Metro 2034 Role Play.

[The ranger]

A gun that looked like it was from the old world was strapped tightly to his back, a Ashot was in his hip holster and he had a aks-74u ok him. He turned his head to the.... Friends that wished to drink with him. And of course as a ranger your trained to feel and listen to everything. He knew from the start when the boy sat next to him. No from when she started to fallow. His glances behind him via glass or bottles. His urge to lose those around him and find a mother path. But when the boy sat down and made eye contact nervously. That gave it away, she was probly a veary expensive *crow caw*. And the kid. Probly a lost boy who was madly in love with her. He didnt know so he didnt care. Dimitri twitched as his hand went on the grip of his Ashot and looks at the bartender.

"Give me another." He asks the bartender as the female asks if she could join him to drink. Dimitri grunted not looking to closely at her. He was sent married yet but from the glance he took he would have probly spender a night with her. Doubtfull, when she extended her hand he turned looking at her. "Look citizen, I don't really care about some kid winning a fight. It was a street brawl. When he gets a mask on and heads up top and starts bringing in goods then ill care," he turned away and took a drink as a man holding a lowlife nice a decked out came into the bar laughing with another man. Dimitried turned on the stool and looked at the man getting a reaction. The man a criminal scum reacted like this. His body tightens as his eyes widen "Dimitri!" We're th only words that left his mouth as he lowered the lowlife to fire. Dimitris hand was on the Ashot already from when the women and kid came over and a shot rang out as Dimitri fired a dragons breath round. He did t draw it like a normal draw. He slid the gun forward as it was a custom makarove holster made for this Ashot only.the man dropped as Dimitri got up going to the body flipping it over with his boot. "Alexander bruscov. Dead.." He picked up the lowlife looking it over. It was (please do not swear) compared to a rangers. It didnt have a extended clip or auto feature. It hand a extended barrel a laser sight and a red dot sight. He went back to his drink and looked at the kid Alex. Handing him the lowlife. "Next man that picks a fight you shoot them. Act like a man and show you have power." He says as he goes back to his drink

[mantisstalker]

"Join the Stalkers? I wouldn't recommend it. We have a terrible union and no health insurance what so ever. Anyway, the quicker we move the quicker I can make supper." Clapping his leather bound hands together Mantis jumped to his feet, turning back to the counter and dropping a small back of jingling bullets on it to cover the drinks. "I'll buy that fellas while I'm at it." He flashed a smile that went unoticed due to the mask and was just about to turn away when a shot rang out.

Looking out of the bar to try and see what was happening Mantis gave a shrug as no target came into sight."This is why I don't live in a station..." Turning back to the girl he motioned for the door. "Shall we depart?"

[Yuno]

(The shot is at a different place. Thus ranger hopping onto a trolly. They have to hop a trolly as well, and all things considered they'd been about an hour behind that.)

Aninka chuckled brightly at this, "Eh our union sucks too. The only way you matter is if you're a woman and married to a ranger. Otherwise they could care less." Aninka strode out as a woman approached them swining her hips. "Hey girl. I saw you in there. Strong girl like you isn't interested in men is she. Wants something she can bend to her will without feeling disgusted." Aninka's smile faded as she thought of how she would never have this happening if she hadn't taken this position in the reich. Still her good face still didn't falter, "You're barkin' up the wrong tree girlie. I'm all for the men folk. Even the ones that squeal when you twist their wrist." She pushed past the woman headed straight for the trolley system knowing that Mantis would follow.

Mantis watched her striding ahead as she reached the gate they'd come through he watched the soldier from earlier toss her a pack which she caught with ease slinging it over her shoulders. He watched Yuri go slouching and staggering past him to catch his own pack with the same grace and ability Aninka had. One thing could be said for the rangers, they were a very fit lot. Aninka paused and he watched a second sack coming flying at her which she caught slinging over her shoulder with the pack. Yuri had stopped a trolley on the track and climbed aboard offering an arm to Aninka who strangely took it allowing him to help her up. He offered the same arm to Mantis.

By the time the cart was well situated and prepared to take off Aninka had rested her head on Yuri's arm and was asleep. Yuri turned to look at Mantis, "Best to sleep. Couple hours to the station for trading. And we have a chopped watcher corpse to sell. Aninka says we'll pay for the inn and dinner so you can find us after you sell off your things."
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They arrived several hours later, and no matter how the cart bumped, swerved, or jiggled Aninka didn't stir at all. When they arrived she was up in an instant the sacks over her shoulders pulling on the garb of a ranger. Yuri had donned his own several moments before she woke up. Still, she must have been a bit drowsy because he noticed she allowed Yuri to put an arm around her and guide her through the crowd. He turned, "We're going to the pub just off market street. When you finish trading you can meet us there." Aninka turned smiling her same full lipped smile, "Good luck with the market."

