A Russian rat is clever

Boils down to there are some who survive some who don’t some give up some give in, Me, I won’t! Black and blue Welcome to My Petersburg

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Russian Lessons || Daisy & Dimitri

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darlingdaisyyy:

“Note taken. Don’t worry, sweetums, I’m not going to chase her down. I just now know in case I do happen to cross paths with her. .Try and see what’s so great about this girl to have such a tight hold on you. I mean that in all curious manners, by the way. Not because I doubt she’s great.” She shrugged a little. “Oh, I tend to exactly what I was.” Rolling her eyes playfully towards him she just laughed softly. “You sure do have a big talk, Dimitri. I hope that’s not the only thing big about you.” 

Dimitri arched a brow at Daisy. He was uncertain how well that would go down. “Your curiosity just might be the death of you…and I mean that literally. Just…don’t tell her that you know me and you should be good.” He inclined his head. At her next words, Dimitri barked a laugh, thrown off guard by her brass. “Oh! Says the girl who was just thanking her stars that she’d worn a skirt today.”

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francisfvckcff:

Well that made the boy perk up. His eyes went wide for a second before he went casual again, low key vibe, keeping it cool like he’d done this a thousand times before and not just once when he had been on testosterone officially for long enough for it to change the shape of his face. “Yeah? Where can I find this dude, anyway?” His legal ID was burning a hole in his wallet and if they could outdo this fake, there was a chance of ditching the original for good.

It was true, Dimitri hadn’t been in America for very long but it sure hadn’t taken him long to set up contacts. There was always a guy who knew a guy who knew some other guy- etc etc. Point is, Dimitri did put in some effort to set up reliable contacts. Reliable contacts who could also give him a reliable source of extra cash so Dimitri didn’t just throw them around willy nilly. “He prefers for his identity to remain anonymous. I can arrange it all for you of course.”

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c-o-r-aline:

She put the lottery ticket back into her pocket quickly so he wouldn’t get into trouble. “I’d like whatever you recommend. This is my mix-it-up night.”

“Alright,” Dimitri agreed with a grin and a nod. He got to work on her drink as he glanced up at her, “So are you out alone tonight then?”

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Russian Lessons || Daisy & Dimitri

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darlingdaisyyy:

Looking over her shoulder at him she could pretty much see the fear in his eyes. Sighing she hooked her arm with his. “No one is rushing you - it’s clearly a big mountain to climb, but as long as you start taking steps, you’ll get there. Just promise to keep walking. Anya though, that’s the girl?” she asked with a raised brow. “I wear dressed and skirts whenever I feel. I could get dolled up to get coffee if I wanted.” Nodding she walked along. “I look forward to see you try and accomplish that.” 

Dimitri hadn’t realised that he’d said Anya’s name out loud. He nodded, “Uh, yeah, that’s her name.” He followed alongside her. Keep walking, he could do that couldn’t he? He’d gotten through a lot worse. Dimitri laughed, “You do you, Daisy, and don’t let anybody tell you otherwise,” he told her. “Oh yeah? Well you had better be careful what you wish for. I hope you don’t have anything too important on tomorrow.”

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Russian Lessons || Daisy & Dimitri

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darlingdaisyyy:

“I would.” She said confidently with a small smirk on her face. “I mean if you really wanna get over someone, might as well get on them.” She laughed a little to herself as she stood and started to head out. “Hm? Under the table? I mean.. should I be thanking my lucky stars I wore a skirt?” Daisy was sure that wasn’t what he meant, but it was set up too perfectly to let it bounce off her feathers. “If you can manage to give me a hangover.. well.. I’ll be impressed.” 

Dimitri’s lips quirked as he followed her away from their study nook. “Time to get over Anya,” he declared, his throat bobbing slightly as he swallowed. Now that was a scary thought. “I was wondering if that’s the usual study attire in America.” He shook his head, letting another chuckle loose. He rubbed his hands before him. “Well I look forward to giving it my best shot.”

