever go back to, if even with me mind. The Prussian govenment, years later, persuaded me release. I went back for Tatiana only to find out she had married another. So, broken hearted I left, returning to Prussia. A mission was awaiting me and I accepted. I had told Cammie I would find her 'pon me release, and true to my word, I did." ||He takes a drink of the coffee and rum mixture, before castinghis gaze to her again.||
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