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[To Mihail, and generally most of the Romanian population, twenty years has not been such a long time. In fact, it's still very recent for most. Twenty years ago, the Romanian Revolution took place in Bucharest in a period of three days of street warfare in order to bring down the dictator, Nicolae Ceausescu. At the time, he had paid off all of Romania's debts to the world, but at a cost that the money used to pay debts was all the money Romania had. Τhen, he decided to build the biggest building in all of Europe for his palace, which left most of Romania poverty-stricken and miserable. At the end of the Revolution, he and his infamous wife, Elena, were executed for all of the Romanian people to see. It was a moment of victory for the Romanian people, and it was the only violent overthrow of a ruler in modern European history (aside from the Russian Revolution).

However, questions have been raised since if it was truly a revolution or another political party's coup d'état. Ceausescu's children have been some of the loudest leaders of this questioning, and thus have wanted DNA testing done to their parents' bodies to see if it is truly their remains in the graves. If so, they plan to have a large funeral for the dictator, in which a good portion of Bucharesters are not pleased with.

The Revolution and the dictator's regime are still fresh in Mihail's memory, and just as well, this news infuriates him. He would have much rather had Ceausescu stay in his grave and rot there than be dug up just so there can be some extravagant funeral for someone who had nearly ruined the city. So he's now in his room, nearly steaming over the news and trying to take deep breaths to keep himself from throwing a fit.
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Date: 2010-07-28 10:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-retracta.livejournal.com
[ If the only way Mihail will receive him is through misery, then Nicolae has no qualms in exploiting this weakness. With a smile, he saunters in with two glasses of wine (the Rissian; he gets none) and one of his finest bottles. ]

Date: 2010-07-29 02:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-retracta.livejournal.com
[ and he will continue doing it forever. ]

In light of recent events, I thought I could come to ... help.

Date: 2010-07-29 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
What exactly can you do?

[]

Date: 2010-07-29 11:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-retracta.livejournal.com
Don't push me, Mihai. [ as he tips the bottle of wine to pour into the glasses. ]

Date: 2010-07-29 11:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
I didn't think that was considered 'pushing', Nicu.

[]

Date: 2010-07-29 02:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
Will overheard Atlanta mentioning something about Bucharest being upset, so, being the nosy individual he is, he decided to check in on him.

He knocked on the door, waiting for the other to answer.

[ooc Atlanta is one of Bucharest's sister cities. and if that doesn't work Athens has Iaşi, Romania and Columbus has Bistriţa.]

Date: 2010-07-29 06:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He steps just into the room.
U-um.. hey. Ah heard ya migh' no' be... doin' so good taday? An' ah was wonderin' if ya wan'ed ta, ah dunno... get out or somethin'?

Date: 2010-07-29 06:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
[]

Thank you, Mr. William. That may do me better than to sit around here all day.

Date: 2010-07-29 06:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He nodded smiling.
Um... Ah got some gator meat ah've been meanin' ta fry up, ya wan' some?

Date: 2010-07-29 06:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
...Gator meat?

[]

Ah, sure.

Date: 2010-07-29 06:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He grinned.
Sweet. Don' worry, it tastes jus' like chicken.

Date: 2010-07-29 06:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
Oh, I've just never really eaten anything other than...what might be considered 'normal'?

[]

Date: 2010-07-29 06:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He shrugged.
Ah like eatin' gator. an' it ain't really tha' odd.... is it?

Date: 2010-07-29 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
[]

Aha, not at all! Perfectly normal!

Date: 2010-07-29 07:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
They shall be wonderfully awkward together.
Oh, good! so come on~ It won' take long fer it ta cook at all.

Date: 2010-07-29 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
Awkwardness makes life more fun.

Ya can jus' have a seat anywhere. Ya wan' somethin' ta drink?

Date: 2010-07-29 07:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He nodded.
Alrigh'~ Ah'm gonna have some sweet tea, so if ya wan' some a' tha' too all ya gotta do is ask.
He pours up the two glasses before going in search of the oil he needs.

Date: 2010-07-29 07:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He nods, gesturing to his glass of iced sweet tea on the counter.
I's apparently differen' from other folks. Seein' as how ah like it cold an' all.

Date: 2010-07-29 07:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
Cold tea? Sounds unusual.

[]

Date: 2010-07-29 07:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
Bit too hot at home ta be dealin' with hot tea. Cold tea's much better.

Date: 2010-07-29 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
I've never had that, honestly. I've always drank it hot as long as I've been drinking it. But that does make sense.

Date: 2010-07-29 07:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He nodded.
Ah think i's good. Ya can try some if ya wan'. He's found the oil now and is prepping it for frying.

Date: 2010-07-29 11:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
Oh, you wouldn't mind?

[]

That's...very sweet. And very cold.

Date: 2010-07-30 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He laughed.
Well we wasn' lyin' when we named it.

Date: 2010-07-30 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
[]

I'd prefer it warm and milder, I think.

Date: 2010-07-30 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He shrugged.
Ain't everyone's cup a' tea.

He then proceeded to laugh at himself.

Date: 2010-07-30 04:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
...That was a joke, yes?

[]

Date: 2010-07-30 04:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilwentdownto.livejournal.com
He waved his hand.
Jus' a bad pun, ignore me.
and he drops the gator into the frier.

Date: 2010-07-30 04:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] parcurs.livejournal.com
Mihai. [ Quirking her lips upward, almost unnaturally. The smile doesn't quite reach her eyes... ] You disappeared.

Date: 2010-07-30 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
[] Yes, I know. I'm sorry.

Date: 2010-07-30 04:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] parcurs.livejournal.com
Mother is worried. [ But still smiling, because that's what Mother does best. ]

Did you hear about Ceausescu?

Date: 2010-07-30 04:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com
I believed she would be. I've been worried about her as well, and you.

[]

Yes. I know. I'm not happy at all about it.
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