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Date Posted: 15:57:54 06/30/02 Sun
Author: Victor, Damien, Albert with Jessica
Subject: Tensions, Beliefs, Death...
In reply to: Victor and Damien 's message, "Before the Tribe leaders meeting..." on 10:02:16 06/24/02 Mon

The sun seems to be beating down on Damien and Victor with it�s rays as they walked down the road. The Renaissance City of the Myths Tribe had astonishing beauty from the Roman style rebuilt buildings to the market in the Forum area. It was as if the Roman Empire had reborn right in this section of the city.

Victor�s eyes roamed around like a child�s in a candy store as he walked besides Damien to attention the Tribe Meeting. Catching Victor observing his surroundings, Damien smiles and suddenly breaks the long silence that had been going since they began walking to the Tribe Meeting, �Go ahead. You may tell me how beautiful it is.� Slightly startled, Victor looks at Damien with a pause, then shrugs trying to act as if he could less, �What? Oh you mean this section of the city. Which is what it is mind you, merely a SECTION of a whole city. So why don�t you share the wealth you so arrogantly like to flaunt?�

Damien laughs as they reach the Mallrats� headquarters and home, �Victor you are very amusing. Nevertheless those who do not acknowledge and praise the Gods accordingly single handedly condemn themselves to eternal damnation. Myself or none of the other Avatars have any responsibilities to anyone outside of our Tribe aside from making sure they have basic human rights. One of the minimum responsibilities all of the Tribes in the city should have for one another. Which is why I am apart of the Spirits.�

Victor walks over near the entrance of the Mall, seeing as no other Tribe Leaders were there, and quickly grabs a trash can to empty out and sit on. After dumping out the trash can�s contents he SLAMS it down on the ground across from Damien and nods, looking directly in the Spanish blonde�s crystal blue eyes with conviction, �Well I can respect the fact you, as one of the Avatars, have you beliefs but keep in mind I have mine as do your fellow Spirit members. But for now we have to take down the Enforcers and use the advantage of them not knowing our identities to benefit us. We have no time to have any arguing amongst ourselves Damien. Keep that in mind.�

As Victor looks up at the hot sun and instinctively rips his �Wife Beater� t-shirt off, letting his sweaty, slightly hairy, muscular chest out from the confines of clothing Damien tilts his head downward, �Well if I wasn�t your �fellow Spirit� I would have taken that as a potential threat. I agreed with what you�re suggesting in regards to ridding this city of the Enforcers tyranny but understand this�.I DO NOT fear you Victor. You don�t scare me or intimidate me. Do I respect you? Indeed. Am I afraid of you or your �sugar coated� threats? NO. Great minds don�t always think alike but��

Victor spits dangerously close to Damien�s pants, then smirks, �Damien I�m gonna be honest with you. I really don�t care too much for �Pretty boys� like you. Now I respect you and I respect your dedication and courage to fight for what you believe is right but rest assure I don�t sweat you either. And given the tone in your voice, if things weren�t the way they are in the city and we weren�t Spirits I would come over there and kick your pearly whites in. Especially with the shit I let you get away with when you talk about my Redd.�

Damien holds up a peace sign after glancing down the road and hearing the other Tribe Leaders making their way toward the Mall, �She�s a gorgous young woman Victor. And the last time looking never hurt anyone. Afterall Victor, I am the Avatar of Bacchus, the Roman God of Wine and Estacy. It�s in my natural to�� Victor maneuvers his way to his feet, growling from having heard enough of Damien�s mouth, �I get your point. And I damn well hope you got mine. Now let�s get ready for this Tribe Meeting, I have a weird feeling it�s gonna be one to remember��

Just then, none other than Albert silently walks up behind the two, grinning with his second in command, Jessica right behind him, �Well Greetings gentlemen. This WILL be a Tribe Meeting to remember�.but unfortunately because it will be the first where a public execution takes place��

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