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Post by rhea saya dinara on May 2, 2011 20:25:54 GMT -5
Rhea smiled lightly, "glad you see the hospital my way darling , and everything is fine i am not wokring all night tonight just because he didn't like the color that the loser choose himself." she rolled her eyes and hid her head in her arms sighing. And thinking to her self. Rhea would have to work if she did not want to die, but she also had a terrible headache. She sighed as she knew she would ahve to go out and put a bullet in someones head but she couldn;t risk it because Markov would follow her more than likey.
Rhea had gave the man the hint of who she was with hopefully he understood. She than looked ip at him smiling." You would enever donate anything of mine, you would rather sleep with my dress than throw it out." she said bluntly as she smiled and took another drink of her tea sitting up as she looked at him and smirked. "who said i would tell you if it got worse. who says i wont sneak more advil." she giggled as she drank some more tea and looked at him relaxing in the chair.
"yea.. i need to grab my purse from the trunk and a sweater." she said gently was she watched him and smiled more. " If i am.. your are to blame." she stuck her tongue at him knowing she wasn't. well at least she thought so, she than giggled more and smiled more. " You couldn't understand much huh? well i just basically ahd it out with a costomer as i said before. " she smiled as she spoke gently than rubbed her head again and looked at him once more smiling as she giggled.
She than lied her head down looking at markov smiling as she giggled lightly."whould we get going or do you wnat to stay here and chat?' she smiled more ath looked im in his eyes." How has work been? and Nina? and your cooking? or should i start dropping off meals time to time again." she teased happily as she sta up and leaned in to his ear." i am teasing." she whispered gently before relaxing back in her seat drinking some more of her tea closing her eyes.
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Post by markov chirkoff on May 10, 2011 16:20:33 GMT -5
He chuckled, ”well some people just didn't know how to decorate” he said, it wasn’t like he was up on style and what went well in a house hell he hadn’t even painted his parents place since they left, sure Nina’s room changed with her every whim. One day it was Barbie pink the next farm animals and so on but it wasn’t anything that was overly difficult. A new coat of paint, wallpaper on a weekend but nothing that required a lot of thought past how long it would take her to decide she didn't like it and of course change her favourite colour for the fiftieth time on a row.
He smiled as she giggled although he didn't doubt she wouldn’t tell him if things got worse. ”If they do then its the hospital no argument... you’ve already had enough advil and besides its not like I have slept with your dress, its still in the bag untouched.” Maybe he should start going through things or at least start thinking about the things he was keeping although the more he thought about it the more it seemed to be the worst idea he had ever had given that it would take him more than a week to sort through everything.
”Which ever you want, i’ve got all day” He said smiling, he was in no rush to get anywhere other than to find out just who was causing Rhea problems but so long as her mind was a million miles away from the guy he had no problem forgetting about it too for a while at least. ”Work... its busy as ever, killing here, burglary there. It keeps my busy and as for Nina she’s doing okay, typical school yard gripes.” He said remembering listening to how some kid had caused a fight and everyone had to be asked about this that and the other.
At the time he had waited to hear if she had been involved although he was lucky in her escaping the incident. ”You can drop meals off any time... even stay for my excellent cooking too.” He said laughing as he took a drink from his cup. ”Only teasing... im hurt... my cooking is the best anyone’s ever had. Charcoal and crispy is a speciality of mine.”
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Post by rhea saya dinara on May 14, 2011 0:13:01 GMT -5
Rhea chuckled gently as she looked up smiling at Markov." Yes, and you would be one of my many people, on my phone. Who cannot decorate. Maybe we should give Nina a safari room. Either giraffe or Zebra? A large closet and a full size bed with a princess cannope and netting falling around the bed?" she said gently and happily as she moved over more tword markov laying her head on his left shoulder.
" Oh really? No arguement. Who says you will know if it still hurts or gets worse? i can always sneak advil while you sleep. Maybe ill go for a norco. I still have a few after my last injury." she smiled teasing him as she giggled. " Awww do not lie. I know you held my Dress like a child holds a blaket or teddy bear for comfort." Rhea coninued to tease him happily.
" Hey markov? Why do people give me werid looks when i speak aribic..." she asked lightly as she closed her eyes relaxing holding her head in between her hands rubbing her thumbs on the plastic cup softly. It was pretty much gone. But at least a fourth of her tea remained as she sighed gently thinking to her self.
"Well Work can be like that for what you do, But i know you don't regret your job. Though Without you would have never meet me." she winked gently as she smiled and giggled." Well if it is up to me, i say we get some chopped i beef, and chicken, some stewers, some bell peppers and fresh brocilli along with some brown rice and have that tonight. I would love to see you try and burn the rice."
