авт победа авт мори

победить или умереть; Russian. translation: aut vincere aut mori (Latin: you conquer or you die) RP blog Only.

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

He watched as a group of dead walkers were alert due to a nearby sound. Looking at the person, they were suppose to throw the small little flare way out further not so close to them. это все американцы могут сделать ?

[asterkuhns-blog]

“you have until the count of five to get out of my face,” she hissed through gritted teeth. this wasn’t normal for her, overt and verbal hostility – no, she was at a breaking point and they got caught in the crossfire.

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

“No need to be on edge.” he said watching the small young woman.

[cassyoung-blog1]

“Please tell me you’re human,” she called out quietly at the sound; too quiet to be one of the infected, but too loud to be a mouse or cat or other small animal.  Human or not, her shotgun was up and pointed, ready for anything.  After all, humans were just as dangerous as the infected, if not more.

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

“Of course I am.” his accent coming at as he could see her slowly turn the corner. He could easily disarm her, because he would not risk that chance of her shooting him on purpose or intentionally.

[ebonyfawn-deactivated20160208]

“I honestly..really don’t care any more.” She sighed hopelessly– she really had no time for this any more. She was not the same person she was; she felt no desire to make people happy any more.

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

“If that is how you feel. Then okay.” he said looking at the small brunette.

[ryleighchevalier-blog]

“Hey cute stuff. You dropped something” Ryleigh said as she crossed her arms “I’m in a good mood today, so you’re lucky.”

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

He turned around to see if had dropped anything. Looking down it was just a glove. “Thank you.”

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

remove an article of clothing off of someone else using only your teeth

@huntingstefanov

Nothing was impossible, he could probably do that with his eyes closed in the middle of the dark. So, he leaned forward. “Pardon me. “ he told the brunette before using his teeth to remove the brunettes small sweater, using his teeth remove the buttons, and then taking it off the woman.

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

dare - dance with scarlet for a few minutes, make sure you're brother is watching, and whisper in her ear 'alexi is not a fan of blondes'

@scarletxhaven 

The tall russian walked on over to the blonde that his brother had previously kissed, which looked almost to real from Dmitiri’s perspective. So held his hand out, and brought the blonde close to him, dancing with her for a few minutes. Looking back at Alexi, before then whispering in her ear “Alexi is not a fan of blondes.” and just like that his dare was up.

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

dare: hey big grumpy guy! go serenade the father finn to la cucaracha

@finnstokely

“I shall attempt.” he paused.

‘La cucaracha, la cucarachaYa no puede caminar.Porque no tiene, porque le falta,Dinero para gastar.Una cucaracha pinta,Le dijo a una colorada,"Vamonos para mi tierra,A pasar la temporada"

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

I dare you to sing a verse from Cossack Lullaby. - from Alexi

Богатырь ты будешь с виду       И казак душой.Провожать тебя я выйду —       Ты махнешь рукой...Сколько горьких слез украдкой       Я в ту ночь пролью!..Спи, мой ангел, тихо, сладко,       Баюшки-баю.

____ translation_____

you will look like a hero And be a Cossack deep in your heart. I will accompany you and watch you go, You will just wave your hand.How many secret bitter tears Will I shed that night! Sleep, my angel, calmly, sweetly, Bayushki bayu.

[89syeon]

“This isn’t the same as being in the military, Dmitri. It’s not like getting shot and being able to recover. There is a virus out there that will kill you right away if you get infected.” Her words were a bit jumbled, some fragments said quicker than others. After Amelia didn’t come back she just lost a lot of her rationality, causing her to become reckless with her life but she could never put someone else in that situation and that was probably the reason she was stubborn about getting help. Because she was losing hope and a part of her knew her cousin was dead so she was basically on a suicide mission. 

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

She acted as if he was going to randomly run  off and get himself killed and that was not the case.  “I am cautious. I can take care of myself.” he said looking at her. How did she think he survived, especially after the outbreak happened. “You need closure, or else you will never be at peace." he stepped forward taking her hands." uspokoysya”

[89syeon]

“Ask you to help?’ She looked at him incredulously. “I could never have done that.” Watching him, she bit her bottom lip, processing her words carefully. “That would be like asking you to risk your life. I couldn’t have asked you or anyone for that matter to go with me, it’s practically a suicide mission. You’re safer at a camp, you have an important place there.” 

