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@ioglucksburg
“ what are you doing in my room ? ” * / @aurcls @arayamahidol
kostya looked around, eye narrowing slightly at the stupid question. “ we had a meeting… ? ” the things he did for the sake of alexei’s mental well-being ! “ you are the representative for tanzania ? ”
“ oh ! kostya was just showing me his tattoo ! ” @jclvni
catherinestuart:
voices pull her out of her own silent preoccupation, having made her exit to feel cooler air on her face, knowing aditya would want to discuss the reaction back home immediately. it had been her own immediate thought, how inappropriate it might seem for a large proportion of indians to want to dance on the grave of any english monarch. she picks up the glass of warm water sitting untouched on its perch and makes her way over, offering the brunette a knowing smile first before addressing them both. “ are both of you alright ? i have water. new mum-to-be probably needs it more than i do. what happened inside ? ” [ @catherinestuart / @ioglucksburg ]
“don’t be silly, io.” she would make jokes about how she would do it when the dust had settled, it seemed a little too crass given the timing — no matter how much relief she felt. instead, catherine threw the greek princess a swift smile. before she could open her mouth to continue, the indian crown princess had swam into view with a glass of water in her hand, and she let her smile widen in gratefulness. “yes, quite alright. thank you, your highness.” she accepted the water, and took a second of paranoia and suspicion before taking a sip. it wasn’t as if ahana chauhan-mehta had any stake in her death. “we aren’t allowed to leave just yet, it seems like the investigators are still speaking to people who might have seen something.” a nice, neutral statement. catherine couldn’t risk any embarrassment with being suspected just yet. “since… it’s quite obvious that it’s foul play.” ( @ioglucksburg )
she smiles in return. “ i’m alright, how about yourself? ” nodding to whatever catherine says shortly after. accepting a drink from anyone seems suspicious given the circumstances. who knows what else is contaminated. there doesn’t seem to be a hint of agitation between the three of them — interesting and relieving. “ suppose they want to be thorough, but all this surely isn’t good for an expecting mother. are we able to get you anything else? ” she offers. ( @vhvnv )
she’s never wanted a smoke so bad in her life. after reassuring theodor that all she needed was a walk and some fresh air, catherine found herself wandering the gardens, mind strangely sharp and clear — as if she hadn’t just walked in a room and found a dead body on the floor. as if it didn’t matter that an exiled-king-slash-criminal was found murdered. being interrogated as a suspect certainly was certainly something she didn’t think would happen to someone with diplomatic immunity, after all. a handful of minutes of staring unseeingly at the rose bushes, she almost didn’t realise that she was no longer alone. “a cherry on top of a strange night, wouldn’t you say?” her voice didn’t quiver, although the sheen of carelessness seemed quite out of place. ( @hshqstarters )
it’s shocking to say the least — she expected he’d die, but not this soon and not like this. it was more of an inconvenience if anything. being stuck inside with crowd she’s not too keen on being around for more than a few hours. she shouldn’t have chose tonight to break into her new gianvito rossi pumps. the peace and quiet is welcomed. being outside, she’s at least able to be away from the tension. her head turns, finding catherine there on her on own. “ catherine? what are you doing here alone? ” she laughs, shaking her head. “ very strange. it’s certainly one way to catch the attention of the whole world. you seem... peaceful. it’s not you, is it? ” she peered over at her with an amused smile. she wouldn’t judge if it was. if anything, she’d ask for pointers.
vnncli:
“ i really didn’t expect the reason to be a party, ” anneli admitted. she had shocked even herself. when everyone had packed their bags for a trip to london, she had felt like it was the only thing she could do ! against all odds she was in london at a party. “ i don’t know how i feel about this. should we be celebrating when they’ve barely even cleaned up the corpses ? ”
“ send anneli a fake party invite next time you have a boring appearance you want her to attend with you — noted for next time. ” followed by a laugh. “ maybe it’s more of a performance act type of thing. very marina abramović with the death angle. suppose we should prepare our funeral wear. ” all in jest of course.