Rhea than rubber her head a bit as she stretched and snuck another two Advils in her mouth as she slid them under her tongue than drank some tea to sallow them quickly. she than smiled to Markov." Shal;l we head to the store and than go cook for miss Nina and us?" she asked softly as she kissed his left cheek giggling.
Rhea than stood up smiling as she picked up her tea in her left had and looked outside the window. She saw a white van drive by looking around for something or someone. She knew who it was but wouldn't be caught. Rhea dropped her drink as it hi her foot breaking open, spilling all over the floor as she watched the van drive off the down street she stood there frozen in fear.
Dones. sorry its short.
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Post by markov chirkoff on Jul 8, 2011 17:50:13 GMT -5
Markov was never sure how to even begin decorating a girls room, even when the hints were obvious he seemed to be bewildered by it all though he did like the idea of a safari room. “Sure if you can do it and have the time then I’m sure Nina would love a safari room... I’ll pay you too, though I’m not sure about where to even start with that kind of stuff.” He said smiling as he felt her head touch his shoulder, sometimes even the simplest of gestures made the best impressions and in that moment there wasnt anywhere else that he would have wanted to be.
He raised his brow as she joked about taking other pills, though there was something that told him he honestly wouldn’t know if she was still in pain or had even taken anything else for it. He chuckled as he shrugged about her dress, sure he had kept a hold of it on the off chance that she would come back for it and even if she hadn’t it was a reminder of a happy times he had had with her, it was odd that he could be attached to things like a piece of cloth but then with the state of his home there was really no wonder when he often found excuses not to throw anything away.
“Well not many people speak Arabic here, sometimes people have odd misjudgements about things like that.” He said knowing exactly why the language that was spoken by many wasn’t as trusted as some. “It’s not something you hear a lot of people speaking.” Well there was that and given that English was the predominant language of the area anything different from that was taken as being odd and of course the odd looks that were obvious were just weary looks from people who knew no better.
He nodded grinning at the thought of the dinner she had suggested, “I always knew you were a good cook” He winked as he shrugged, “I don’t burn rice... its the cooker that doesnt work properly... just like anything else that doesnt turn out right, its all the cookers fault” So he wasnt exactly a chef but then he could cook the simple things and that never seemed to cause much fuss unless beans on toast was eaten more than two nights in a row.
Markov had nodded and just about stood up draining the last mouthful from his cup when he heard the drink hit the floor. It took him a second to realise that it was Rhea that had dropped her cup and now seemed fearful as she looked from the window. He let his own empty cup drop to the table as he turned to her slightly alarmed to what could have caused such a reaction in her. “Rhea what’s wrong?” He said instinctively placing a hand on her shoulder as he began looking around expecting some kind of obvious danger to be apparent.
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Post by rhea saya dinara on Jul 9, 2011 22:07:12 GMT -5
Rhea snappd back when she heard markov's voice and rubbed her head lightly as she spoke."Yea and no you dont have to pay for any of it i will be able to. I will start sketching up designs and finding material." She said as she picked up her drink cup, and lid with the straw sighing as she looked back outside for the white van. "I swear i will shoot that man." She muttered as she than looked at Markov gently.
Rhea than moved to her car quickly as she ran across the street jay walking between cars and making them stop as she climbed into her car and pulled her legs up to her chest looking around, Not even noticing that she didn;t even pay for the meter when she parked earlier. Rhea than climbed over the seats into the back opening up to her trunk as she grabbed her bag and than closed it staying in the car not wanting to move from it until Markov came for her.
Rhea than pulled out her phone as she sent a message to Aroon stating what had happened and for him not to contact her that she would contact him when it was safe to. She also tyoed in a few more hoping for him to read it. all in arbic before deleting out the name and number along with the message of her phone. she sighed more running her handsthrew her long dark brown hair as she cursed.
Feeling helpless was not normal, she always protected herself buit having to be a helpless woman to gain markovs trust was fun at times but annoying at others. she sighed as she waitedin her car for the man who had to play hero to come and get her. Rhea sighed as she began to think of meals with rice, she than came up with stuffed chicken breasts with broccili and cheese, with a side of rice and some chicken gravy to go with it. It had white meat, grain, dairy, and vegetable in it so it was perfect she than, pulled out a small note book and a pen writing down a list of what she needed.
List: 1. Boneless Skinless Chicken Breats 2. Brown rice 3. Fresh Brocilli , two large heads 4. Velvetta Cheese, one large block 5. A pack of Margine sticks 4. PAM spray 5. Basil.
