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Moscow is the sodding nostrum to any ills. No matter what happens to you here, things are always worse there. I don't think I've been accosted by so many communist uni students in my life. Just because you can speak their language and don't knock them into the street with your car doesn't mean you want to join the bloody revolution, after all ( Read more... ) -
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Hey, guys, sorry I haven't been around for a bit. Internet has been down at my house and only just come back up. That being said, I'll probably be mighty scarce for RP over the next couple of weeks, as my show's opening soon and we'll be in rehearsals every day for five hours, plus tech runs and all the other basic college nonsense. I may lurk ( Read more... ) -
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I may go away for a while.
Need to clear my head.
It is evening, but the general hubbub of the streets of Chinatown has not entirely died down. Ellen Dramstadt walks through at a measured pace, but makes no particular courtesies for those who loiter in her path; in each instance a moment's pause is all the tall, lean woman in grey businesswear allows ( Read more... ) -
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Full log ganked from Alicia.
'She's got willpower, she isn't falling for my Southern hospitality.' [Sam, Alexis, Alicia]
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Icly marked private, written in a hasty scrawl of Cyrillic and chicken scratch.
I told her. I told her it wouldn't work, and now she feels worse. She won't even speak me to because--I guess I could have been, I don't know, less brusque. Probably saying they were fucking nutters was out of line, but for God's sake they were! And Andre! How could ( Read more... ) -
IC entry, OC log dump.
I am a brilliant matchmaker. And very proud of myself. I didn't flirt once!
Although I rather envy Kathryn her--oh, what is the word? Naivete? I wouldn't so much call it that. Well, it doesn't matter anyway. I couldn't handle a bloke right now as it is, even such a fit one as Remy.
The bar is slightly less crowded than normal tonight, the ( Read more... ) -
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It's not totally normal to see a bedraggled looking woman with ragged hair and bandaged hands wandering the hallways of Autumn Lights. But Kathryn, in a flannel shirt, lounge pants and flip flops, along with a small bag and some random stuff she'd thrown into it at a moment's notice, doesn't care at all. She'd already tried to sleep, but it didn't ( Read more... ) -
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Well. That was shite.
It's mid morning when a knock comes upon Lucy's apartment. A new day, a good shower and clean clothes has managed to help Jonah feel stronger after a rough night over playing over events in his head. But what he hopes will help even more is to see for himself that Lucy is alright. He doesn't wait too long before knocking ( Read more... ) -
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Fucking rich ponce. It was not the day to test me.
But why am I surprised? High society gits are all the same. Sodding wankers, the lot of them, who desperately need to be knocked down a peg or twelve. I was raised among the rich, but because I am not in their little circle here, I am automatically lower-class meat. This is why I never hung ( Read more... )