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Post by Nikolai Arlovskaya on Apr 25, 2012 6:59:17 GMT -5
Nikolai walked outside feeling like having some time alone. Inside he would have worthless idiots all around him and he simply didn't like it. He walked around for a bit, until he found a wooden bench, on which he then sat, after cleaning it, of course. 'Ah...this is much more peaceful than inside...I just hope that this place doesn't have germs...' He thought.
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Post by Anya Braginskaya on Apr 25, 2012 15:43:39 GMT -5
Anya was still getting used to this place she supposed she was to call home for the next ... however long. She hadn't yet decided if it was bad or if it was good, but it was most definitely overwhelming. The hustle and bustle of the indoors was a bit too much to take for her sleep deprived brain. With her attention solely on the remote possibility of a switch in her personalities, it was difficult for her to really connect with anyone here so soon anyway.
Outside seemed like a much calmer, much easier place to go. Pleased that she was indeed allowed out on the grounds, Anya slipped out into the fresh air, breathing in the scent of it, reveling in it. It was a relief to be out of the Lysol aroma of the indoors. Ever preoccupied with her present problem, she set off from the doors at a leisurely pace. When had Roshika last presented herself anyway? The idea that her 'other' self could appear at will and force her into darkness was scary enough ... but the notion that there could be others besides the violent girl inside of her? That wasn't something she wanted to consider.
She walked, head bowed, mind deep in thought as she neared her brother. Unknowingly she made to pass by the other, so consumed with her worries that she hardly noticed any other living soul outside.
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Post by Nikolai Arlovskaya on Apr 26, 2012 3:48:14 GMT -5
He blinked, had his sister just passed by? He looked to direction she was going on and spotted her. "Sister? SISTER! SISTER! SISTER!" He called, suddenly feeling more excited But since he saw she was deep in thought and she probably wasn't hearing him, he got up from the bench and ran to her, hugging her from behind. "SISTER! SISTER! I MISSED YOU SOOOOO MUCH!"
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Post by Anya Braginskaya on Apr 26, 2012 10:45:09 GMT -5
Nikolai's voice was lost on her initially. Control. That's what she wanted to learn. Control over this other side of her. If she could control when that darker side came out, she perhaps wouldn't have those periods of blacked out memory. Perhaps even she could stay in control all the time! Truly that would be splendid.
Now ... she just had to figure out how to develop said contr- Her thoughts immediately went blank as she stiffened, caught completely off guard by the arms around her. Her initial thought was to hit the assailant and run. Elbow poised to deliver a blow, she paused, hearing her younger brother's voice. She didn't know whether to be relieved or worried. It wasn't an unknown assailant no but ... her brother wasn't much better of an alternative.
Still staying stiff within his arms she tried to work herself out of the hold. "N-nikolai ..." She managed to get out. "I didn't ... I didn't see you there."
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Post by Nikolai Arlovskaya on Apr 26, 2012 13:17:21 GMT -5
"Yes! I was trying to call you, but you didn't hear me, so I just came here and hugged you!" He laughed. "I MISSED YOU SOOOOOO MUCH! MUCH! MUCH! This stupid bastards won't let males into the female ward! Thank god you came here!" He nuzzled her neck. "I COULDN'T BE AROUND THOSE WORTHLESS BRATS ANYMORE! I needed to see someone clean! Someone perfect like you!!!" And with that, he lost his self control.
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Post by Anya Braginskaya on Apr 26, 2012 15:07:05 GMT -5
Nikolai's damn near obsession with her wasn't new. Anya had always chalked it up to her younger brother just being very close to her. To loving his sister a lot though it occured to her that Nikolai hardly regarded their older brother in that respect, nor did their older brother treat her as Nikolai did. Still, taxing as his affections were it wasn't always easy to shoot him down. He was her baby brother after all.
However, right now the tight hold that he had on her, with him refusing to let her go made her exceedingly uncomfortable. "Nikolai, let me go." She said firmly, wanting to get out of the hold so at the very least they could speak rationally. As irksome as he could be, it was nice to have a familiar face in this ordeal, though she'd be lying if she said she wouldn't have taken more comfort from her older brother instead.
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Post by Nikolai Arlovskaya on Apr 27, 2012 14:56:39 GMT -5
"E-EH?" He looked up with wide eyes. "You don't like to have me around?!" He let go. "But...But...WE'RE MEANT FOR EACH OTHER! Y-You should like me as much as I like you!" He held his head between his hands. "W-WHY?! YOU SHOULD MARRY ME! MARRY ME!" He yelled, desperate tears rolling down his cheeks. "Y-You can't hate me, or do you really hate me that much that you won't let me touch you?! WHY?!"
