#dostoevskyeyes

[satisdaticn-blog]

▼ ║ (CONTACT : ILLYA)       ➥ @dostoevskyeyes

    ‘ So, uh --- hypothetically, Illya, how many      men do you think I could take at one time? ’

[oflegendisms-archive-blog]

@dostoevskyeyes

     “You are telling me zere is a plot against my life? Zat my own family, my uncle vishes my death?” Until now it had been difficult for the Princess to believe that her uncle-- even given his history-- could have truly spearheaded her parent’s deaths, but now? As it and her uncle having to THRUSH was presented to her, it made more sense than she wanted to admit. 

     Even if the British monarchy was offering her some level of protection to this princess-without-a-country, she knew just as well as anyone else this status could make her an easy target, especially if she traveled outside the United Kingdom’s borders where her protection met its’ limits. If she died, any hope for stopping her uncle’s tyranny would be lost.

[archaeolxgical]

@dostoevskyeyes

“I take it this is not the first time you’ve been stuck in a lift?” Petra questioned curiously. The man seemed calm-- a bit too calm for the situation. Granted, Petra was already showing signs of unease even if she was trying to hide them. “Sprichst du deutsch? English?” If they had to be stuck together in a hot elevator in the middle of South Africa, might as well make conversation. 

[satisdaticn-blog]

#it's his real best friend

[reginaxumbrae]

@dostoevskyeyes

     “This isn’t what it looks like.” Elena begins, slowly standing herself up from the body she had been leaning over. Alright, it was partly what it looked like. She had, technically killed the man, except the issue was, he wasn’t a man at all. 

“Let me explain..” But before Elena could continue, the body seemed to reanimate, fangs barred. But instead of attack her, or him, he almost seemed to scale the  wall and disappear over the roof. Yeah, this was going to be hard to explain.

[zharkovheir]

THE ZHARKOV AFFAIR; (roleplay storyline: @unclesolo / @zharkovheir / @dostoevskyeyes )

After a THRUSH assassination attempt nearly kills the acting C.E.O. of Zharkov Industries-- a company who plans to dissipate it’s weapons and defense contracts-- U.N.C.L.E. sends Solo and Kuryakin to protect him and the Zharkov heiress from further attacks. But this task proves difficult when it becomes clear threats, and secrets, may come from both outside and within the company’s walls and the young heiress insists on going about her normal daily activities as usual. Will Napoleon and Illya be able to protect them or will forces from within succeed in taking over the Zharkov empire for THRUSH?

[zharkovheir]

@dostoevskyeyes @unclesolo

     Mithian stands near the window of the Zharkov Industries acting C.E.O.’s office, arms crossed as she looks at the shattered glass on the floor. “позвольте мне увидеть, если я понимаю, это правильно...” The twenty-one-year-old begins, gaze moving from her uncle, Anton Petrov’s, light hues to the Russian agent’s. Anton was the acting C.E.O. of Zharkov Industries-- to be Zharkov International-- yet most were well aware that Mithian’s views for the company were taken into account. She then lets her arms drop as she moves toward the other agent standing in the room. 

     “You are telling us that there is an International Organization who wishes to assassinate my Uncle and I so that our plans to dissipate our weapons contracts may fall apart?” In all reality, had the evidence of a prevented attack-- a sniper shot-- not been before her she would think it more akin to a movie. But there was no denying the truth now. She could ensure her own protection and that of her Uncle’s, she was sure, but now that this.. U.N.C.L.E. agency-- whoever they were-- was involved, things were going to grow more complicated.