Shew went threw in her head on how to make it making sure that she rememebred as she looked out the sundow sighing. She was in love with two people now.. her handler and this man Markov. But she could not delay her mission Ziva had to be terminated or she would be herself along with the woman. "speech"
WORDS; 590 TAG; Markov MUSE; 100% MUSIC; give me novacaine by green day CREDIT; thavron @ caution
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Post by markov chirkoff on Jul 11, 2011 15:42:19 GMT -5
Markov smiled as she spoke about what she would do, he wasn’t about to let the idea of not paying for her time or at least the materials slip his mind however he thought it best to leave that conversation for another time, at least he didn’t want to give her any more of a headache than she already had. He didn’t doubt her sentiments toward the white van driver, even he wanted to shoot the guy for the trouble he was causing however that thought was short lived when he saw Rhea move toward her car quickly.
He gauged against the time it normal took an unscared person to do such a thing and it was becoming even more plain just what an effect this guy was having on her. Markov dawdled for a moment trying to get anything useful from anywhere or anyone regarding the van but it appeared his efforts were in vain as he made his way toward her car.
It didnt take him long to glance at the meter noticing it hadnt been paid, he wasnt a traffic cop but he knew all too well just how much they liked to ticket peoples cars. It was enough to make anyones bad day worse but then making Rhea's day worse, he didnt feel any could do that. He fed the meter making sure it had enough to see it to mid day the next day. He knew that he would sneak away and fetch her car at the early hours but there was always a possibility of running late and he knew all too well than to rely on just a thought or a plan. After all the best made plans failed sometimes no matter how many hoped they wouldnt.
He approached her car slowly knocking on the window before pulling the door open and sticking his head inside. “Maybe we should just order in, its less stressful and you can have a calm down.” He suggested hoping she could forget about the driver if not for only a few hours. He offered her his hand as he spoke softly, “Just take what you need from your car and I promise I wont let this guy hurt you at all”
It was perhaps far fetched promise as he didn’t even know if he could keep it although seeing how she was there he could hardly have her thinking anything other than. She was definately something special to him and even having to be careful with Nina around and who was in the house he found it horrid to think he had gone wrong with brining Rhea around, she was one of few people who could brighten his day up no end.
(sorry not a great reply)
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Post by rhea saya dinara on Jul 12, 2011 0:56:00 GMT -5
Rhea head jolted up as she heard the knocking on her window than saw in slow motion her door open as her eyes were on Markovs."But, All right than. Ordering out it is. Though I made a List.." She said gently as she threw the notebook in her purse and grabbed the handle than her jacket tkaing his hand with her left on tightly as she looked in his eyes." Are you sure, your able to keep that promise?"
She asked slightly courious as she than thought about what he said earlier. she has to speak russain more than arabic or he would pick up that it was her first language. Though she knew more than ziva that woman.. who churred her bones. She couldn;t wait to kill her and have Ziva's father be proud she had accomplished a mission he wanted done soon.
" I have to know arabic, some people are more comfortable speaking their home language than english. I know it took alot of shcool work to learn so much but it pays off." she spoke gently as she climbed out of the car and hid her head in Markovs arm as she sighed lightly and than shook her head pulling it off him looking back into his blue eyes.
" I got what i need.." she said before rubbing her temples and throwing ehr back off ehr face as she smiled lightly than leaned her head back on markov trying to relax."Sorry i dropped my tea all over in their. i guess i was in shock." Though that white van did creep her out from when she saw it stacking her and that man was even worse.
She than looked around and sighed holding on to his hand as she kicked her door closed locking it with the keys in her right hand before looking back at Markov."Now where to?
( Sorry It sucks. )
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Post by markov chirkoff on Jul 12, 2011 3:22:04 GMT -5
Markov smile as he listened to her talk about making a list, she was so organised unlike himself who would simple go to a supermarket and just wonder around saying that would be okay, and then totally forget why he had even gone there in the first place. The more he thought about the promise he had just made the more he felt himself wanting to honour it. He didn’t often make promises he couldn’t keep but then again with the white van man he had little to no idea just who or what he was dealing with. He put it down to a stalker, someone who saw her as a pretty young girl and that was all yet her being so scared he couldn’t just leave things like that.
“I’m sure, that guy wont hurt you and I will do my up most best to look after you Rhea, that I promise.” Perhaps the man would take some looking into but then he could pull a few charges out of thin air easily, it happened when you wanted to have more time to figure things out. Jay walking was one of the best and although it didn’t carry much of a jail time, a forty eight hour holding time was usually enough to find something better on anyone.