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

He was confused, why couldn’t she simply ask him? and then he began to laugh. She thought harm would come to him? he has killed people for a living. SVR agent for many years now, and she was worried that he would be hurt? “I am fine. Need not worry for me. It is my choice, let me help you.” that way she wouldn’t always have to be leaving all the time.

[tatumxslade-blog]

She nodded, the man was nice so far, but she couldn’t help but feel uneasy. She knew that she was just apprehensive towards others in general, but with him, she felt herself putting more of a guard up. It wasn’t his height or anything physical for that matter–it was his voice, his ethnicity. The Russian accent reminded her all too much of another certain man that was in a hotel–a man she had grown to not necessarily fear, but a man she had grown to be weary of. Tatum wondered if they had any relation, or even knew each other. “Are you..” her eyebrows furrowed as she spoke, “You’re not related to anyone here, right?”  The sentence sputtered out quickly, her voice sounding nervous, for she was worried about the answer she would receive.  

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

He could tell just by her cautious words and then by her body language that she wasn’t fully comfortable. He wouldn’t blame her either. When she asked him if he was related to anyone, he wondered if she was talking about Alexi. “No, I’m not. Why the question?” he was now curious as to what brought her to say that. “Does someone else have my accent?” she could be talking about Alexi, but he wanted to hear it from her.

[lennoxdelarose-blog]

“You still have yet to teach me Russian, big guy.” Opening the door a little wider, the small brunette gave him a sleepy smile before gesturing inside. “If you want, you can stay here until I have to go back out on patrol. Try something though, and I’m taking you out again.”

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

“One step at a time.” he said looking back at her. He wouldn’t intrude in her space, even though she had invited him inside. “I do not want to bother you.” 

[89syeon]

Irene shook her head before letting out a sigh. “I don’t know, Dmitri.” Although a few moments ago she has hell bent on getting out of the hotel, the moment she saw him was like a moment of clarity, which only made her more confused. For her, Dmitri was a sign of live, of living but she was also stuck on Amelia. “I’m not lying when I say I have no clue what I’m doing anymore. All this time and I still haven’t found her. I don’t know what to do.” 

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

“Why did you not ask me to help you?” if she needed help, he would have done so. He could of gone with her. He didn’t want to be confused, that feeling was foreign, and all his emotions were buried in the past. Missions, surviving was all he has been focusing on for some time now.

[89syeon]

She tried to mask her emotions, but she was positive that he would notice the small fidgets of her legs and hands. A small feeling of guilt started to brew in the pit of her stomach at the sight of the old comrade. “I, uh. Yeah, I guess I am.” Not. But by the time the words left her mouth they felt real.

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

He was standing there, unreadable, he wasn’t one to understand emotions even if right now there was a conflict within himself. If she was here to stay, how long before she goes off again? Was this how Americans made friends? he didn’t understand it at all. “Are you lying to me?” his voice was serious. He would not hold on to false hope, he wasted that enough when he realized his brother wouldn’t come back.

[89syeon]

To say she was shocked was an understatement. The familiar foreign words had her stopping in her tracks as her breath hitched slightly in the back of her throat. Closing her eyes for a moment she believed it was just a ghost, a figment of her imagination but when she reopened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, she felt heavy. “Dmitri.”

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

He almost mirrored her actions, was she real or not? he wasn’t sure, but if she was, that meant that she was stuck in the hotel like he was. So was she back? “You’re staying here?” he asked, unsure.

[89syeon]

“Dammit!” Aggressively she pushed the table in front of her several feet away from her, the legs screeching in protest to the force. Heaving a mix between a deep breath and sigh, she turned and left the room, shoving the door open as she made her way into the hallway on a mission to figure out how the hell she was going to get out of her and survive. 

[dmitri-nikolayevich]

There was a ruckus he could hear as he walked along the hallway. Like someone was in a tussle or fight. He wasn’t sure, it didn’t sound good either. But when he saw the glimpse of wavy chestnut hair, he had to pause. “moy mir”