Then they were swallowed up by the crowd as he heard people begging for money or food and calls from women and men towards them offering the night. Finally the two reached the inn and stepped inside. There was a faint smell of blood in the air and Aninka moved out from under Yuri's arm heading for the counter. She dropped the few sacks they'd brought onto the counter noticing another ranger sitting there and apparently two people bothering him. Her eyes glued the tender, "Ey. Anders. You still paying top penny for watcher meat and bone?" The bartender smiled approaching her. "Aninka, you still breaking all the hearts in that hellhole you call home?" She grinned and they hugged across the counter. Yuri loomed behind her and only nodded to the bartender who threw a bottle at his head. He caught it twisting the cap off.

Dmitri was in the perfect position to watch the man hand her something which she palmed slipping it under her duster and out of sight. Then he watched him slide a sack of bullets to her. She smiled planting a kiss on the man's cheek. "Dinner for three and rooms for three." Anders grinned, "Yuri still ain't taken ye then?" She didn't respond, only moved to join some men involved in a knife throwing game. She knew she'd earn back the trolly fair and rooms if she played long enough.

[t⊗theark]

Nikki couldn't believe what at first what he said to Alex. The surface? Alex? He was no soldier. He was smart; his uncle, being a teacher, made sure of that. He wa pretty much a database. Other than that he had his looks and not much else. The idea of him going up to the surface to bring anything down other than a library card was laughable. When somebody says that he should go out and do anything courageous was the equivilant of using an encyclopedia as as a weapon. His abusive farther, Boris Timiryazevskaya, seated at the council of Riga station bashed him to submission his whole childhood and he stayed submissive as a young man. This wasn't a world for a quiet intellectual like him, Nikki made sure that this lamb hadn't been eaten by wolves. She saw some other value in him.

His unimpressed nature with that made-up reason for being there still baffled the young lady. She hissed a laugh through an awekward smile of disbelief. Alex didn't react, he looked uncomfortable and vulnerable up until the bang where he hit the ground. Nikki drew her own ashot when the threat arose, exposing herself to be more than a pretty hired set of breasts. She hoisted the boy off the ground quickly before anyone saw.
"Alex, get over yourself" she hissed in hushed tones as she hoisted him back onto the bar stool before staring him down. She saw the value in him - he knew the metro across Moscow for (please do not swear) sake and could calculate the GDP of each station of the commonwealth. Hell, he was the one who scouted out where the Hanza's movements have been. The thing that makes him a good scout and keeps him alive, however, is that he was a huge coward.

Alex was way more attentive of what he determined to be a threat when he spoke directly at him. Nikki intervened unphased by his act.
"Dimitri is it? I don't think he should be shooting the person who gave him that black eye - I see no shame in being a liar," she said so no one else would hear as the silent stares went back to their own business, "You see, killing your own father isn't exactly orthadox, especially when it would techinically count as a political assassination. This is Boris' boy, Alexander Timiryazevskaya, his dad is the reason why this place is the shitttiest of (please do not swear) holes." she contnued slinging her ashot around her index finger. The kid didn't look like putting his own in, he seemed to accept that he had no real power.

One of the people had pricked their ears up as they heard their delving in power play. A wolf whistle followed his comment,
"I love a hooker who's into politics, that's very attractive."
"Hours are closed cockhead, I love a guy with a face full of lead."

[mantisstalker]

Mantis nodded to Yuri but he made no attempt to sleep. Or at least he didn't seem to as the mask made it impossible to actual gauge what he was doing if it wasn't for his body language. Sitting on the floor in a corner closest to the door he pulled out his axe and continued to inspect it the weapon, bring out a tsk of annoyance from the boy. Not willing to stand with what poor quality the axe was in he began to give it the full shake down, first wiping away the dried blood before lovingly sharpening the blade with all the noise of ash being compacted under foot. A few odd stares started to come Mantis's way as he pulled out what looked to be a stick of charcoal, grinding along the now silver lined head until it was a deep black like the rest of the blade.