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Russian Lessons || Daisy & Dimitri

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darlingdaisyyy:

“I.. don’t think I’ve heard that one before.” She started with a small nod. “But, You have a point.” Rolling her eyes she smirked towards him. “Just makes me all that much curious about what else you’re good at, Dimitri.” Daisy couldn’t help her self sometimes with her flirting. “Yeah? Well if you ever need an ear to vent too. I’m your girl, I don’t mind listening and trying to piece things together in the best way.” Laughing she nodded. “Santiago’s it is, because I want a margarita.” 

Dimitri barked a laugh, “Oh well, wouldn’t you like to know?” He knew he needed this banter with the touch of normalcy that came with it. He hadn’t realised how much he’d missed it for a long time now. “Margaritas it is!” he affirmed, “And I'll give you a good Russian lesson in being drunk under the table. Ready for your second ever hangover?” he asked.

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The Treasure Chest from Budapest || Shenzi & Dimitri

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shrewdshenzi:

“Of course you would say that. No man would admit that he is scared.” It surprised Shenzi that he moved closer but did she show fear of her own? Of course not. Why would she be when it was really the person standing in front of her that should be scared? “I’m Shenzi and once again, I am not following you. And you, Dimitri, should learn to be more observant.”, she told him as her eyes darted to his jacket. “Your actions really don’t match your words.”

“Well if you’re such the analyst, then why’d you bother saying it?” He replied, squaring his shoulders. “No, of course you’re not.” Dimitri fought back a roll of his eyes. He was a little caught a little off guard at the mention of his name, he squinted a little at the female his brain racing over her name. Shenzi. It rang a bell, but only faintly. She worked at that other bar down the road, the one he had past not too long ago. So perhaps not out for a run after all. Dimitri cocked his head to the side, sliding a smile onto his lips. “I don’t think your telling the whole truth here, call it the instinct of survival.”

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Russian Lessons || Daisy & Dimitri

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darlingdaisyyy:

“Well, that’s a wonderful thing to have in this world. The truth gets shoved down your throat sometimes rather you like it or not.” She shrugged softly looking towards him. “Oh, so I’m a promising student huh?” Smirking she nodded softly. “I’ll be sure to do my studies and impress you next session we have. I’ll also not stick my beak were it doesn’t belong. Though, you have to admit - you feel a little better getting some of it off your chest, huh?” Packing up her things she stood. “There’s taco trucks, Santiago’s , Tres Bon.. “ 

“What's that they say about only three things not being able to be kept secret? The sun, the moon and the truth?" Dimitri smirked, “It’s only because you have such a good teacher,” Dimitri replied. “You know what? I do feel a little better,” he admitted, “I should vent more often,” he finished with a chuckle. “Your just saying words at me right now, you pick. I’m the least fussiest eater I know.”

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francisfvckcff:

Francis hardly understood a damn word the man was saying but he was unequivocally interested in every word that came from that mouth because it was giving him booze despite knowing entirely too much. “Well I didn’t make it, but I guess it was too cheap to be quality, huh?” He leaned in on his stool. “Where do you propose I fix it?”

Dimitri shrugged, “Probably.” He eyed the boy across the counter. He didn’t look like the sort to snitch, quite the opposite really. He was probably the legal age to drink in Russia anyway. Dimitri glanced about them to find that nobody was paying attention to them, “I know a guy, spotless work.”

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“So..”

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areyouserious-chel:

“i know my stupid love life might not be as bad as your week but it doesn’t mean its not shitty.” Chel said as she ran a hand threw her hair, “Missed my chance to be with a great guy all because I was too wrapped up in the playing hard to get game. meanwhile this Anya girl has him wrapped around her little finger,” she muttered more to herself than to him.

Well what were the chances? “Okay. Seems like i’ve been mistaken. I think we’ve both had the same shitty week. Cheers!” he mock toasted before having another swig from his glass. “What’s the deal with that Tulio guy anyway?” he asked, not actually sure he wanted to know.

