#dmitri | interactions

[myhearthealing]

closed starter for @mikethompson​

Dmitri knew this island was making him lose his edge. What happened to the stealing, the shoplifting, the not giving a crap about what anyone thought about him? He knew the answer to all that; everything was tied to his powers, and he was afraid to use them. So what was even something he could do for fun that didn’t involve lying and stealing? Dmitri didn’t know, and he was bored and hungry. The only thing waiting for him at home was hot dogs, which he was sick of. At this point it was better to not eat than to eat a microwaved hot dog. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him, but Dmitri suddenly smelled something amazing. Pizza. His nose carried him over to the source: some old guy eating a big slice on a bench. He’d never seen the guy before and figured fuck it. “Hey man, you gonna eat that?” Dmitri asked him as the guy had raised it to his mouth.

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closed starter for @absentialucis​

Dmitri did not usually make it a habit to actually break and enter. For one thing, most people didn’t like it very much. For another, after the traumatic time he was discovered and arrested, he overall tried to avoid it if he could. Walking down the street, he spotted out of the corner of his eye a small house with the door just...wide open? He didn’t see any bright lights in the house. It was almost too perfect, and it seemed he was moving in autopilot, turning on his powers and slipping in the house. The living room was almost empty, but he heard music coming from the kitchen--some good music, he might’ve added--and soon he was dancing along. When the homeowner came through to the living room and spotted him, Dmitri didn’t know who was more surprised; him or her. She could obviously see him, so he must have turned off his power. Wow, was he starting to suck at it. “Uhh...” he tried to make an excuse off the top of his head, but couldn’t think of one. “Okay yeah, I broke in. Don’t worry, I don’t have anything of yours. So....have a good evening?” Dmitri started shuffling towards the door.

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closed starter for @obscuritas-est-lux​

After an hour or so, Dmitri was having fun. After drinking several stolen drinks, turning it out alone on the dance floor, and stuffing his pockets with snacks, he was feeling overly-confident, which was a bit dangerous. He spotted her on the edge of the dance floor, a drink in her hand, swaying to the music. Dmitri had no idea who she was--but then again, he didn’t know most people here. He just knew she was incredibly hot, goddamn. He sidled up next to her, a bit aware now of how sweaty he was getting from the thickness of the mask, and gave it his best shot. “Excuse me, but I noticed you from a mile away. Is your boyfriend around?”

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open starter @icariastarters​

Dmitri didn’t usually pay attention to a lot of things, but it was hard to miss when Christmastime was around. He loved the Christmas feeling, and this year he was going to make an effort, he’d decided for no real reason. Starting with a tree. Now, Dmitri didn’t have the money for one per se, but he did have money for a black ski mask to hide his features, and a small axe. He waited until nightfall, then made his way over to the park. Finding the perfect tree, in his opinion, he set to work chopping it down, realizing quickly that this was a lot harder than he initially thought. After about a half hour and about a quarter of the way through the tree, his misdirection charm had worn off without his noticing. Hearing a voice behind him, he jumped out of his skin. “Don’t do that!” Then, realizing they’d caught him, he added, “Uhhh. It isn’t what it looks like.”

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closed starter for @halfdivines​

No, Dmitri didn’t have a job yet. Yes, he’d been stuck here for two months now. His sister was no help; she had money for the rent and wasn’t giving him any extra. And...he wasn’t having luck the places he’d looked. It was time for drastic measures. Setting out to the park, where people were less likely to keep too much of an eye on their wallets, he spotted a dark haired chick playing with...her son? Perfect. Manipulating the space around him like he always did so that they wouldn’t see him, Dmitri sidled up to them, and reached for her purse.

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closed starter for @fieryofaleks​

Dmitri had not even landed in Icaria for two minutes before he started walking around town, asking for the address of one specific person. The only reason he’d flew into this muggy-ass island in the first place. His little sister had some fucking explaining to do. Finally getting a tip from a directory a stranger gave him, he walked the mile to her building, marched up the stairs of her apartment, hopefully found her door, and knocked loudly. He didn’t hear anything for a bit, but after a bit heard some shuffling inside and finally, the opening of the door, lock chain still attached. “Are you Aleksandra Petrov?” He asked the girl.