Markov nodded listening to her explain about her speaking Arabic, it was nothing new to him other than bar a few odd words here and there he knew little of the language, his first language being Russian and his second being English, it was tough enough learning two let alone the amount that Rhea knew. Then again she struck him nothing less than smart with knowing all that she did and she had a point about talking in someones main language, it put people at ease and often there were few misunderstandings.
He smiled softly as she appologised to him, “Its nothing to worry about, it happens.” he said and it was fully understandable to him that seeing the guy again would cause some kind of reaction. He squeezed her hand softly for a moment as he looked at her. “I think you’ve had enough to deal with today so how about we head home, and I make you another cup of tea?” He said, “At least you wont have to see that guy again and you can forget about him.”
Maybe it was a long shot to hope that she could forget about him but then, who knew really. A different setting a place where a white van would be spotted a mile away. It made for a good chance of at least relaxing and trying to help her calm a little rather than worry about someone.
(its a great post, sorry Mine didnt give you much to work with.)
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Post by rhea saya dinara on Jul 13, 2011 14:47:42 GMT -5
Rhea nodded lightly as she looked back up into his eyes and smiled lightly."Well see. We both work in two seprate feilds." she said gently before looking back at her car as she continued to walk with him sighing. Rhea let go of markovs hand as she pushd her hair back sighing again thinking about her long thick striaght wavy hair." Maybe i should chop my hair off." she joked to him trying to get a laugh out of markov.
She smiled and ran her hnad threw the back of his hair and giggled. " Yours is a bit thinner than my hair and a lot lighter." she teased him trying to clam her self down and forget about all that was going on. The most odd thing was, is that she was forgetting about her mission and why she was out here around this man.
One thing she did not want to do was break his heart, on the day that she will try to kill and most likey hopefully suceed on Ziva's life. She looked into his eyes smiling. She was in a realtionship already but it as back home. she had always been in love with Aroon and now she was in love with Markov.
" I will try not to speak it but the man's wife only speak arabic so it's a bit hard. Though I do have customer's who speak korean and belive me that language is harder than it seems. it stomps me at times." she said gently, the woman did had weakness, though she was trained mossad and seemed to be better than Ziva at blending in. "Alright, we will head home, tea? Now that sounds really good better than take out or any food you make." she teased him again at his cooking as she smiled wider now having fun and totally forgeting about the white van.
" Are you sure? What if he's following right now?" She asked lightly beofre taking his hand in hers again. " What about Nina? Would she be okay with me coming over? If not You can drop me off at my house. I'll lock everything up. all but the gun in my dresser. now that is something i slightly need at this time for that guy. I really want to shot him in his special place."
Rhea spoke lightly as her smiled disappeared a bit before she lied her head back down on markov sighing before lookig around at all the cars driving on the street."m Sorry I Jay Walked earler.. i just wanted to hide in my car. it seemes safe at the time." she said gently. Though she was slightly safe in her car it had her wel a couple weapons in it at least.
She looked back at her car again rasing an eyebrow as she looked slightly confused. She smelled gasoline but couldn't pin point where it was coming from. Beside it being behind them in the distance. She kept her mouth shut not wanting to break her cover by being able to spot the smell of gasoline form this distance.
[ No, yours are perfect mine are Crappy. XD Sorry i wanted to add something fun >>]
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Post by markov chirkoff on Jul 14, 2011 2:33:05 GMT -5
She couldn’t have been more true with what she said, they worked in completely different fields, one a interior decorator and the other an NCIS agent, two completely different worlds. It brought him back to think about how they had even met, a stroke of luck he liked to think and he knew he was the luckiest guy on earth to even have her walking beside him. He chuckled as she mentioned cutting her hair off, he couldn’t say he could even imagine her with short hair let alone believe she would even attempt to cut it off.
“Thinner… hey im not bald yet.” He teased back, “But your hair is perfect just the way it is.” He found the teasing relaxing, more so than the drink they had earlier, perhaps it was the fact that they had left abruptly or just that a cup had spilled on the floor but certainly the white van man was making him on edge a little, more so to the fact he kept missing the guy although one thing about stalkers were that they were extremely careful when it came to acting normal.
“You can speak Arabic I havent got a problem with it, just sometimes people react strangely but its business so you don’t need to worry.” Sure the language wasn’t as unnoticed as it might have been years ago but then with all the history that had happened, people panicked at the slightest thing. “You speak Korean too…. You are a woman on very many mysteries Rhea” Well that was new to him, he wouldn’t even know where to begin with Korean he was the basic Russian and English kind of guy and the two languages were enough for him to know.