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Post by Anya Braginskaya on Apr 27, 2012 19:13:17 GMT -5
The moment Nikolai began his outburst, Anya closed her eyes, praying for patience. "Nyet. Brother ..." She said, trying to calm him. She watched the tears roll down his cheeks and shook her head. She wanted to calm him but he had to understand. "I don't hate you." The elder sister said calmly as she reached out to gently touch his cheek. The love-hate relationship she had with her brother was near overwhelming to her. She cared for him and she did love him. He was her own flesh and blood.
But his obsession with her ... his passionate desire to marry her and make her his own most certainly worried her at best and scared her at the worst of times. "Brother." She said again, wiping the tears from his cheeks. "I love you. I do." She assured him, hesitating on another refusal at marriage. She needed him calm first.
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Post by Nikolai Arlovskaya on Apr 28, 2012 6:21:00 GMT -5
Nikolai stopped shouting as soon as he heard those 3 words coming out of her mouth, but the tears kept flowing. He hugged her tightly, this time trying to not make her uncomfortable. "I....I love you so much sister!" He cried on her shoulder. She was the only one he would show his weak side, she was the only one he trusted enough to let that happen. To him no one was worth his friendship, care or love other than his older sister.
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Post by Anya Braginskaya on Apr 28, 2012 11:50:05 GMT -5
Her brother's emotional side, Anya could handle. She slipped her arms around him in return and ran one hand over her back. Even if his obsession scared the daylights out of her most times, she couldn't very well turn her back on her baby brother, right? "Don't cry, it's alright." She said soothingly. "I love you." She assured him. "You're my little brother. I will always love you." She said. Telling him marriage was impossible and that she wasn't going to marry him just wasn't needed at a time like this. Wearisome as his outbursts were ... Anywa was almost grateful for them. It was something close to what her normal life outside of this place was like.
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Post by Nikolai Arlovskaya on Apr 28, 2012 18:01:16 GMT -5
'I'm pathetic' He thought, finally starting to calm down as his sister assured that she loved him. Everyone had an emotional side, and Nikolai's only came out around people whom he had feelings for who would hurt him. He was sure that he was in love with his sister. He also knew that she didn't love him back, but his obsession with her only made him want to stay more by her side, to the point of actually forcing her onto him. He sighed and wiped his tears with the sleeve of his jacket. "I'm sorry..."He whispered.
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Post by Anya Braginskaya on Apr 28, 2012 20:11:19 GMT -5
Anya reached out with patient fingers and wiped the last of his tears away. She did love her brother - she loved them both - but with Nikolai she was doubly careful to ensure every action she had couldn't be misconstrued as an invitation or anything sexual at all.
Gently, she placed a kiss to his forehead. "It's alright. Let's walk, da?" She asked and tugged him along with her so that they could both walk and perhaps get a little exercise.
"At least we're both here and not alone." She offered, though, she thought darkly, she was never alone, not really.
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Post by Nikolai Arlovskaya on Apr 29, 2012 6:53:02 GMT -5
He nodded. "Yeah, it would be horrible to be all alone in this place surrounded by idiots who I don't even know" Nikolai sighed. "But I hate the doctors and the nurses, they act all nice and all, but that's probably only a mask, only to make us believe that we're on a good place. If this was a good place they would at least make edible."
He looked into the distance, in this place, it was pretty nice outside. Nothing compared with the inside. "Ah, well, this is Pretty nice outside, isn't it?"
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Post by Anya Braginskaya on Apr 29, 2012 14:57:18 GMT -5
Anya shrugged. She didn't have much in the way of comfort to offer when regarding their new 'home'. She didn't like it all that much. Her doctor was patient and kind, but she didn't like the way they treated her like a ticking time bomb. Was her other self really that violent? Part of her wished she knew.
"It is nice outside. Far nicer than it is inside. Inside is too ... clean. Too cramped. Too many people." The blond wrinkled her nose in disgust as she looped her arm through her little brother's, steering him along outside. Now that he was calm she was perfectly comfortable with him. "If only we didn't have to go back in." She said, fixing the doors with a rare dark stare that promised any manner of unpleasant things to anyone trying to force her way.
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Post by Nikolai Arlovskaya on Apr 30, 2012 5:02:27 GMT -5
"Yes, it's much better outside, inside there's always that feeling of discomfort." He sighed. "And there's always those extremely happy patients. They annoy me sometimes." He shrugged "I just hope they'll realize us soon." He looked at her, a serious look on his face. "We were perfectly fine outside this place, weren't we? Being away from people we care for, is only making us worse." He didn't actually think that there was something wrong with him, but he knew that he used to loose control very often, but only that, not anything more, rigtht?
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