Deathless

An Indie Koschei-Russia AU blog That’s how you get deathless, volchitsa. Walk the same tale over and over, until you wear a groove in the world, until even if you vanished, the tale would keep turning, keep playing, like a phonograph, and you’d have to get up again, even with a bullet through your eye, to play your part and say your lines.

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*she doesn’t even care that she’s in her night gown and outside in the gardens she had to get out of her damned castle. It feels more and more like a prison by the day and she’s on the edge of breaking down.*

[theimmortaltzar]

Just because you are used to chill doesn’t mean you should invite in into your lungs. 

*Sighs and shrugs off his coat, draping it over her shoulders. He’s not even going to question how uncomfortable bare thighs are in the snow, crouching down and giving her leg a pat.* I think it’s time to turn in.

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*she jumps at the voice, blushing a little as the coat is draped over her* I don’t even notice it, I’m really okay. *She sighed and looked away, wiggling her toes in the snow under her* I don’t want to go back Ivan, I want to be here, where I can at least pretend I don’t have work tomorrow. 

[theimmortaltzar]

Well if you don’t notice it you might be frozen already. *Nods quietly, sitting on the ground beside her and keeping his hand in place.* Just because you aren’t there doesn’t mean the work won’t be. besides, they will worry about you before dawn and come looking.

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*she chuckles* I practically am, or at least my doctors say so. *she sighs and looks down at her lap* They don’t start looking till noon when I’m supposed to hold court actually. Not that anyone ever comes to court. It’s just me pilled under loads of paper work no one ever actually reads. I mean I passed a law last year that said that everyone has to wear white on rest days and no one noticed until I said anything. 

[theimmortaltzar]

Then your people don’t think of you as a ruler, they do not respect you. and that needs to change. *Makes a mental note to avoid rest days then so he doesnt look like a walking snowman,*

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*shakes her head* Of course they don’t, I was never meant to be queen. If Gilbert had stuck to the plan, he would be king and Ludwig would marry me off to someone. *chuckles darkly* But no, he had to run off and leave me here with no idea of what the hell I’m doing. 

[theimmortaltzar]

They do not have to know that. The illusion of power works just as well as the real thing, you know enough now you just need to convince everyone else to fear you. *Pats her after a moment, not sure how you cheer people up,* besides, kingdoms can not be harder then narriage. At least one people have a certian level of independence.

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*she doesn’t even care that she’s in her night gown and outside in the gardens she had to get out of her damned castle. It feels more and more like a prison by the day and she’s on the edge of breaking down.*

[theimmortaltzar]

Just because you are used to chill doesn’t mean you should invite in into your lungs. 

*Sighs and shrugs off his coat, draping it over her shoulders. He’s not even going to question how uncomfortable bare thighs are in the snow, crouching down and giving her leg a pat.* I think it’s time to turn in.

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*she jumps at the voice, blushing a little as the coat is draped over her* I don’t even notice it, I’m really okay. *She sighed and looked away, wiggling her toes in the snow under her* I don’t want to go back Ivan, I want to be here, where I can at least pretend I don’t have work tomorrow. 

[theimmortaltzar]

Well if you don’t notice it you might be frozen already. *Nods quietly, sitting on the ground beside her and keeping his hand in place.* Just because you aren’t there doesn’t mean the work won’t be. besides, they will worry about you before dawn and come looking.

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*she chuckles* I practically am, or at least my doctors say so. *she sighs and looks down at her lap* They don’t start looking till noon when I’m supposed to hold court actually. Not that anyone ever comes to court. It’s just me pilled under loads of paper work no one ever actually reads. I mean I passed a law last year that said that everyone has to wear white on rest days and no one noticed until I said anything. 

[theimmortaltzar]

Then your people don't think of you as a ruler, they do not respect you. and that needs to change. *Makes a mental note to avoid rest days then so he doesnt look like a walking snowman,*

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*she doesn’t even care that she’s in her night gown and outside in the gardens she had to get out of her damned castle. It feels more and more like a prison by the day and she’s on the edge of breaking down.*

[theimmortaltzar]

Just because you are used to chill doesn’t mean you should invite in into your lungs. 

*Sighs and shrugs off his coat, draping it over her shoulders. He’s not even going to question how uncomfortable bare thighs are in the snow, crouching down and giving her leg a pat.* I think it’s time to turn in.

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*she jumps at the voice, blushing a little as the coat is draped over her* I don’t even notice it, I’m really okay. *She sighed and looked away, wiggling her toes in the snow under her* I don’t want to go back Ivan, I want to be here, where I can at least pretend I don’t have work tomorrow. 

[theimmortaltzar]

Well if you don't notice it you might be frozen already. *Nods quietly, sitting on the ground beside her and keeping his hand in place.* Just because you aren't there doesn't mean the work won't be. besides, they will worry about you before dawn and come looking.

[through-snowstorms-and-riverbed]

 "Your ears must be failing you, old bear; I never said you were dead." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "For all you know, I could have meant that you fuck corpses. But I didn't mean that either, so don't leap to conclusions or try to be clever with me. You aren't smart enough for that." She was like a pitbull; once latched onto something, she'd never let it go until she ripped it apart. Francois shook his head at the futility of it all: "Natalya, could we just once not do this...?" The look she gave him shut him up instantly.

[theimmortaltzar]

He grinned, watching her arms cross before calmly mimicking her gesture, "I assure you I can find far better places to put my penis then in a corpse," 

"Do you normally try to impede everyone's conversations?" Glancing over at Francis he gave him a little pout. This was entertaining, he didn't have to try to end it so soon, "So, Lapushka, what entirely are you trying to imply?" 