“Again with the cooking… I’ll have to show you just how good my cooking is. I’ll make you Pirozhki one night and see how you like those, or Pelmeni. Depends if the cooker is working my way for a change” He replied grinning, Russian food he had little problem with but when it came to the spaghetti, or other things that he wasn’t exactly as used to as some that was where he completely lost it and ended up making beans on toast that half the time turned out okay and the other half the pan just got thrown away. If it wasn’t for Nina he would have given up trying to cook a long time ago and contented himself with the ready meals that he could find or the odd takeout.
Markov shoot his head as he glanced around, “ Relax, he isn’t following us, and Nina likes you so she will be find with you coming over, besides she will be happy for another girl to be in the house.” He said smiling, “And you know you cant shoot anyone Rhea, we will find the guy and he will go to jail for a very long time.” Well that was if he didn’t make him fall down several stairs or just shoot him anyway, he wouldn’t have been the first to do anything like that and he doubted he would be the last but the only problem was finding the guy.
“Rhea don’t worry about it, you were scared its understandable and besides you don’t have a reason to worry anymore.” He was about to say something else when the smell of gas fumes caught his attention. It wasn’t particularly odd in a car park as occasionally cars did get fuel leaks although he couldn’t see anyone around fixing such a problem or even anything leaking. He knew for a fact that cars didn’t spontaneously leak gas although he did feel slightly on edge not knowing the exact source though he found himself not wanting to worry Rhea with something that could be nothing or something that could be trouble. “You smell anything Rhea?” He asked blasé trying to make it seem like an every day question.
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Post by rhea saya dinara on Jul 14, 2011 18:31:28 GMT -5
Rhea smirked and pushed markov gently tword a light pole as she giggled playing around with him." You just have thinner than than my thick harsh hair. At least yours can be soft." she smiled as she spoke and giggled continuing to try and get him to run into an object for the fun of it." Are you sure about that, see that's why i walk away from poeple when i am on the phone." she really didn;t mind men staring at her but women and police now that ticked her gears.
" I don't speak it i know a few words.. i get lost in that language it makes Japensese and Chinese look easy that all i can say about it. Plus the garlic.. they stink up the whole building when they cook my god." she said gently as she smiled again."Well then, maybe we should hire a chef for you or i should just make food everynight , this way Nina wont get sick off Burnt food. Wait you can make Pirozhki. Can you make Halupsi? My father made that time to time. You throw some katchup on it and eat it all up though.. i tended to toss the cabage away."
If he could make it, this man was a keeper at that." If you ever want pasta i would be glad to make spaghetti. BUt we would ahve to get spaghetti sauce seasoning packets form the store. I tend to make the sauce from scrach. It tastes a lot better and I would need a few cans of tomato puree, large ones notr the small little ones. chopped tomatoes and about three or four large fresh ones.and Two and a hlaf pounds for Gournd beaf with 2% or No fat.'
she said gently as she giggled and looked at his eyes gently. " really? last time She found me in bed with you she wasn't too happy as i recall." she giggled and smirked."Who said it would be a gun, maybe a be-be gun with copper peletes to get him though they can perice the skin and kill someone it should get the job done. or i'll nuder him myself if he gets near me. I do have a permit to carry a pocket knife and Mace." she smiled and kissed his cheek gently.
she giggled and nodded as she held on to his arm still." Al right, i will clean your shoes than, thats the least I can do. And make some nice spaghetti. I am sure i cna improvise at your house with spices and hopefully tomatoes, you have those right? And some Wheat Noodles?" she was holding back her arabic accent as she looked at him. She was better at ziva with having an Army well Marine brat accent of an American girl who grew up supossely on base. At least that was what, is in her file that NCIS had.
She sighed as she looked at Markov." Do you think my father would have liked you? and Mother? I think they might have but he always said. Marines over any man. Though I do not understand why some of them are controlling." she shivered lightly and smiled a bit." though I would take you over one of them any day and anytime." she than looked around and blinked wigling her nose." Now that you ask, yes i do, kinda smells like gasoline but theres no stations around here."
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Post by markov chirkoff on Jul 15, 2011 2:40:50 GMT -5
He chuckled as she mentioned hair again, he was very glad to know he wasn’t going bald yet, sure it wouldn’t have been an earth shattering revelation but still he liked to know he still had a full head of hair on him. He liked hearing her giggle it was like music to his ears, “You know you don’t have to walk away from me, I don’t mind what language you speak. I cant understand Arabic anyway, just the odd word relating to work and so on but not much more” Perhaps it was something he should have taught himself to know but then he never saw the need to, he was content with the two languages and didn’t much want to complicate his life with three.
