#vodka-and-crowbars

[little-british-angel-blog]

themysteriousarchangel started following you

sweetandstickymaple started following you

vodka-and-crowbars started following you

notthyself started following you

paint-with-the-colors-of-hue started following you

ask-demon-angel-taiwan-vietnam started following you

dea-della-felicita started following you

Ack! So many visitors! /pats down his toga front/ How-how can I help you? 

[starke-deutsche-blog]

Willkommen:

vodka-and-crowbars

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"Dammit... it's Monday." The German mumbled to himself. He didn't really want to go to work today but he had to. Letting out a sigh, he lowered his hand. It was then he noticed he had visitors. "Oh, s-sorry. I didn't see you there. Is there something you need?"

[the-sultan-is-back]

Clouds of the North || Ottoman & Russia

Russia had called him up not long ago and invited him to his place...he may be walking into a spider web by going to see him but he will take the risk because there are some things he wants to say to him. 

When he gets off the plane he notices it isn't too cold here around this time of year, it is rainy though and he hurries inside of the airport to meet the Rus who was suppose to meet him here. 

[asunfloweriswarmestinthecold]

@vodka-and-crowbars

Ivan was sitting peacefully on the bench in the park. He smiled at all the different flowers that were growing. He tightened his scarf around his neck. He closed his eyes as he felt the soft breeze kiss his cheeks gently.

[the-sultan-is-back]

Ivan deflected the slashes with his pipe, taking steps back. He wasn't aware of the wall behind him. He kicked at the Turk's knee, anger fueling his moves.

Sadik backs off and watches him with much amusement in his hidden eyes.

Ottoman reaches up and pulls the black cloth from his lips so he can reveal his wicked grin. "What is wrong Russia? Ya dun like tha thought of yer big sister steppin' out of line? Or is it just me? Ya can't take tha thought of yer sister enjoying my company? Well lemme tell ya, she really enjoys my company if ya know what I mean."

[the-sultan-is-back]

Ivan didn't waste anytime at all. He swung the pipe, delivering a hard blow to the Turk's head. He took a step back, anticipating a hit from the man.

Ottoman was provoking the attack and he isn't so slow and stupid that he wouldn't be expecting one so when he blow comes at his head he raises an arm to deflect it but a steel pipe to the arm is still painful and he feels the impact go straight through his bones. Sadik moves his robe aside and pulls his scimitar from his sash and slashes it at him.

[the-sultan-is-back]

The Russia growled and glared at the Turk. He swung his pipe around, prepared to hit the man in the head a few times. "I will kill you if you touch her..."

No doubt there was reason for his suspicion so he is prepared when the Russian turns aggressive. Ottoman rises to his feet and stares the man down, his piercing glare hidden behind his mask. "I will not submit to yer intimidation tactics, if ya mean to use that pipe than I suggest ya do it or stop wasting my time, big man."

[the-sultan-is-back]

"I want you to stay away from my sister."

Ottoman scoffs, "and ya think yer in a position to order me around?" Sadik anticipated this sort of conversation with Russia. "Or yer sister for that matter? Last I checked she was an independent nation who could decide who she spends her time with...and her nights with," he adds smoothly just to add fuel to the fire.