Giving a slight nod of approval he sat the tool between his legs, staring into space as more looks started to come his way. Ignoring everyone he sat as still as death until the cart shuddered to a halt where he jumped up to the surprise and disappointment to a couple of Stalkers, before sliding the axe back home and following Yuri and Aninka into the bustling station.

"Oh luck has nothing to do with it, but yes. I bid you farewell until then." Mantis sang in response to the two, lifting his hat of his head as the two made their way through the masses. Looking around he rolled his shoulders before looking around. He had work to do and he wasn't gonna get anything done from just standing around.

[The ranger]

Dimitri raised a brow, to the fact this kid was part of a political Standing, but the father sounded like a crooked man. Dimitri might have to make a visit to the man. To his right he saw a ranger exchange something with the bartender. Odd he would have to check into that as well, this wasn't uncommon but he didn't trust normal rangers. Only Spartans he trusted, and he had a feeling. Just a feeling something bad was going on, he looked at the *crow caw* and smirked pulling a nice shiny Military Grade Round out and held it in front of him playing with it as he places a dragon breath round into his Ashot. "Boris eh." He pulled out a book. With scraps in it. Posters of wanted signs and took the man he's just killed out holding it. " look kid. You want to do something. Take this poster to polis whenever before someone does. And you will need the mans finger so.. I'd get cutting." He pulls his knife out and hands it to Alex. "And maybe when thats done you can keep the scums lowlife pistole" he says as he hands the boy the paper and knife. It was a bounty for 200 MGRs

Dimitri then turned to the *crow caw* and placed the bullet in front of her. "How much for your services?" He asks her. He wasn't really one to cheat. But maybe this women knew a few things. And hell he probably could get some fun while he's here it wouldn't hurt Diana wouldn't know. And Boris seemed to be dealing in so etching far more then he could Handel. Reich probably. Or maybe Hanza. I'd tiring needed to find out. He looked back at the ranger again. He would get back to her later. He got her name so he should be fine

[t⊗theark]

Alex looked distraught with the very idea. Nikki's look was almost pitiful by this point, god how was this kid going to survive two seconds without his dad or her?
"Alex, you've cut through a raw chicken's wing before, yes?"
"Uh, well, um"
"Exactly. The joints are the weakest points. Ignore the fact that he's a human being." Alex l=took the knife with trambling hands. He took a deep breath and put on a stoic look. People looked on, silently cheering on the local nerd as if he was going through some coming of age ceremony.

Nikki turned back to Dimitri,
"Well, like I said, those services are closed at the moment. I am solicited in other ways though." She looked over at the bartender and whispered,
"Make sure he doesn't hurt himself with that knife. Tell me when he's back from the police." She then beckoned Dimitri into a room up behind the bar. Once there she laid down her demeanor to something much grimmer and more serious.

"The way you're looking at that dancer out there, I'm guessing you don't need me to suck you off." she said as she closed the door behind her. The room was dingy at best but some like to call it a kitchen, although they didn't serve 'food' until much later. There was a musk that stuck to one's skin, it was almost a tar that lined the lungs. What light that entered the places seemed to be swallowed up by hungry shadows.
"But if you're not one for honour I can do that too. However, I want to be paid in equipment off you, it's hard to maintain my gear with stuff in this (please do not swear) hole but imported weaponry is often... obtained." She said. He seemed a little perplexed at what she was alluding to, so she made it very clear how else she could help,
"If you are a man of honour, sir, than I can offer you something more tactile. I charge Boris Timiryazevskaya 1500 GMRs whenever this dear Commonwealth's," she slied sarcastically, "militia gets a little short. I, however, doubt you can match that immediately so I can negotiate - although that is highly contingent upon the job. If it's intel you're looking for, you just sent my primary source down to police with a finger and a poster. He's the smartest mother (please do not swear) in this joint and if he doesn't know isn't worth knowing. Whatever his dick head farther and my gracious employer don't know, don't hurt him."

[Yuno]

Aninka's eyes didn't have to pay attention the the blades game. She'd been taught to hit things with a blindfold on so long ago that even the slightest amount of vision was what her old instructor would have called a crutch. So instead, her eyes were wandering over the Spartan and the two he was talking to. Yuri was still at the bar talking to the bartender. Her eyes flicked back towards the ranger and group as he pulled out some paper and dropped a knife. She could guess well enough what those were for considering the body she'd passed on her way in. She sunk 6 kninves into the center of the target in rapid succession and marched around collecting her money from the gaping faces. Then she extracted the blades from the target. "Anyone want to play again?" The men all snorted leaving for their drinks, all except one. He stood studying her. She could tell by his garb that he was a merchant. " I haven't seen anyone throw knives like that in years." She smiled moving to step past him only to find he'd grabbed her arm, "Tell me, is there any other kind of blade you know how to handle." She grinned leaning forward while subtly sliding her foot between his. "You're talkin' to the wrong girl if you're looking for a lesson." She felt his hand tighten, "I'll pay any price for a girl that can use her hands that well."