Listening to her talk about hiring a chef he grinned, well it was an idea but then burnt food wasn’t so bad, after all he was told that charcoal was good for people though maybe not the amount he made. “Sure I can make Halupsi, which do you prefer the pork or beef versions?” He asked grinning, the one thing his mother had made him learn was several dishes from home, varying slightly when they came to America but then he had never forgotten how to cook that, although trying to get a food picky kid to eat it was a challenge he didn’t want to face she it was rarely made.
Markov shrugged he remember how unhappy she had been about it but after a severely awkward conversation and some serious bribery he found her mellowing toward Rhea. “That was just a shock to her… she does like you though and besides its all been explained to her, so don’t worry about it” So he hadn’t exactly gone into detail with her about things but commenting on sharing and that it was what happened, he didn’t know who was more embarrassed himself or Nina. Markov winced as he thought about the pain copper bullets, a knife and mace could inflict onto one person.
“If the guy comes near you, threatens you, then shoot him, or mace him. Just make sure you are okay, and if I’m not around then call me and I will be there straight away.” Maybe it wasn’t his best advice ever but when it came to someone safety, someone he cared about there were no black and white lines of conduct only the grey blurred side of things and if he wasn’t about to do anything it was better that she was safe and unharmed than being hurt for not doing anything. He could hear his boss already screaming in his ears for even suggesting to anyone to do that.
He nodded about the ingredients, they were the kind of things he always kept around just for the sake of he might use them one day rather than them just looking good in a cupboard in his kitchen. “You wont clean my shoes if you are cooking, beside they aren’t that bad and I would never even dream of letting you clean my shoes.” It was mostly a him thing, it wasn’t that he liked cleaning shoes and despite his work ones he tried to dodge the chore as much as possible but his father had always taught him never to let a woman clean his shoes, it was more a pride and chivalry thing than anything.
“I hope they both would liked me, and I did serve in the Marines as a mechanic for a while before… I retired.” A half truth but then again as he thought about the question of some being controlling he did wonder, “MAybe its because they have to be controlled or under their own control it sometimes difficult to switch off from that, to know that you don’t have to be that way around civilians. But thanks that’s good to know, at least now I only have to worry about the rest of the male population.” He said grinning, knew himself that coming back home and trying to work like he had in the military wasn’t much of an option, it was two completely different worlds that only a few understood.
“No, no stations, and no reason to smell gas. Do you mind if we take a small detour?” He asked gripping her hand softly as he tried to steer her toward the quickest way from all the parked cars toward the park again. He could only think of two reasons why a car would leak fuel and one was an accident and the other was slightly more sinister.
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Post by rhea saya dinara on Jul 16, 2011 1:17:17 GMT -5
Rhea giggled more smiling as she than looked at him gently" I was trying to run you into an Object is that So, bad at all? Well i could walk away from you, but that would only make you run afther me and I would runa nd beat you only till i stumble from Heels than you would grab me around my waista nd chuck me over your left shoulder feet first and hold me their. Like you did years ago. If i remember right?" She smiled and she ran her hand threw his hair again giggling.
" Beef, that would be good. Never had ground pork before, only Beef and Turkey. But, If you add a pinch or garlic salt and took the cabage off her porton and put katchup on it, before she see's it, i bet you Nina would eat it willingly. Even I hate Cabage." she smiled more and ran and hand threw her hair as she than looked at him sighing" My head still slightly, hurts." she mumbled.
Rhea than looked at him as she blinked." And what about all the toys and things around the house? Your bribing her, aren't you? Not so tough on saying No when you ahve to keep her happy to keep a girl in your bed." she said putting her hands on her hips and looking into his eyes as she walked.
" Call you? But what if you at work. I've seen your boss before that Man is scary when he gets annoyed and I do not want to see his face again after i ran from his home and ened up in yours. Do promise me that will never happen again?" she asked as she looked in his eyes with all seriousness as she than clamed down and smiled and looked around." What if i kill him? Would I get in trouble if i missed with the gun and accidently hit an arty? I am not the best shot here, i am a military brat yes, but shooting while scared to death is not exacty a steady hand."
Rhea expailed as she than ran her fingers threw his hair gain smiling."Would it hurt if i pulled your hair into little pony tails all over, i think nina would get a kick out of it, and be laughing all night at you."She smiled again with a slight smirka nd laughed before kissing his cheek close to his lips." I am only teasing for now."
