oo1; voice + video

[justthedriver]

Biggest country in world I know but Initiative don't seem to bother to bring anyone else but me. Too many goddamned Americans and Japanese. [ Says the heavy Russian accent. ] And aliens. And fucking elves. [ For all the emphasis he puts on that word, he doesn't sound angry. More of a 'fuck, what the hell, man?'

... Sorry, elves. He's targeting one elf in particular and he doesn't much care if there's more of them.

Sharp snort. Sound of a lighter snapping on, and the crackling of cigarettes. Then the camera switches on.

Have a pair of heavily tattooed hands, one of them curled around a white stick. Then he tips the tablet upwards until it shows his face, and Nikolai pulls off the sunglasses. ]

You lot ever get tired of talking on this thing? Bunch of stupid questions lately. [ He takes a drag of the cigarette, and blows it at the screen. ] You've all forgotten how to fuck, or something?


[ ooc; for any character with knowledge of Russian criminals, Nikolai's hands carry tattoos that basically says he's one of the worst ones out there. Yeah.

Also, content warnings for sexual assault for the thread with Steph (controlledvariable). ]

Comments

[urnotafraid]

Considering half the people here already know about things that go bump in the night and wet days, I don't think they care.

[justthedriver]

More important is: do you care?

[urnotafraid]

There are other things I care about.

[justthedriver]

You can only care about one thing at one time?

[urnotafraid]

Nope. I just don't worry about things I can't do anything about.

[justthedriver]

If you don't worry, of course you can't do anything.

[urnotafraid]

Don't think I can change what I am or my nature. Only change at how I react towards people and that's pretty hard since people are pretty much a kind of food to me.

[justthedriver]

[ He laughs at that. ]

You have favourite kind of food? [ Because why wouldn't he. ]

[urnotafraid]

Italians are tasty. It must be all the garlic, although I could do with less hair in the way.

[ Yup, Italians aren't the best mafia but they do taste nice. ]

[justthedriver]

[ Idly: ] Would have thought pretentiousness makes for terrible taste.

[urnotafraid]

Hard to be that when you're crying in fear after getting shook around like a mouse by a rat terrier.

[justthedriver]

[ Eyebrow raised. Then, dryly and maybe sarcastically: ]

Very impressive.

[urnotafraid]

I still have to use both hands to shake them around; the guy I knew, he just needed to toss them about by pinching their ears.

[ dramatic pout. Kei. Y U DO THINGS BETTER? ]

[justthedriver]

Strong man. [ Idly. ] He is like you?

[urnotafraid]

Yeah... Just older. I don't know how much older but he knew a lot of stuff.

[justthedriver]

[ Headtilts. ]

You miss him?

[ Why he's asking, he's not entirely sure, and that is disturbing in itself. ]

[urnotafraid]

He raised me.

[ As if that would explain everything. Sho did not remember much about his real parents. He only knew what Shinji told him about them, but Kei might as well had been his father the way he felt about the vampire. ]