"I said no. Now let go of my arm or else you'll find yourself on the other end of a fairly bad deal." The man stepped back from her and exited the bar moments later. Aninka strode forward towards where the other ranger was speaking. Most people wouldn't have gotten involved, not with a Spartan. But Aninka was not only a master of knife throwing, but a master of reading lips, and something in her had snapped, the same thing that had caused her to throw six knives at once and sink them all.

She moved over to the kid who the Spartan had been mistreating. He was leaning over the body looking disgusted and the bartender was leaning over the counter trying to talk him through it. She squatted down next to him and grabbed his hand. "Don't do it boy." He looked up at her with some sort of spark in his eyes. Her eyes softened , "Being innocent and squeamish isn't something to be ashamed of or something to change." She began working the blade from his fingers. "If we're ever to recover after these wars we need kids like you. Kids that don't do butchering. And if we're all to die because we can't get along, then we need kids with no blood on their hands to put in a good word for the rest of us." She'd managed to work the blade from his hands at this point and leaned down without flinching and took two of the man's fingers off. She wrapped them in a small hankie and held them out to him. "I'll make sure the station doesn't cheat ya. And in return, when the Good Lord lets ye sit at his table tell him I got blood on my hands so your soul could stay white. It might mean nothing to him," She crossed her fingers across her chest, "But down in hell I'll be glad for it." She smiled turning the dead man over and retrieved his gun. "Now, I suspect your lady friend is going to be busy. And I have a man to meet anyway." She held the gun out to him in offering of a deal.

[The ranger]

At first when Dimitri went into the 'kitchen' with the *crow caw* he was surprised with what he heard. She was a militia high classed. The first part crossed his mind and stayed. The next few he just looked at her. "How about this. You point me twored the council room or to Boris. Do you understand. and i wont kill you." he says pulling out his Ashot and kept it low and at her waist. Waiting for her answer, when she did answer he took his bag off and pulled out some dragon breath rounds. " and this will Handel the services. Show that kid a good time. After today he's going to need someone he can.. Count on" he chuckled and pulled his bag on checking over all his gear and loaded his sniper rifle and his aks-74u looking at the women. Gripping her by the neck and gave her a kiss. "That's a thank you for your services and help as well." He says as he pulls his cigar out and goes over a plan.

[t⊗theark]

"The council room is easy to find, I'm not going to insult your intellegence As for that pleasent guy? I know somebody who knows his whereabouts very well." As he went to leave he saw Alex standing behind him, clumsily holding a revolver aimed at Dimitri, obviously he was much faster than expected and was there long enough to see how he treated Nikki.
"In fact, I know somebody who can get around this station faster than some of the vermin can. It looks like you found some balls on your way." Nikki said. She saw that the kid could be disarmed by a light breeze so she drew her ashot without hesitation to back him up.
"Now, how about we negotiate a price before you go and kill somebody who's employing me and keeping him of the streets eh? We'll start with that bounty." She held up her hand as he chucked it over to her. "Now, that's compo. Once you cen prove that you can meet his price, I'll get the boy to greet his dear father."
"Wha-?"replied Alex, not yet having contemplated getting rid of his father.
"Trust me when I say that living under a man who beat his wife to death in rage is probably as risky as not having a home." she reassured him. It wasn't like he would say no to that. I mean he had no love left for him after what he copped from him, but he rarely says no.

