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Napoleonic Wars Round 1

Mar 05, 2011 02:04

WHO: Natalia and Leon (Francis is somewhere hiding in the background...)
WHEN: March 5th, 2AM
WHERE: Just short of the Braginsky home
WHAT: Leon Bonaparte's got a bone to pick with a certain Russian man. Little girls will not stop him.

( this time with more coats. )

france, what the fuck are we doing?!, fight fight fight fight!, who are you?!, i will cut you, belarus, what is this madness!?, napoleon

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here_comes_the March 5 2011, 10:38:10 UTC

Natalia’s strolls during the dead hours of the night were not uncommon by any means. At this point all members living in the Braginsky house were used to her disappearing in the evening and not showing herself again until...well, whenever she so desired. She used the time in a variety of ways. Sometimes prowling, sometimes wandering, sometimes using oil (and other tools) to pry open her brother’s window. Other times, when she left the house as soon as dusk arrived, were spent accomplish certain matters of business. Typically ones that contributed to the household finances.

She had seen many things on these ‘walks’ - things that one would have to see to believe, so to speak.

...But a puny man dressed in full military regalia on a moped was a new sight even to her.

Now, she would have passed by the spectacle without so much a second glance - she had brother-watching to attend to after all and the strange sight alone wasn’t enough to warrant her full attention. That is, if the man wasn’t in front of her home bellowing out what must ( ... )

la_grand_vie March 5 2011, 10:56:02 UTC

While Leon was indeed- as many would call it- puny, this was made up for with his reflexes. He whirled around and he attempted to knock away the dagger that had risen the hairs on his neck. However- he paused, momentarily as he was presented with-

Breasts.

The loud profanities in his throat quickly curled into a wry, cunning smile and his right eyebrow twitched up as he looked up from the proffered area. His eyes already reflected the lewd thoughts behind them but he wasn't about to let down his guard because of a beautiful, stunning, well figured-

Hon hon hon in-fucking-deed.

"Mademosielle," he purred, voice practically dripping with honey. "Enchantee. Forgive my profanities before, I simply 'ave come to take care of some overdo business. Have I interrupted your beauty sleep? For I assure you, you do not need it~"

[note: for all Russian - just move the mouse over it] here_comes_the March 5 2011, 11:21:31 UTC

The карлик was quick, she would give him that, but she had height and a weapon on her side. ...Not to mention he seemed more taken with staring at her body than retaliating. Strategically, she was at an advantage. And yet, she couldn’t help but narrow her eyes in annoyance as he eyed her up and down before pointedly fixing his gaze on something that was most definitely not her face or her knife. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw his fingers twitch then - as if he wanted to grasp something.

Or rather, a pair of somethings.

Disgusting.

“Answer,” she asserted again, bringing her knife back near a vital vein she knew would bleed out oh-so-quickly if cut in just the right place.

[notamidget.] la_grand_vie March 5 2011, 11:34:44 UTC

Feisty. Leon had always liked his women on the more feisty side and as such he was... abnormally used to this situation. Granted, it had varied from an assortment of kitchen knives, forks, to a butcher's cleaver, and even one of his own heavy swords once- And now he supposed that he could add a fine, personalised dagger to the threats on his life ( ... )

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