[Of all predictable places for Nikolay to be sitting, a park bench facing a well-used road is one of his favorites. He sits there, content as a cat, with a spiral-bound notebook on his lap, already with pages filled with lines of scratchy handwriting in Russian. What's in the notebook is really something only he knows, and for some, that might be ( Read more... )

[Not often does Nikolay find himself enraged. In fact, it's rare to see him in any mode other than eerily content. Yet, that sort of mode apparently isn't turned on today, and for good reason. Vladivostok, the aptly named 'Prince of the East' of Russia, is in a world of trouble it seems. From having several ship accidents that involved having to ( Read more... )

[It just seems like one of those days. You know, when there's just a lull or something and you practically wake up bored. That's how Nikolay woke up, and he doesn't like being bored. So right off the bat, he got to cooking, which is why his entire room smells like fish. Not just like regular fried fish, but on par with a fish market. He's a port ( Read more... )

[It doesn't even seem like it now, but it's been one hundred and fifty years since Vladivostok became a Russian port city. Of course, he's older than that, but regardless, today is a very big day! There's already festivals going on with everything ranging from concerts to rowing competitions. This birthday is already pretty awesome ( Read more... )

[Nikolay would never describe himself as on overly-romantic person. Going out to dinner with someone you like is just fine, but something like song dedication might seem over the top. However, when a song is dedicated to you by what you consider to be the single best person in all of Russia, then it's just fine ( Read more... )

( That's enough about me. How about you? )

[After the prom and a day with his semi-disgusting truth burdening is beloved headspace, Nikolay now finds himself, once again, bored. By following around people at the prom, he found that perhaps he's been missing out on his daily 'searches'. There are many interesting people here, and Nikolay believes he hasn't been living up to his full " ( Read more... )

[For the most part, throughout his life with Russia, Nikolay has been relatively free to do what he pleases. Moscow is far enough away that even with the Trans-Siberian Railroad, it's still difficult to get news from Vladivostok when it happens. He's never had to bend for too many rules, and in return, he's kept up good behavior.

However, when he ( Read more... )

[Be it boredom or what have you, Nikolay has found himself in a lethargic state. He's sitting at his kitchen table, slumped over it with a bottle of half-drained vodka balanced in between his index fingers, and he's been entertaining himself by slowly tipping it back and forth, watching the little waves travel up and down the length of the bottle. ( Read more... )

[Nikolay is on a mission already, only being in HQ for a few days. But he's certainly not the type to idle so when Nebojsa asked him to do a little spy lookout work, he was more than happy to oblige. His current target: Luzhkov, Yuri - City of Norilsk - noted for questionable choice in friends and a rather fabulous scarf. This isn't to say he's ( Read more... )