[The ranger]

The Ashot was still aimed at her as he looked at the kid. The women could find more clients as he placed the Ashot up to her left Brest and goes up under the revolver pushing it up. "The bountys yours. Well more of the kids. You. I could care less. But I don't harm females. So here's your option." He says lowering his Ashot and takeing the kids revolver placing it on the table. "I go and end someone's life, you take the kid under your wing and turn him into a stalker. Make him go and bring back things. If he's lucky polis will employ him." He says takeing a drag from his smoke. He started to walk out of the kitchen, any action she would make now could change her life. Rangers carry one grenade on them and a truce russian goes out with a boom. If she shot him he would pull the pin and the place her and the kid go boom. Dead mans switch. If she lets him walk out the 15 dragon breath shotgun shells and the 200 MGRs from the bounty was enough. He thought

[Yuno]

Aninka had left the kid moments before when he took the revolver with an uneasy look on his face. She knew she might be doing the wrong thing letting someone like him handle arms, but that wasn't about to be her problem. She exited the bar looking left and right and over her shoulder before she slunk off into the crowd. She'd been sure to leave her ranger gear with Yuri, and even managed to convince him to lend her his jacket. The moment she'd slipped well into the crowd she lifted the hood up and pulled the wig from her head. She let her hair down into the ridiculous long waves it naturally was before she put the hood down again. She moved for the back alley that the note she'd been given called for.

She slipped into it pulling the jacket closer around her. She could see a figure leaning against the wall and smoking. He moved over towards her the moment her foot came down and he slipped something into her pocket, just in case someone were to wonder what a woman like herself was doing there, they'd just assume. "What news do you have for me Pavel?" She said as he leaned close to her. She joined into the lie her hands moving up around his shoulders. "Our people are talking about a strike against Boris. We think we can make it look like dissenters against him instead of us." She smiled leaning back to look at him, "This is good news. If we were to set this settlement into anarchy and then get one of our own on the seat then we could go a long way towards getting our armies in here." He smiled at her his hand moving to run through her hair, "That is the plan."

She nodded at this, "What else." He looked uncomfortable, "What do you mean?" He shrugged, "There is another job being offered..." She stared at him hard her hand moving up to tug on the front of his shirt and pulling him close to her face, "Stop avoiding me. What is it?" He sighed, "Command wants someone to make nice with the Spartan's leader and then put him down when the time is right." Her face hardened at this and he stepped back slightly clearly aware of what her wrath could mean. "Who is asking this?" She demanded her hands digging into his shoulders.

"Vladmir." The one word toppled her, it could have been anyone else and she would have denied them. But Vladmir had asked. She tried not to let the effect show. "Vladmir asked for this." Pauvel nodded slightly, "He says that he would rather you go about with an important subject than the oaf you take to bed on occassion." She glared, "How does he know of Yuri. And that was one time." Pauvel grimaced, "It was not once, don't lie to me. You know he knows of you two. That "one time" cost you coming home a bride to the general's son. She glared, "And so sleeping with a Spartan will make my love come back to me." Pauvel's hand rested on her shoulder, "Aninka...he is jealous. But if you do this, he will know you would only touch a man you do not love for him. It will prove your loyalty has always been to him and him alone." She pushed him back, "Is that all?"

Pauvel shrugged, "As a friend, I thought you might like to know that Sophi has been with him." She breathed a swear, "He is trying to make me angry and jealous." Pauvel smiled, "You do your best work with those feelings." She looked angry and he reached out pulling her into a kiss. A moment later he went flying against the wall, "(please do not swear)." He grinned at her, "I just wanted to know." She spat at him, "Know what?" He moved to walk down the other side of the alley way, "What could make Vladmir so angry he demanded we take this place as soon as possible. It was worth it." She grinned holding out a letter, "Thank you, Pauvel. Take this home for me." He accepted the letter in stride as she moved out of the alleyway tossing her wig into the waste as she went.

[mantisstalker]

With a jingle of freshly earned ammunition in his pockets Mantis hummed cheerfully to himself as he moved away from the stall. Today had been a good day. He had got away with his life after dragging a next to dead Stalker from a blood bath, met a rather interesting woman, got a new job set up, and on top of all that he had pulled in a good haul for them medical supplies he had managed to get. Who would have thought in a place like this people would be so interested in painkillers?

Not that it mattered to him. He had lived another day and made some profit. Why should he care about other peoples issues? That was until he heard that sniffle. It was only slight but it was loud enough to get his curiosity and stick his head into the alley it had come from. "Hello?" He called, causing a squeak and some skittering as a box was knocked over. Cocking his head now the pale boy stepped into the alley, walking casually up to the box with a lot less sound then his boots should have caused. Not bothering to be worried about the situation he quickly reached down a flipped the box over, revealing the scared looking form of two children huddled together.

"Hello there." Mantis cooed quietly as he bent down to examine them. "Have you nowhere to stay?" The oldest of the two shook her head causing Mantis to nod slowly. "Would you like somewhere to stay?" The children gave him a worried look but he only laughed. "Don't worry, I don't bite when you've got as little meat as you two have. Now, if you want to be looked after just have some faith in me." Standing back up he offered a hand to the children bringing out what must have been a very conflicting image for them, as he was both saying everything they had dreamed someone would while at the same time having the appearance of a demon you'd expect to hear Stalkers whisper about when the lights where on.

