☭o57| fancy that

[moskva_prince]

After searching the grounds what seems like an eternity, Dimitri finds the tire swing from not too long ago. He swings on it absentmindedly while hollowing out a smooth piece of wood. It's the beginning states of a doll set. But to the untrained eye it just looks like an oval shaped piece of wood.
He sings at a normal volume...a little too loud

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[sibirtigger]

Nebojsa is bundled up tightly as he makes his way through the snow to Dimitri. The bundling isn't going to help much though because his chill is internal, an echo from home, rather than from his surroundings.

"You still sing well."

[moskva_prince]

{He nods, brushing chips of wood off his lap.}

Ah thank you Nebby; pleasant day out, da?

[sibirtigger]

He shrugged.
"It is... Though now that the temperature is bearable here, I cannot get warm.

Who is this one for?"

[moskva_prince]

Try sitting in front of a fire. I have been doing that all week...falling asleep in front of it actually.
{Looking down at his work, he smiles.}

It is a secret~

[sibirtigger]

He nodded.
"Yes... but I want Praskoviya to sleep in the bed."
He raised an eyebrow, looking at the carving.
"It is good... Whoever gets it will more than likely like it."

[moskva_prince]

Then let her sleep there, as simple as that.

Though I'm sure they'll like it, even though they might think it's a trap or something.

[sibirtigger]

He sighed. He'll try... but he doubts it will work.
"Is it for an American then? Because if so I would not blame them for thinking as such."

[moskva_prince]

Nyet, I don't know any Americans that I would give gifts to. {Because Aly isn't American, she's Russian}
This person always thinks I'm up to something. With this set, I will put much more work into it to prove him wrong about my intentions.

[sibirtigger]

He shrugged, leaning against the tree.
"Well... it may do that, but then... if they do not trust you there may be a reason for that. You do tend to do ill by people."

[moskva_prince]

Not as much as I used to.
After reading up on events happening at the Kremlin, I have no time to do ill by others. I worry too much about home...

[sibirtigger]

He shrugged.
"We are all... worried about home."

[moskva_prince]

You would think that people would just get into the holiday spirit. Oh well...

[sibirtigger]

He shrugged again.
"That is something that is hard to do at times."

[moskva_prince]

You shouldn't think too much about it...

[sibirtigger]

"It is... hard not to think about some problems." He sighed.

"But that is not one of your concerns..."

[moskva_prince]

Da, my concerns are much bigger at the moment. The whole country is on edge, and I am here carving away at a matryoshka. What is the meaning of my life, Nebby?