" Who said i would be cooking" she asked waving an finger around." Your cooking, not me you burn food than i will cook. As for your shoes i will clean them, just wait and see, or you won't get anything, i just want to polish them. My father taught me." she giggled and smiled " I polished my father's all the time." she said gently before sighing and knowing, but remebering they came for two worlds, his was truth, her's was Lies. Though shje fell for him she loved another, in the end she would have to choose, but she wanted markov now, he was so much kinder and gentler and sweet. She had never seen that in a man before.
No demands or being told what to do.Rhea riased and eyebrow and looked at Markov"Detour? Why are we going to take one? Markov.." she was caught off mid sentence when he pulled her lightly. she followed closely looking at him trying to look confused with his actions." But isn't your home that way?"She asked lightly as she blinked and listened for anything in her mind hoping it wasn't what she thought.
Rhea turned looking tword her car as she was being tugged along, her feet stumbled as she was following markov and being pulled at the same time ehr eyes on her car, and the car around. She watch someone bump into her car as she looked confused until, the next few moments. She heard a click as her eyes went wide, as she pulled from his grib and tried to run to knock the child away, Rhea grabbed the girl taking her down to the ground covering her as her car blew almost six feet from her taking a few with it.
She looked at the girl and sigh, ingoring that she had a few burns, some cuts, glass in her skin. She looked at the crying undamged girl and sighed in relif before looking back seeing a chunck ofr her car door on her right leg. Rhea sighed and threw it off with some what of a ease but made it look hard as she looked around for markov to make sure he was safe. She was used to taking dmange, it was normal to her." d**n, my head hurts now.. god... and my ears ringing just UG!"
(hehe >> Long postie)
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Post by markov chirkoff on Jul 25, 2011 17:16:44 GMT -5
“I believe you remembered it perfectly” he said laughing as he remembered. It had been a long time ago though he hated seeing her leave, he couldn’t quite describe the feeling other than having a hole punched through his stomach. The empty feeling it left not knowing when he would see her again or when their schedules would let it. He listened gratefully to her suggestion of taking of the cabbage and adding a few other things, he wasnt so good in finding things that she would eat it was more a trial and error game that he seemed to lose more than win.
Markov stared at her sheepishly, she was right. He had been trying to buy her affection and approval to have Rhea around, he could understand the difficulty of having someone else around when it had been just the two of them for so long. Nina was his world although now that world was changing to include Rhea. He thought that she would understand and be happy for another girl to be around but then things hadnt exactly worked out the picture perfect way he had thought. All he could see to do was try and keep both happy giving one the toys and things she wanted, he already spoiled her but then it saved arguing and the upset that caused.
“I promise that you wont have to go to his house but he’s my boss Rhea, you might have to see him sometime... besides he’s that way around everyone. There are only a few faces I know of who can mellow the man and even they don’t always succeed.” He could see how serious she was about it, Gibbs was enough to scare anyone out of the mind although you did learn just to take things as they came and know that there was no way you would ever get onto the mans good side unless there was something particular about someone. “Yes you would be in trouble but I’d do everything I could to protect you from anything that might come your way. Besides, it would be self defence if he attacked you.”
It wasnt that he wanted the man to attack her but then there were so many legal loop holes to think of it was better leaving it up to the solicitors. After all he sometimes got tired of putting people away and having them walk on some half baked technicality, which if the worst did happen then he was sure that they could find something of the sort for Rhea. It wasnt as if every case was air tight and he could easily mess something up with it despite the consequences. It wasnt as if he didn't have the means to live a good life without working although he loved his job he didn't have much of a worry in making a mistake that could cost him it for Rhea or Nina.
Markov winced as she mentioned putting his hair into pony tails, he couldnt imagine anything more painful apart from the odd gunshot but then his hair had already gone pink for a night with added glitter. He remembered how silly he looked although it was worth seeing a smiling laughing child for the effort of looking like an idiot for a while. “You really don’t have to, they aren’t that bad anyway besides it not like they can be clean forever right?” He smiled as she told him about polishing her fathers shoes, it wasnt something he had ever done for his father only himself in the military which was why only a few pairs of shoes were polished to that standard, it took time and he didn't have much time to sit and polish anything.
Markov didn't reply as he glanced around again, yes a detour, he knew when something wasnt right and with no valid reason to be smelling leaking petrol he found the scent alarming and of course he knew how much damage an exploding vehicle could do. It wasnt exactly the perfect situation but then getting as far away from there before he made an attempt to call anyone was all he wanted to do. Feeling Rhea pull away from him he didn't see the girl until the last moment, he had barely put one foot in front of the other when the explosion knocked him from his feet. To say he was used to such things wasnt an understatement, he had seen enough exploding vehicles in his military service, enough to know you stay down until you’re sure there’s a safe way out.