“ so this is what it takes to get you back into london? ” ( @vnncli )
vnncli:
“ i didn’t realize you had more to say, ” anneli defended herself with a laugh. “ it was a bit funny, you have to admit. just a little bit. ” anneli held her thumb and index finger mere millimetres apart. “ i like the building though. ” as if it would make up for the long three hours they had had to spend inside. “ see, i think that was the main issue: if it had been a quick visit and we could have just walked past the works we didn’t care for… i might have something nice to say. even if it’s modern art. ” hard to understand or simply pretentious ? anneli had always leaned towards the latter. “ come to think of it, i don’t think i’ve been to london since then. when was it ? five years ago ? ”
“ ha. ha. ” rolling her eyes. “ you know i always have too much to say about art. so hard being unappreciated. ” dramatically sighing before breaking out into a smile. “ but — if i told you it was a quick visit, you wouldn’t have come along! okay, maybe i do deserve you walking away from me since i technically conned you into going on that trip. ” regardless, she appreciates anneli tagging along even if she doesn’t share the same love and interest in art. “ you haven’t because i tried getting you to come with me for something else a year or two later and you ignored my text. ”
nikelykke:
“ that’s plenty guilty. ” when you bore the surname, you bore the sins. it was as simple as that. the krasimirovs had never give diplomacy a chance, which was something nike found simply unforgiving. “ ah, you’re too good. ” she waved her hand. “ i’ve been thinking about turkey… i don’t think we can keep this up if bulgaria starts requiring more and more of our resources. we might want to change our approach. everyone has to be tired, right ? we might be able to negotiate ourselves a deal that wouldn’t be devastatingly humiliating. ”
she doesn’t disagree, and perhaps io is biased, but she won’t vocalize those thoughts. with time and with what transpires in the war, she might feel the same as nike does toward anyone who shares the last name krasimirov and anyone affiliated with them. she takes a deep breath, considering their options, which aren’t many. “ i’d assume everyone is running themselves a bit thin at the moment. this is being dragged out longer than it needs to be. i talked to your father and he agrees. negotiation might be the safest option for greece. i’m dreading what possible conditions they’ll want us to follow through with. ”
vnncli:
“ that sounds like a good plan — if i’m not mistaken, they usually explain what the art is about at exhibitions like that. for once you don’t get to show off too much. ” the corner of her mouth quirked upwards. “ no need to explain yourself. it’ll be fun, that’s good enough a reason. ” what anneli appreciated about io was the fact that the greek always managed to drag her somewhere she never would have gone by herself. “ and it definitely can’t be worse than our trip to tate modern. it’s the only trip that has made me feel like i almost wasted an afternoon. if the conversation had been any worse, it definitely would have been a wasted afternoon. ”
she rolls her eyes with a smile. “ oh, shut up. ” nudging her friend. “ i’m still mad at you for walking away from me when we went to that one museum in denmark. the most embarrassing moment of my life not realizing you had decided to stroll to the other wing as i droned on and on. ” laughing at the memory. “ don’t remind me. i never went back. all that fuss because they managed to get their hands on one picasso piece. even worse that we couldn’t leave since i was invited by the art council, but if i have to suffer, you do too. that’s just how it works. ” flashing a teasing smile.
fannicroy:
“I’m lucky! The healing process has been quick and without any complications. The doctor was very worried that it might get infected but luckily it didn’t happen.” If she was honest, getting asked about her health was nice. Not that many people had showed concern. But instead of burdening Io with her thoughts she smiled brightly and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it.” She clasped her hands together. “A shopping trip sounds perfect. Is there a reason you’re going? Some occasion perhaps?”
it’s relieving to hear the healing process had zero complications. it seems everyone in her circle managed to get away unharmed. “ i’d have an angry word with the doctor if they weren’t able to ward off an infection! ” she says playfully. “ i feel like my wardrobe doesn’t suit the atmosphere here and i didn’t think to bring a lot of jewelry. ” their security walks alongside them out of the complex. “ if levente was here, it’d be just like old times. ” she chuckles. “ so what’s new in the life of miss fanni cröy? should i expect a wedding invitation any time soon? ” side eying her expectantly.
akrasimirov:
he cringed just a little, not really picking up on that bit of playfulness. “i didn’t – i’m sorry, it’s a terrible habit. the, um…. the reading. and the walking.” he had to stop doing those things at the same time. “oh, that’s – that’s not what i – i just meant that you, um. look nice. healthy, i mean, not –” stop talking, andrei. he took a deep breath and squeezed his eyes shut for a brief moment, shook his head. “i’m… okay, i guess. i was just studying, i’m taking some summer classes and i was trying to get ahead on the reading.“ clearly, he should’ve sat down to do so.
“ did i not look healthy before? ” she teases further. “ summer classes, huh... — i’m glad you have the luxury to spare time for classes and to... get ahead of readings considering the circumstances. ” couldn’t he do all that in bulgaria? what did he need protecting from when his country is wreaking havoc in greece?
“ your leg looks a lot better than the last time i saw you! you’re probably tired of everyone asking about your siblings so i won’t pester you about it, but i will pester you for a shopping trip if you’re up for it. ” ( @fannicroy )
lovrenc:
“ 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 to say to you that i haven’t already said. you should know that. ” lovro stepped into the elevator, avoiding the closing door just in time. he kept his back pressed against the opposite wall and his arms crossed all the while he peered over at his ex. “ and i don’t have resentment, ” he spoke up despite the prolonged delay since anything had been exchanged, save for the low hum of instrumental elevator music. and while he should have stopped there, he didn’t. “ i don’t feel anything for you. i just asked a question and you decided to make a big deal about it. 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍. ”
“ do i know that? ” he always has plenty to say. it only took her getting engaged for him to stop pestering her. and there it is, another lie! he didn’t have to acknowledge her remark, but of course his pride wouldn’t allow that. “ i don’t ever recall asking if you feel anything for me, but now i’m curious if you actually do. ” she laughs — how is it possible for someone to lack so much depth and change within four years. “ you’re so dramatic... i’m afraid you’re four years too late on any grand gestures. ” of course her teasing remark won’t be dealt with lightly. lovro always has some point to make.
