Post by NIKOLAI VITALI ALEKSANDROV on Jun 9, 2017 18:34:24 GMT -6
As much as Nikolai valued his space and his privacy, there was something about visiting his sister that sort of threw those out of the window. To be fair, she never knocked when she visited his home, so why should he grant her that courtesy? Instead he simply let himself in like she oftentimes did.
The house seemed fairly abandoned. She was likely out on some sort of errand since the two of them normally worked at the same time. That was fine. Nik was a patient man. He would wait for her. Any other person would have left and come back later, but that was boring. Settling down on the couch was a much more appealing notion.
His wait wasn't too long, thankfully, because patient that he was, Nikolai didn't have endless patience. Seeing the form of his sister entering the house he spoke, not to give a greeting, but to get straight to the point. "I'm going back to Russia."
Errand running was not Anastasia's idea of a good time. Even if it was for things which she wanted, the actual act of doing it was less enjoyable. She did not particularly want to be wasting her time with such things when there was dozens of other ways that she could be spending her time. There was only a certain amount of hours in the day after all. At least with magic she didn't need to carry everything, it could just get thrown into a magically enlarged bag.
Errand shopping was however disturbed when she was alerted that someone had crossed over her wards. Standing in the bookshop, she paused, and frowned. That was either her brother, or someone that meant trouble. If it was her brother, then he could very well wait until she was done. If it was someone that meant trouble, she'd just hunt them down and kill them later. It could wait. She refused to take time out of another day to shop again. There wasn't really anything at home worth protecting that much.
Arriving home, she slowly entered the property, her wand in hand. Whoever had arrived, had not yet left. A robber would have done by now. So it was either her brother, or someone trying to kill her. Or both at once.
The answer was her brother. Not even getting the chance to give him a sarcastic quip at being on her couch, she frowned at his words. Ana looked at her little brother for a moment. "Why?"
Post by NIKOLAI VITALI ALEKSANDROV on Jul 5, 2017 22:52:08 GMT -6
He didn't meet his sister's gaze, instead preferring to stare off at the wall. "Because I need answers. I need to know if our parents are alive, and I need to know why they made us run." Going back to the place they'd been made to leave probably wasn't his smartest idea ever, but it was the only option that he really saw in this situation. Sitting around in England wasn't getting them anywhere. "You're not invited."
Anastasia eyed her brother. Those were questions that she had for a long time. Why? Why had they been sent to England? What had their parents been involved in that they expected their children would get tied up in it to. Certainly nothing good. "I understand that." At his next words, her lip curled in amusement. Oh that was funny. He should have known better than to try that. "That's nice, Nikolai," she said. There was no way that he was going to Russia without her.
Post by NIKOLAI VITALI ALEKSANDROV on Jul 23, 2017 16:46:00 GMT -6
Of course his sister's reaction was no surprise to him. He knew Ana too well to think she'd just lie down and take his words at face value. But all the same, he had to try. Sometimes she did surprise him by going along with things or reacting in a way he hadn't predicted. He did like to think he was fairly good at reading people and deciding their reactions before they even had themselves. "You can't easily disguise yourself, sister dearest," he pointed out. "No one will know it's me if I go alone."
“Just because I can’t change my appearance at the click of my fingers, does not mean I can’t disguise myself,” she pointed out. “It may not be effective as your methods, but other magical disguises do also work.” They were admittedly easier to pull apart, but that did not mean that they were useless. “We’re far more likely to find something if there are two of us there to find it.”
Post by NIKOLAI VITALI ALEKSANDROV on Aug 3, 2017 17:00:27 GMT -6
"Other magical disguises are also more easily detected should someone get suspicious enough," he pointed out her thoughts. Especially things like Polyjuice, since it mimicked another person already in existence. "That's too risky." He couldn't deny having more people looking in more places would be useful, but he was in no hurry. He wanted this done correctly. "You're not coming with me."
He pointed out her thoughts, and Ana brushed it aside. It was a valid point but it was not enough of a deterrent for her to agree to stay in England. "It is my decision whether or not I go, брат, not yours." He could argue her going with him all that he liked, but he could not avoid her going on her own and happening across him. That was outside of his control.
Post by NIKOLAI VITALI ALEKSANDROV on Sept 22, 2017 16:19:53 GMT -6
A dark scowl crossed Nikolai's face. "No. This is too important to risk you screwing it up because you can't hide yourself well enough," he said harshly. He knew his sister was a stubborn woman; they were both stubborn to a fault. However, this was more than a matter of being stubborn. She would be a liability should someone recognize her or become suspicious. He couldn't risk them packing up and running away because she was being stupid.
Anastasia looked unfazed at her brother at his harsh words. If she got apprehensive at his trying to stop her doing things, well, that'd be a sorry sight indeed. "And give you all the credit of solving the mystery?" Not that was all this was about, even if some of it was. There was some appeal to the puzzle of it, but this was every part her past as it was his. She had ever right to be a part of discovering it.
And who listened to their younger siblings anyway?
Post by NIKOLAI VITALI ALEKSANDROV on Dec 12, 2017 22:59:33 GMT -6
"There won't be a mystery to solve if someone realizes who you are." It wasn't that he wanted the credit all to himself. He didn't want to leave his sister behind, but this was too risky to bring her along. It was a mission where even the slightest slip was the fast track to failure. And failure wasn't an option this time. Not that it ever really was, but especially not for this.
"Technically there still will be. I just won't be around to solve it." There was a difference then. "I'd rather die than sit around at home and twiddle my thumbs. If it's worth doing, it's worth risking my life for." She couldn't just stay in England and do nothing while her little brother went back to Russia. That was not happening.