Russia Greece 3/?
anonymous
November 22 2009, 06:49:48 UTC
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Chapter 2: Unlikely not
He sat elegantly, quietly drinking alcoholic beverage while listening to the meeting. Everyone was chattering about war tactics but he was there just having fun watching their unease. The war in Greece is almost over; the European Union has decided to grant Greece its independence. Finally he stood up.
The Russian army had backed up the revolt in southern Greece. It was about time the Ottoman fell, he had been arrogant for far too long. It was payback time.
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The scent of burning flesh filled his nose and the sound of wailing deafened him. Heracles looked at the battle worn land in front of him. He was finally free. His people cheered and celebrations begun.
The celebrations were tiring but for his people it was important. Heracles watched the Russian in front of him, gracefully sipping alcoholic beverage. The Russian’s amethyst eyes looked from the drink to him. Then after an awkward silence almost full of tension the Russian smiled. The Grecian didn’t know how to react, but he smiled back, he didn’t want to upset his “ally”.
The Russian was mostly quiet, he only spoke when he wanted to say something important and he made sure it was worth hearing. He mostly camouflaged himself and only watches everyone around him. Most found him mysterious, some not trustworthy but to Heracles he was enticing. For the Grecian he appeared out of nowhere to support him in his endeavours like a saviour if one wanted to put it in a cheesy way.
Ivan watched Heracles he was very much the same yet different from his ancestors. He was beautiful and kind, wild like his mother, although he only got a glimpse of her before she disappeared. He got the fierceness and intelligence of his father the Byzantine Empire. Russia’s Godfather whom he owed the first tsar he served, who was directly blood related to the last Byzantine emperor, His first tsar was the nephew of Andreas Palaeologos. Aside from that Kievan Rus', Ivan’s ancestors was treated fairly as Byzantine’s equals. It was almost safe to say that the two nation’s past, present and future were intertwined by faith but of course it was a fact that was not meant to be said. It was a secret unbeknownst to both of them, but as the saying goes some things are better off unsaid.
Re: Russia Greece 4/?
anonymous
February 6 2010, 10:34:31 UTC
Chapter 3:
“Someone has got to pay for this!”
“That Russia has totally disregarded the treaty we’ve got to show them whose superior!”
“He should have known that outcome of his actions.”
“Prepare for war; prepare to crush those who oppose the empire.” --
“You sure act strong for someone as weak as you.” The Russian spoke with no remorse. Bloodied sword in hand. The Ottoman stood with pride despite the wounds that had stained his outfit scarlet.
The Ottoman smiled, “And you’re too arrogant for someone who was betrayed by his allies.”
Amethyst eyes widened.
The French and the Brits stood behind him, cold sharp steel placed at his neck, causing a cut which left a thin trail of blood.
The Russian smirked. He calmly held the blade which threatened to hurt him. He knew it wouldn’t kill him, it couldn’t.
Behind Francis and Arthur stood Heracles and the rest of the Balkans.
“It seems that you have been betrayed just as well.” Ivan’s tone was almost filled with pity.
Chapter 2: Unlikely not
He sat elegantly, quietly drinking alcoholic beverage while listening to the meeting. Everyone was chattering about war tactics but he was there just having fun watching their unease. The war in Greece is almost over; the European Union has decided to grant Greece its independence. Finally he stood up.
The Russian army had backed up the revolt in southern Greece. It was about time the Ottoman fell, he had been arrogant for far too long. It was payback time.
--
The scent of burning flesh filled his nose and the sound of wailing deafened him. Heracles looked at the battle worn land in front of him. He was finally free. His people cheered and celebrations begun.
The celebrations were tiring but for his people it was important. Heracles watched the Russian in front of him, gracefully sipping alcoholic beverage. The Russian’s amethyst eyes looked from the drink to him. Then after an awkward silence almost full of tension the Russian smiled. The Grecian didn’t know how to react, but he smiled back, he didn’t want to upset his “ally”.
The Russian was mostly quiet, he only spoke when he wanted to say something important and he made sure it was worth hearing. He mostly camouflaged himself and only watches everyone around him. Most found him mysterious, some not trustworthy but to Heracles he was enticing. For the Grecian he appeared out of nowhere to support him in his endeavours like a saviour if one wanted to put it in a cheesy way.
Ivan watched Heracles he was very much the same yet different from his ancestors. He was beautiful and kind, wild like his mother, although he only got a glimpse of her before she disappeared. He got the fierceness and intelligence of his father the Byzantine Empire. Russia’s Godfather whom he owed the first tsar he served, who was directly blood related to the last Byzantine emperor, His first tsar was the nephew of Andreas Palaeologos. Aside from that Kievan Rus', Ivan’s ancestors was treated fairly as Byzantine’s equals.
It was almost safe to say that the two nation’s past, present and future were intertwined by faith but of course it was a fact that was not meant to be said. It was a secret unbeknownst to both of them, but as the saying goes some things are better off unsaid.
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“Someone has got to pay for this!”
“That Russia has totally disregarded the treaty we’ve got to show them whose superior!”
“He should have known that outcome of his actions.”
“Prepare for war; prepare to crush those who oppose the empire.”
--
“You sure act strong for someone as weak as you.” The Russian spoke with no remorse. Bloodied sword in hand. The Ottoman stood with pride despite the wounds that had stained his outfit scarlet.
The Ottoman smiled, “And you’re too arrogant for someone who was betrayed by his allies.”
Amethyst eyes widened.
The French and the Brits stood behind him, cold sharp steel placed at his neck, causing a cut which left a thin trail of blood.
The Russian smirked. He calmly held the blade which threatened to hurt him. He knew it wouldn’t kill him, it couldn’t.
Behind Francis and Arthur stood Heracles and the rest of the Balkans.
“It seems that you have been betrayed just as well.” Ivan’s tone was almost filled with pity.
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