☭o30|Close your eyes

[moskva_prince]

His door is slightly ajar a small sliver of light creeps across the darkened room of the Russian capital. He sits silently at the small table nearest the window. A half of bottle of vodka on the table along with an empty shot glass, six sliver bullets litter the table, as an ominous click rings about the room. Slouching in his seat, he spins the

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[sibirtigger]

He leans against the door way, silent as he watches.
"What are you doing?"

[moskva_prince]

{He chuckles, sitting up a bit, resting the gun on the table.}
I'm doing nothing Nebby; why do you ask?

[sibirtigger]

"It does not seem like nothing to me."

[moskva_prince]

I was playing, I never lose this game.

[snowyalyeska]

[[she knocks on the door, squeaking a little as it opens a little bit wider.]]

Uhm. Dimitri? Why are your lights off? [[she immediatly sees the shot glass and the gun. worry arises.]] Dimitri...?

[moskva_prince]

{He chuckles, staring at the gun; the cold steel against his skin.}
Hello Aly, sorry about the last time I saw you...I was so drunk. I think I went back on my promise of not drinking vodka for the rest of the week.

[snowyalyeska]

Dimitri. Why do you have a gun? [[she steps inside and closes the door behind her, standing against it. yeah, she's just going to ignore everything he said right then. she's more worried about the gun.]] Please, put it down.

[moskva_prince]

{Holding it out, he hands it to her, the smile never leaving his face.}
A game, a game that I never lose...I like playing it, a lot. I haven't played it in quite sometime...but it's very boring with just one person.

[witchway_wicked]

Dominick will stumble and trip into the room but try and appear all smooth like he meant it.

"Hello?"

[moskva_prince]

{Putting the gun in hi coat pocket, he smiles. Even though his room is pretty dark, he can see the man's face perfectly. It's not familiar, neither is his voice.}

Hello, are you lost~?

[witchway_wicked]

"Um...no...just looking for my cat," muttered Dominick. Damn Saesae and his wandering. "Um, I was going to share this 6-pack of Guinness with my cat but since I can't find him, you want some?"

Dominick thought he saw something glint in the shadows but he's not sure. But better to make a new friend right?

[moskva_prince]

Giving liquor to a cat...that is very interesting, but i will have to decline. I only drink vodka, it is the best; though you can stay if you want.

[songhu]

[ he's leaning against the frame of the door, arms crossed. ]
Well, well~ What have we here?

[moskva_prince]

{He doesn't say anything, instead he just refills his glass. God why won't this headache go away?}

[songhu]

[ well, somebody's in a bad mood, aren't they? ]
Not in a mood to talk right now?

[moskva_prince]

I feel like...well actually I think that is what I need right now, someone to talk too.
As of lately, I...I don't know, I feel like trying to better myself isn't a good thing anymore. Being nicer will only make people walk over me; loosen my grip on certain people...this will just give them a chance to rebel against me.
I, I'm so confused; I feel betrayed and people that I have trusted and relied on are suddenly lying dead in my face. I don't know what to do anymore...being around them! {He raises his voice, slamming his fist on the table.} IS DRIVING ME INSANE!

[newsiberia]

[ practically sashaying into the room in that exaggerated way of hers. ]

Isn't this a sight~?

[moskva_prince]

Isn't what a sight...it is nearly pitch black in here.

[newsiberia]

It's a natural, animal instinct of mine.

[moskva_prince]

A very strange instinct if you will; I didn't know you were that primitive.