[t⊗theark]

ooc - Sorry Yuno, didn't see that I completely ignored your post. I'll post later today.

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Alex looked at the kind lady. He looked up shyly. he didn't know many nice people, most of them were arse holes or people who wanted something. His distrust was palpable.
"Thanks for the offer miss" he said nodding his head as an informal bow, "but I'm pretty sure the police won't cheat me out of aanything." He took the fingers and the poster, but with it she slipped a revolver into his hand. He gave her s small smirk of thanks before going out side and doing a chin up on the overhead cover and scrambled himself up onto it. The streets were dangerous, he only was on them if he needed to. He ran, jumping obstacles and ducking under ledges in this shanty town built underground while he found time to tuck the pistol into his belt. His mode of getting around was more of a parkor tribute video than a casual jog. He slid down into a hole and somersaulted into the back of the police station.

"Oi, what are you doing here - Apologies Alexander. You know, we have a frost door."
"That way is too slow for me, you know that Achmed."
"Aye, that I do child. So what would your father want today?"
"He, uh, want to pay a gentleman his bounty." He stammered out as he handed the poster and fingers to the officer. He returned a suspicious look.
"He has you dabbling in grimmer business hasn't he? He's lucky to have you, if you can't trust your flesh and blood as your helper, who can you trust?" Alex gulped as he remembered that he pretty much just heard the culminating of his father's death. He left without a goodbye, using nearby shelved to get back where he came in.

As he wandered the catacombs with up-most nimbility back to the pub where they were. He entered the make shift ventilation of their kitchen, just to see Dimitri threatening Nikki. He quietly unhinged the grate, pulled out the gun and stalked behind him.

(you now what happens from there, shoehorn complete)

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Nikki smiled,
"You're no ordinary ranger at all, are you? Most others make lampposts look smart in comparison." she smiled. "Oh well, I'm sure you can obtain your family's treasures once you're the last Timiryazevskaya around?"
"Y-yes, and there's also my uncle. Uh - he's in Kaluzhsko, the other side of this line."
"Well, I won't need any more than that bounty than." she tossed it back to the boy who tied the sack back to his belt, still looking unsure about all this.

"What if the other council members catch on?"
"Alex, do you love your father?"
"Of course not!" he snapped, this being the least passive anyone had seen him, taking all off guard,
"Than why would the other's who run this place care about him?" Nikki taunted. she looked back at Dimitri.

"Put the pin back in that grenade, my friend here will introduce you to his family. I hope you can keep up, he gets around the cowards way. I'll be back at my place getting my gear. Have fun you two."! Alex gave a worried look as he was left alone with this guy. A sheltered kid whose spirit had been broken was like a pup without teeth left alone with a lone wolf, an alpha in his prime.
"Uh, th-this way is q-quickest to where he probably is. W-when we get there I'll t-talk to him to keep him still."

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Nikki walked from the back room, feeling a little disappointed that this deal came off short. She knew that her little admirer could get her to hit big and strode out of the pub exuding confidence. She trotted the streets back to her place. There gangsters and prostitutes were still there, lounging about.
"Oi, Nikki, did you get anything?"
"I'm about to Zachary, but I'll be leaving for a while."
"Oh, going to leave poor Alex behind? You know, I heard from rumours from some school girls that he's a bit beyong his age, if you know what I mean" Helena taunted.
"Trust me when I say that the politics that you don't give a (please do not swear) about will ensure that's the last of anyone's problems. Also, he's not yet 16, I don't care what he does with girls his age." He said as she went out the back. Down a narrow corridor, cramped and a channel of raw sewage, she reached her door - her's was the one with 7 different types of locks in it. After she got inside, her Abzats and Lolifle were slung over her back in an 'x' over her back pack which she stuffed with clothes. Her other possessions were on some side bags she strapped to her thighs. She then got ontop of her bed and bashed the ceiling out to get onto the roof where she made her way to the Timiryazevskaya's residence. The place was a palace in comparison to the rabble that filled this place. Alex said that it had water than ran clear and several bedroom and bathrooms - un-(please do not swear)-believable.

[Yuno]

ooc - is cool hearky. I wrote around it because I thought you'd purposefully done so. X)