{He mumbling continues as he finishes his third cigar for the day. Putting it out in the ashtray nearest his foot, he sighs while staring at the bottle in his hand.}
[she squints against the low light, placing the plate down and pulling her pillow (one of Nebojsa's, mainly because she's so used to sleeping next to him, but now can't bear to do it, and just needs something that smells like him. but it's covered by her own pillow case - in light of going to visit dimitri.) close to her body, and making her way toward him. she takes it slowly - unsure of his mental state, and when she gets an arm's length away she stops, speaking a little louder.]
Dimi.. Мне очень жаль. Есть ли что-либо я могу сделать?
[Мне очень жаль. Есть ли что-либо я могу сделать? = I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?]
{It takes him a moment to register what was said. Though in response to her question he shakes his head "no". He would've said something, but right now he just can't put a sentence together correctly. It's almost like that part of his brain has completely shut down.}
[[it's been awhile since she's talked to dimitri, why not give him a visit? she's been shut up in her room these past few days, oblivious to all that has happened.
she taps on the door, humming in thought as it slowly glides open from her touch. strange, it was open. she peeks in, beginning to wonder if he's asleep.]]
Dimitri? Are you in here? [[she voice in a whisper, not wanting to jerk him out of sleep, if that was the case.]] Are you asleep? [[suddenly, smoke stings her nostrils. she covers a sharp cough.]] A-Ah.
Huh? Dimitri, what are you talking ab-- [[as she approached, she felt her foot land on something. a cylinder of some sort, it almost takes her down. she catches herself, though, and leans over to pick up the mystery object.
{He continues with his peculiar monologue. Though he takes a break while sipping on his bottle of vodka. Putting the cigar out in the ashtray nearest his foot, he coughs while rubbing his teary red eyes.}
Yes he isn't...no he is dead, a knife was through his neck. Damn Nebby's knife...he was jealous, jealous of what I had with Jun. Now I am alone...all alone again. My love is gone...I was too weak to kill Nebby...I hope he suffers just like jun did. Yes, I hope you feels the pain you felt darling...my darling jun. {He snickers softly, rocking back and forth.}
( hope you don't mind a late reply, i like them interacting when i'm not being a loser... ;v; )
Oh, dear brother. ( her voice is soft, much softer than the usual ice that laces it. she's heard the whispers of what has happened, seen the scene and come to her conclusions. but instead of investigating further, instead she's here...kneeling at the bedside and reaching out, brushing at strands of hair in the other's face. ) How terrible, for something like this to have happened.
Yes...terrible for the person that is still living. Why didn't I cut his tongue out when I had the chance...why didn't I kill him while I had the chance? I'm so weak...I can't protect the one I love, let alone avenge his death...I deserve to die too...
Do not say such things, what would your death prove? I know it is hard, but you must be strong. ( pause. ) He will atone for his actions and sins, as he should for not only dragging the name of our country through the mud but you as well.
Needlessly trampling over your emotions with no thought or concern, ( she realizes what a hypocrite she is, but there are few things that eat at her such as this moment. ) Its disgusting, and as they say; По Се́ньке и ша́пка.
{Putting his cigar out in the ashtray nearest his foot, he nods.} It won't prove anything...
Viktoryia, it wasn't even a relationship between myself and Shanghai. It was like everyone I have ever been with, we only were calling for one another for one specific thing. But...I started to develop feelings for him...I even told him how I felt. {Taking a sip from his bottle, Dimitri chuckles.} Though I don't know if he felt the same way. I'll never know if he felt the same way. I hate feeling this way, so vulnerable. This is why I can't stand getting close to people...especially when this happens.
I though that myself changing, and leaving Nebby and Praskoviya alone would make things better. I left them alone, I am not even talking to him and this happens. I fell betrayed and confused...I don't know what to do with myself anymore...
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[she enters quietly, obviously looking a bit lost and tearful. she whispers his name softly, carrying a plate of apologetic doughnuts and her pillow.]
Dimi..... ?
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[she squints against the low light, placing the plate down and pulling her pillow (one of Nebojsa's, mainly because she's so used to sleeping next to him, but now can't bear to do it, and just needs something that smells like him. but it's covered by her own pillow case - in light of going to visit dimitri.) close to her body, and making her way toward him. she takes it slowly - unsure of his mental state, and when she gets an arm's length away she stops, speaking a little louder.]
Dimi.. Мне очень жаль. Есть ли что-либо я могу сделать?
[Мне очень жаль. Есть ли что-либо я могу сделать? = I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?]
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she taps on the door, humming in thought as it slowly glides open from her touch. strange, it was open. she peeks in, beginning to wonder if he's asleep.]]
Dimitri? Are you in here? [[she voice in a whisper, not wanting to jerk him out of sleep, if that was the case.]] Are you asleep? [[suddenly, smoke stings her nostrils. she covers a sharp cough.]] A-Ah.
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an empty bottle of vodka.]] Dimitri...?
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Yes he isn't...no he is dead, a knife was through his neck. Damn Nebby's knife...he was jealous, jealous of what I had with Jun. Now I am alone...all alone again. My love is gone...I was too weak to kill Nebby...I hope he suffers just like jun did.
Yes, I hope you feels the pain you felt darling...my darling jun. {He snickers softly, rocking back and forth.}
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Oh, dear brother. ( her voice is soft, much softer than the usual ice that laces it. she's heard the whispers of what has happened, seen the scene and come to her conclusions. but instead of investigating further, instead she's here...kneeling at the bedside and reaching out, brushing at strands of hair in the other's face. ) How terrible, for something like this to have happened.
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Yes...terrible for the person that is still living. Why didn't I cut his tongue out when I had the chance...why didn't I kill him while I had the chance?
I'm so weak...I can't protect the one I love, let alone avenge his death...I deserve to die too...
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Needlessly trampling over your emotions with no thought or concern, ( she realizes what a hypocrite she is, but there are few things that eat at her such as this moment. ) Its disgusting, and as they say; По Се́ньке и ша́пка.
( one gets what they deserve. )
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Viktoryia, it wasn't even a relationship between myself and Shanghai. It was like everyone I have ever been with, we only were calling for one another for one specific thing. But...I started to develop feelings for him...I even told him how I felt. {Taking a sip from his bottle, Dimitri chuckles.} Though I don't know if he felt the same way. I'll never know if he felt the same way. I hate feeling this way, so vulnerable. This is why I can't stand getting close to people...especially when this happens.
I though that myself changing, and leaving Nebby and Praskoviya alone would make things better. I left them alone, I am not even talking to him and this happens. I fell betrayed and confused...I don't know what to do with myself anymore...
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