lovrenc:
“ 𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃, ” lovro’s forehead creased, he always knew she was the source of premature aging. “ that’s why i asked. ” and despite the cold shoulder, he still followed he to the elevator, pocketing his device in the process. “ io, remind me, were you always this friendly or did you start this over the five days it took you to go from one relationship to the next ? ” lovro deadpanned as he reached across the brunette to press the elevator button the moment the two had reached her destination. “ going down ? ”
“ don’t tell me you’re still harbouring resentment. at least you’re— ” eyes flickering to him. “ consistent... ” god forbid it be residual feelings. “ is there anything else you want to get off your chest? ” she didn’t have time nor the care to entertain or mend lovro’s broken heart and ego. “ and yes. ” the doors ding open and she steps in, quick to press the button to the lobby. anymore awkward moments in elevators, she might have to start taking the stairs.
asvli:
she watches io’s face as she stresses herself out over it, and for some reason she almost feels bad. but things like this - like almost everything in aminata’s life - are out of her hands. sure, it wasn’t io’s choice to murder her uncle, but it was io’s choice to support the man who did. ami just couldn’t forgive not standing up for people you called your friend. she shrugs it off, looking to asali with a softer smile, “are you ever in the mood for incompetence? i can’t remember a single time that you didn’t immediately ‘can i speak to your manager’ your way to getting whatever it was fixed, when we used to go out.” // @asvli
the silence that follows is one that brings the slightest quirk to the corner of her lips. while the pettiness was something that should be beneath her, this asali knew too well, she did enjoy watching a ticking time-bomb roll on by. she wondered how much more they’d need to push to have it go off. it was obvious her and aminata’s presence was doing io no good deed. her eyes roll, glancing at aminata with a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes. “ let’s just say the world will never be without idiots. incompetence is contagious. ” the same could be said about triviality but that was neither here nor there. “ but not all of us have the luxury of excusing it. ” she says in passing once the doors open, her finger once more jabbing into the lobby button once she makes it into the car. – @ioglucksburg
she’s too preachy. always talking about incompetence and inadequacy while failing to see her own flaws. she tunes her out, not caring what her implications are. whether they’re to rile io up or to be petty. regardless, she cut off the friendship for good reason. she can understand why aminanta has her apprehensions and spite toward her, not everyone is strong-willed enough to be freed from mitko’s brainwash. i guess it takes a certain level of intelligence for that. she stands in the far corner of the elevator, letting the silence settle, hoping asali doesn’t have anything more self-righteous opinions to say about incompetence. ( @aminatamansaray )
noemioriol:
“Even the fault lines respect me,” Noemí joked in return, embracing the Greek. “And how are you?” She wondered how long it would be until until the program’s apparent ineptness in ensuring its members’ safety outweighed its diplomatic benefits.
she smiles as they separate, “ it’s been hectic, ” to say the least, “ luckily despina and nike are completely fine so i don’t have to spend my days tending to them. how’s cala? she must be so big now, i think the last time i saw her she was three! ”
@ioglucksburg
“oh – sorry!” he had to stop walking and reading at the same time; it never ended well. he looked up, met the eyes of the person he’d almost run into, and felt his heart drop. of all the people he could’ve run into, why did it have to be timotei’s ex-fiancée? “io. um… hello. you, um – you look well. how are you?”
she takes a step back, avoiding being run in to — of course it’s mitko’s doormat. “ be careful, you might have caught me on a less forgiving day. ” there’s a hint of playfulness in her tone, just a hint. her arms cross, eyes narrow. how incredibly bold of him to strike up casual conversation. she wants to laugh, her lips closed tight as she nods. how is she? he has no right to ask! “ according to you i look well, so i must be doing good. and how are —” she looks him up and down, “ — you? ”
nkrasimirova:
there was a time when she would launch into the full story, the jumble of emotions she felt after stepping on ice with borrowed skates with rowen, alongside the sickening feeling that her career had been long over. but her relationship with io had not been like what it was, for what was a broken and distant relationship with yet another sister? “no, not for a long while.” nikolina might be a woman of few words with others, but there was something inside her that compelled her to blurt out the next sentence, hastily and with mild distress. “i was wondering if… it would be alright for timotei to know that you’re here.”
“ you always looked so peaceful on the ice. ” and she means it. it would be a shame and a waste of talent if nika stopped skating, she’s still so young! at the mention of timotei her head tilts as a curious smile appears. “ you don’t need to receive permission from me to tell your brother. ” she ignores the thudding in her chest, the mild sense of dread and anticipation of him possibly arriving. she forces it down, there’s no room to bring up past affections. it’s counter productive and weak. “ i’m late to a meeting, but it was good to see you. ” her hand reaching to give her arm a reassuring squeeze. “ take care, okay? ”