However with his ears ringing his head began to think about the little girl and Rhea, he barely knew he was on his feet running toward them both. He saw her pushed the door from her leg as he knelt next to them, his hand was grasping for his gun that usually hung from his belt although today he had nothing but his mobile phone. He reached for that out of instinct calling 911 and asking for fire, police and ambulance. “Rhea stay low and don’t move” He wasnt sure if she was hurt worse than he could see as he glanced around. “Are either of you hurt anywhere?” He asked rubbing a hand over his ears as he squinted trying to hear through the ringing sound.
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Post by rhea saya dinara on Jul 26, 2011 0:37:39 GMT -5
Rhea had forgotten their converstaion from earlier as she sat up blinking and looking around she looked at markov kneeling by her as she blinked lightly, unable to make out what he was saying from the ringing, her brown golden small almond eyes fell to the child under her, she watched as the small red head girl ran off to a man running tword them crying. Rhea sta up a bit more as she rubbed her fore head before laying her head by markov's feet as she looked up into his eyes watching his lips trying to make words out as her ears continued to ring loudly, her head pounded, as her body ached. She was used to getting beat up, thrown around, lying with out being caught even by machines, and being able to kill with just her hands. she sighed as she looked at his eyes, he was beautiful in hers at the moment, she than looked around at the scene. she looked at his phone as he called someone, all she could do was wtach as people were screaming and running back, some surroding the area looking around trying to think of things, rhea than moved to sit back up, not caring that she had glass in her palms, and was pushing it deeper. To her Pain meant you were alive, and able to fight more, she looked at her leg and grumbled. as she knew she would more than likely be stuck on crushes, taht would delay everything but then again, it would also keep her closer to markov, closer to ncis, and a biot easier to start planning on how to take out that woman. She sighed as she looked around seeing some dead bodies, and about seven cars taht had gone up in flmaes, she grabbed markov's pant leg pulling on it pointing to a car that had not expolded and was on fire. Rhea than looked at him hoping that he could ehar her, though all she could hear was ringing. " Their, it hasn't gone yte, Markov.. right their. it hasnt blown yet" she hoped her could hear her voice as she than fell back down by his feet looking around, she felt weak, for not getting up and pushing through, but her body didn;t want to move it wanted to stay where it was. It hurt, everywhere hurt, her head, her legs, her arms, her hands. Rhea looked down as she sighed. It was not a day to be wearing what she was wearing. The shorts she was wearing, didn't cover her legs enough to protect the, her snadles were scartted around the area somewhere, exposing her feet, her bracelet was on her arm still in tack, along with the neckles around her neck, her bag was off to the side burning with everything in it. her cashmire sweater was torn and ripped, her scarf was missing, her white tank was black and gray with holes and blood, like ehr jeans and sweater rhea looked at markov as she looked in his eyes. " My head... hurts... it hurts.. everything hurts... mark.."she said gently as she held on to his pant lg with ehr left hand as tight as she could, she felt so bad that she was getting his nice pants, bloody and dirty. she than looked at the child over with her father as she smiled knowing the child was alright, her face has some black,a nd gray after math on it as well as a few scraches and a glass small shard in her left eye brow. She smiled to markov as her heair was a mess and tattered, she couldn't feel much with ehr ehad, besides the punding. Rhea was shocked at her self for not standing up and walking around atcing like she was alright, but for some reason, she felt like staying down, like markov wanted her to stay and not move, just to hold still and let him take care for everything. She sighed as she looked at her burning purse, lucky her pass port and other documents were in her home safe and sound. she than looked at her car, everything in their was gone, including ehr cell phone. She than closed her eyes for a minute before opening them trying to clear her mind and relax, but ehr head would not stop the pouding agaist ehr skull, it hurt so bad to her, like it was going to explode, she kept her self from screaming out in pain my gripping markov's pank leg as hard as she could. She than looked up into his eyes wtaching him, like nothing else really mattered to her than to see him and the small girl safe and sound, in good health and ready to take on what the next day holds. Rhea looked up into his eyes still as she blinked a bit before closing her eyes once more and taking a deep breath as she looked away from his face, if aroon had seen her like this, he would of killed her fro acting so weak, like she was a child, or a normal person in the world, but right now, it was all she could do. if she stood up and pushed through, markov would of suspected something with her. For you!! ( in PM )
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