[Takes place after this: http://www.livejournal.com/users/wild_callie/64780.html and before this: http://www.livejournal.com/users/lexiromanov/52016.html ]Meetings came and ( Read more... )

The air was cold in the massive gardens upon the estate but they were a place where she could get away. Aeon stood in the maze, tall brushes all around her, boxing her in. It was much like how she felt these days. Boxed in. Walls all around her too high to see over even with a jump. There was only one place to look to see freedom, and that was up. ( Read more... )

She had to move through the halls, keeping close to the shadows, watching every corner. This was a risk she was taking. But it was one her heart had to make. She was barefoot as to not make one single noise. She smoothed her hand along the walls, elegant and grand. Aleksandr's other family had done well. But they were much to cold for her liking. ( Read more... )

The long car pulled up and the doors opened. The first to get out was Trevor Goodchild, dressed in his usual dark suit, find white shirt and black tie. He looked all the part of a high ranking official. And why shouldn't he. After all he was Chairman of Breen. He controlled a side of a country the likes none have here but dictators and presidents. ( Read more... )

Sestra had been shown her room. It was large. Larger than anything she had ever seen. The bed could have fit all of them in it and still had room. But still to her, it would be as empty as when she first saw it, even with her in it. She explored the room, finding clothing of sweet elegance and softness. She had put on one of the lace dresses and ( Read more... )

Before leaving for St. Petersburg, while in Alex's office getting the things they needed from there, Sestra searched the drawers till she found some fine paper and a pen, she scribbled a note out the best she could and asked one of the men to deliver it to an old run down opera house and just leave it there, with a white rose and a black ribbon ( Read more... )

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[locked for lexiromanov, evankasparov, wild_callie, mikepinocchio, the_romanovs please and thank you.]The air was cold. The clouds hung low in the sky seeming to threaten to cry. As the car barreled down the long drive, once passing large iron gates, two of the people in the car seemed to perk up and look out the window with wide eyes. One was checking his gun. The other was calm, but for Alex, it was ( Read more... )

I don't think this was talking about me but more like Aeon.

[takes place out of time line. Locked for kirill_72Sestra made her way to the Dojo only after getting directions from Kirill. She had called him to let him know she was coming so he could expect her. She had a bag over her shoulder, holding some work out items she might need. She was wearing a black top that clung to her and little shorts. Making her way to ( Read more... )