Vladimir "Volodya" Grachyov Posted July 26, 2020 Share Posted July 26, 2020 @Morrigan Volodya scoffed and nodded. "Yeah...well, it's Joe." He said. "She's always fighting with someone." he replied, not wanting to tell this stranger too much, even if he was Joe's father. "So you came back for her? Where were you before? Why'd you leave?" Volodya asked. "It'd better be a good reason, I don't like seeing my friends like that....she's furious. Alot more than usual and I'd...just love to know why." Volodya said, emphasizing the last sentence. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joseph Sousa Posted July 26, 2020 Author Share Posted July 26, 2020 "I didn't leave," he advised. "I was taken," he explained. "I would never leave my Butterfly," he said to the man. "That's the only reason she's here, because of me. We were in Moscow on business," he said to him. "She's still all desert fire then?" he asked with a smile to himself. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised. She takes after me a lot," he said. Not that he gave her a lot of choice in that. He taught her from a young age how to survive. @AnOriginalAccountNam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vladimir "Volodya" Grachyov Posted July 26, 2020 Share Posted July 26, 2020 @Morrigan Volodya gave a small nod, mostly to himself in regard to the desert fire comment--best way to describe her. "She may be an angry woman...but I doubt she's like you." Volodya said then quickly changed the subject, wanting more from him. "What kind of business?" Volodya asked. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Joseph Sousa Posted July 26, 2020 Author Share Posted July 26, 2020 "If she hasn't told you then I ain't tellin' you pundejo." @AnOriginalAccountNam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vladimir "Volodya" Grachyov Posted July 26, 2020 Share Posted July 26, 2020 Volodya kept silent then nodded, standing up, out of the chair then poked his head out, finding Arseny where he hoped he was, still outside, listening in. He ordered the private back in to stand guard and then left to go find Joe, for more answers. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Josephine Sousa Posted July 26, 2020 Author Share Posted July 26, 2020 Joe was in her quarters staring at the tequila that Kaz had given her. She was still tempted to give it back to Kaz but right now downing it was preferred and something she missed from when her dad let her try. Her fucking dad. What the fuck? She rubbed her face as she stared at the tequila. Just as she got up, deciding it wasn't what she wanted she heard the knock. "Oh fuck off." @AnOriginalAccountNam (An FYI post for @Grimscythe) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vladimir "Volodya" Grachyov Posted July 26, 2020 Share Posted July 26, 2020 @Morrigan (OOC: This for Grim? Or to bring her up to speed for the Kaz/Taquilla idea your both working on for this? If it's meant for we can delete this next part) Volodya knocked once more. "No fucking off, Joe--We need to talk!" He said. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Josephine Sousa Posted July 26, 2020 Author Share Posted July 26, 2020 Joe stared at the tequila again before she hid it and opened the door to see Voldya. "What the fuck do you want?" @AnOriginalAccountNam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vladimir "Volodya" Grachyov Posted July 26, 2020 Share Posted July 26, 2020 @Morrigan "....How'd you come to Moscow?" Voloyda said after a few moments of silence. "He refuses to talk to me otherwise, said you came here on business, when I asked what kind of, he said if you hadn't told me before hand then he won't tell me now. So?....What were you doing before the war, Joe?" He asked. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Josephine Sousa Posted July 26, 2020 Author Share Posted July 26, 2020 "Oh no.... fuck this. Nope. Not talking about this," she said to him. @AnOriginalAccountNam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vladimir "Volodya" Grachyov Posted July 26, 2020 Share Posted July 26, 2020 @Morrigan "Why not, Joe?" He asked, quickly getting annoyed with this bullshit. "What happened? What's the worse that could happen from telling me something that happened decades ago?...Before the world ended?" He continued, trying everything to get a response. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Josephine Sousa Posted July 26, 2020 Author Share Posted July 26, 2020 "Voldya. I don't give a shit if they court marshall me. I'm not going to tell you what happened before. Its none of your damned business." @AnOriginalAccountNam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vladimir "Volodya" Grachyov Posted July 26, 2020 Share Posted July 26, 2020 @Morrigan Volodya let out an annoyed sigh, knowing it would be to hard to convince her. "Fine, Joe...." He muttered, thinking of what his next step would be. He'd get to the bottom of this. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Josephine Sousa Posted July 26, 2020 Author Share Posted July 26, 2020 “Yeah. Now fuck off,” she said trying to shop him off. @AnOriginalAccountNam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vladimir "Volodya" Grachyov Posted July 26, 2020 Share Posted July 26, 2020 (edited) @Morrigan @Grimscythe Volodya nodded with a sigh and left, trying to figure out his next course of action. Can't go back to the old man, nor Joe. Fucking stubborn ass Sousa's....now what? He began to make his way down the platform, back towards the old man. More so taking his time to think this out... As he went he had passed by the Polis hospital, it had been a brutal year. About a dozen Kshatriya were left more or less just...broken pieces of flesh after an ill fated mission to one of the deeper levels of the Great Library. Then there was five Rangers, all in various states of injury, some of the verge of death. He couldn't bring himself to look at them. Then in the front room was that 'vulture' as Joe had called him. Misha. He seemed like a bit of an ass but an ok guy overall, Volodya couldn't figure out the need for hating a 'vulture' such as him. He still had his face bandaged up from his little tussle with Joe a few days back, Volodya had been out on a mission to a neighboring station when it happened but what he wouldn't give to see the security footage of it. He heard it was quite a sight. He seemed to be awake but more or less in his own little world, a girl who had come in with him was sleeping in a chair next to his bed, meanwhile the old man Volodya had heard that was present was seemingly gone, then again he wouldn't really have known otherwise. He shrugged. "...Need something,, Spartan?" A Kshatriya who had been sitting in front of one of their injured comrades asked quietly, trying not to wake any of them up. "Oh, Grachyov it's you." The Kshatryia added in a moment later. While not a Kshatryia himself, Volodya had become a friend to many of them, and at one point considered joining them himself. With everything going on this man's named alluded Volodya, he really didn't need this shit right now. "You alright? You seem...off." The Kshatryia said. "Ehh....no." Volodya responded. "Not...really." He added. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Just...something with Joe...Sousa. Seems her father showed back up, she's fucking pissed." Voloyda whispered, trying to keep quiet for the sake of the patients. "Her father? Isn't she from Mexico--wouldn't he dead?" The Kshatriya asked and Volodya nodded. "You'd think so but it seems they were on business when the bombs fell." Volodya explained, still thoroughly annoyed by the whole ordeal. What could it be that bothered her this long. "What kind of business?" "Your guess is as good as mine." Volodya grumbled. "My guess is not anything good. She refuses to talk about it...it only makes it worse. She's pissed, and not just her usual kind of pissed but more than that....and from what I can tell genuinely hurt." He continued and the Kshatryia nodded. "Well where is she?...maybe I can get the guys together, help her out." The Kshatriya said. "She's at her place....I wouldn't recommend going to her right now. Maybe buy her a drink later if you really care but I'd give her some space right now." Volodya cautioned quietly, then gave his goodbyes to the Kshatryia, something had just returned to his mind during the conversation. Something Joe had called her father. The pieces were beginning to fall into place...at least he hoped they were, but he'd need to talk to the old man to confirm his suspicions. It didn't take long for that Ranger to grab Misha's attention--That bitch was still here...and seemingly it wasn't a great day for her. Part of him almost couldn't contain a small smile forming on his lips. Good he thought. You can make it much worse....another thought told him. It didn't take much internal debate to realize that that probably wouldn't be best....but.... He looked over at Katya, still asleep. She was a heavy sleepier....and the Polis doctors allowed him to go for short walks during his recovery. Hmm... He moved himself out of the bed as carefully as he could, not wanting to risk waking up Katya as he walked past despite how heavily she slept. "You going for a walk?" A doctor asked quietly. "Yeah." Misha said. "Just a short one, down the platform maybe, take a piss then head back." He explained. "Alright. Hurry back, if you get dizzy from your injury find somewhere to rest. You know the drill" The doctor said, almost not finishing his sentence as Misha left the hospital. He had no idea where Joe's place was....but how hard could it be to find the Rangers quarters, or to ask around? The people of Polis were a helpful lot after all. Edited July 26, 2020 by AnOriginalAccountNam Added in more details. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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