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tulio-dorante:

Tulio was in a good mood, so he reacted before thinking things through, taking the other man’s hand and starting to shake it when he realized what he’s said. “Oh.” Tulio let out, pulling his hand sways. “Well, thank god she’s not coming then. Wouldn’t want her to have to deal with you again.”

So perhaps he’d been a little too optimistic in hoping that Tulio wouldn’t know who he was... what he’d done to Anya. “Ah...” he trailed, his hand dropping to the bar, “Unfortunately that’s already come to pass. Actually, also why she’s probably not here?”

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imjoaquinhere:

“Thanks.” He thanked the man out of habit before taking a sip of his drink. “I’m hearing… Eastern European?” He frowned slightly in thought, listening over the din of the bar. “What brought you to LA?”

“You guessed it,” Dimitri countered, inclining his head. “Crappy air quality and the multiple peak hours apparently,” he said with a sigh.

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redarendelle:

Her eyes widened at his words. “Oh, that’s a rookie mistake! Unless you’re prepared for that kind of busy and all the tourists, it’s never a good idea to go.”

Dimitri nodded, “Well I sure know that now. It’ll take some getting used to, I’ve also realised that I’m going to need a car, but then I hear traffic’s shit.”

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Russian Lessons || Daisy & Dimitri

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darlingdaisyyy:

Daisy nodded. “You will. Maybe not completely, but enough to pull yourself from this little hole. Promise.” She stated with a warm smile towards him. Biting her lip she nodded. “Better to be honest with you, than to sugar coat it and have the realization hit you harder than just some girl in a library, right?”” She asked with a small shrug towards him. Nodding she giggled. “So there’s gonna be next time? I promise to stay focused. Until than though, why don’t we take a break and get something to eat?” 

He nodded, “I can take the truth, it’s something I’ve learned to deal with over the years,” Dimitri replied matter of factly. Dimitri smiled, “Well sure, I never give up on promising students. You’ve learnt some useful basics today, just go over them before next week and we’ll both attempt to remain on task.” At her suggestion to grab food, Dimitri found himself nodding, he had to admit he was starving. “Amen to that. Where’s good around here?”

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Russian Lessons || Daisy & Dimitri

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darlingdaisyyy:

Daisy shook her head. Reaching over to lightly set a hand over his forearm. “It’s never pathetic  to have feelings.” Sure, she was speaking on assumptions given Daisy had never fallen for someone as hard as he had seemed to fall. “How you feel is valid, and important. But so are you, and you’re loosing sight of yourself chasing after something that sounds.. well over.” She admitted softly biting into her bottom lip. “Sorry if that’s harsh.” Pulling back she nodded. “I know that feelings. Someday our wild hearts can settle somewhere.” Looking down towards the book she laughed shaking her head. “I’ve been known for being a distractions, don’t worry about it.” 

Dimitri watched her small hand on his forearm for a moment. He supposed it was one thing to have feelings, it was another to realise them to late. Both were terrifying. “I know,” he sighed, “I’ll get over it, I know I will." He shook his head, “Not at all, you’re just being realistic. That’s actually something I can understand.” His laugh echoed Daisy’s. “I promise that next time i’ll be in a better head space, I will also be better immune to your distractions,” he said with what he hoped was a convincing nod.

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The Treasure Chest from Budapest || Shenzi & Dimitri

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shrewdshenzi:

“Well, that explains the sense of fear that I’m getting from you.” Shenzi kept her eyes on him and as every second passed, she was getting a better feel of what the man in front of her was like. He had his guard up which she thought was smart. “Word of advice: try not to make your fear so obvious.”

Dimitri crossed his arms, his eyes narrowed. He shrugged, “You sensed wrong.” Dimitri took a couple of steps towards the woman but not close enough that they were within arms reach of each other. “Who are you and why were you following me?” he asked, he could feel the hilt of his small pocket knife within his jacket. He hoped that he wouldn’t need to use it.