[queenofthewhitesnows-blog]

*she doesn’t even care that she’s in her night gown and outside in the gardens she had to get out of her damned castle. It feels more and more like a prison by the day and she’s on the edge of breaking down.*

[theimmortaltzar]

Just because you are used to chill doesn't mean you should invite in into your lungs. 

*Sighs and shrugs off his coat, draping it over her shoulders. He's not even going to question how uncomfortable bare thighs are in the snow, crouching down and giving her leg a pat.* I think it's time to turn in.

[betasbooksandbowties-blog]

theimmortaltzar has come to visit

[betasbooksandbowties-blog]

Well, no one’s taller than the trees.But when it comes between both of us,you’re the tall one here.

[theimmortaltzar]

That depends how old the tree is.

Do you not have tall people? Normally height is not something strangers first comment on.

[betasbooksandbowties-blog]

We have tall people everywhere! I just..still shocked and amazed to see those who are much taller than my simple 5’7 height.

[theimmortaltzar]

 Tallness is not always a good thing.

For one thing you are a smaller target.

[theimmortaltzar]

Koschei Bessmertny. You can choose whichever name you like, I’ve collected several. *That, and following his name with the Deathless each time border on narcissistic.* 

And it is the parents fault if their children are untrained. *Finally glances up and holds up the toy car,* I can take this? 

[thelargelookingomega-deactivate]

Oh, well I’ll call you Koschei, then. I’m Ivan Alexei Bespalova, I just prefer to be called Ivan. 

[He glance down at the toy and raised a brow before nodding] Sure, the children have far too many anyways.

[theimmortaltzar]

 Hm, Bespalov? You have an interesting family history then.

*Cracks a smile and pockets the toy, at least something good is happening today.* Do they regularly abandon you to clean up after them? I'm beginning to think maybe it's their parents that need a spanking. 

[thelargelookingomega-deactivate]

[Sigh]

I must teach those children to clean up after themselves…

[picks up the toys around the classroom]

[theimmortaltzar]

Well, there are ways to ensure that.

But they do not tend to make happy children.

*He’d offer to help clean, but he’s currently engrossed in using his leg as a racetrack for a hot-wheel that was left on the floor.*

[thelargelookingomega-deactivate]

Well then that would be a problem, I have make sure these children are happy or I would be out of my job..Ah— Who are you anyways?

[theimmortaltzar]

Koschei Bessmertny. You can choose whichever name you like, I've collected several. *That, and following his name with the Deathless each time border on narcissistic.* 

And it is the parents fault if their children are untrained. *Finally glances up and holds up the toy car,* I can take this? 

[through-snowstorms-and-riverbed]

theimmortaltzar and burattinomascheratomaestro Meet Natalya and Francois

"…… You both reek of Dark Magick, and Death. Don’t deny it, I can see your auras too."

"Don’t be so hostile, Natalya. They haven’t told us what they want just yet. It could be an innocent visit… Bonjour. I am Dr. Francois Bonnefoy. This is Natalya Arlovskaya. How can we help?"

[theimmortaltzar]

 He simply shrugged in answer. Pretty and venomous, his luck must be bad today, "I'm not dead yet, little wolf, your nose is broken,"

 "And it is, I've been told visiting is polite. And I wouldn't ask for help now, I'd need to line your pockets then. That's a poor way to meet people."

[thelargelookingomega-deactivate]

[Sigh]

I must teach those children to clean up after themselves…

[picks up the toys around the classroom]

[theimmortaltzar]

Well, there are ways to ensure that.

But they do not tend to make happy children.

*He'd offer to help clean, but he's currently engrossed in using his leg as a racetrack for a hot-wheel that was left on the floor.*

[theimmortaltzar]

ropesandrestraints started following you

Well, you're a strange creature. 

Does your hair normally look like it has an erection? 

[theimmortaltzar]

vechnoy-zhizni started following you

If you are another trick, you will not make it back to your general, shadow.

[theimmortaltzar]

magyarvadasza started following you

And what have I done to get such a lovely visitor today?

[theimmortaltzar]

coveredinomegas started following you

*Raises an eye at the fluff, studying his hair.* Do you normally look like a dog?

[betasbooksandbowties-blog]

theimmortaltzar has come to visit

Wow..-looks up at the taller man- you’re…really tall…

[theimmortaltzar]

 *Cracks a small smile,* I’m sure the trees would argue with you over that.

[betasbooksandbowties-blog]

Well, no one’s taller than the trees.But when it comes between both of us,you’re the tall one here.

[theimmortaltzar]

That depends how old the tree is.

Do you not have tall people? Normally height is not something strangers first comment on.

[betasbooksandbowties-blog]

theimmortaltzar has come to visit

Wow..-looks up at the taller man- you’re…really tall…

[theimmortaltzar]

 *Cracks a small smile,* I'm sure the trees would argue with you over that.

[theimmortaltzar]

Well, humans were utterly mundane.

He narrowed his eyes at the crowd of strangers, chin tucked in and shoulders shrugged for warmth. Which was much easier when you were covered in a thick pile down and plumes, and yawned at what snippets of conversation he could make out. Their were finches that chirped less then people, and chirped more important things. Koschei shifted from claw to claw, balanced precariously on the edge of a branch as a heavy grey owl eyeing the thinning streets and dived street-side, bouncing up with the click of talon turning to boot before he kept walking, and trailing after the nearest stranger with aimless curiosity.