†001 - What do they expect me to do?

[bucuresti]

[Romania's elections have recently taken place, with some odd results. Two major parties tied and in an attempt to help political and economical situations, the country has declared a New Centralist government, definitely in contrast of their past communist government. However, this new turn has left the capital feeling rather off and somewhat ill. Mihail has taken to reclining on his couch, trying to settle his churning stomach and battling a very persistent headache. After all, there's obvious unrest at home and he can feel all of it.

As of now, he's curled up in a parka (real fur-lined, indeed) and in more nauseous moments, he seems to think a glass of absinthe can help, so he's been making return trips to the kitchen and thus, slowly draining an absinthe bottle. He's confused enough that he doesn't realize it's only making him feel worse. Hopefully, things will die down over Christmas enough for a reprieve, but there doesn't seem to be any signs of that.]

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[reabilituvaty.livejournal.com]

Mihail. You don't look so well... [ Pause. ] Is that absinthe?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[] Ah, yes it is. I'm not really feeling...my best at the moment.

[reabilituvaty.livejournal.com]

I am, ah... not sure drinking is the best solution to that. [ She starts to fiddle with the ring on her finger. ] I could bring you something to eat. Or maybe medicine?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

It...isn't? []

Anything you would like to do, Stasya, is fine with me.

[reabilituvaty.livejournal.com]

I -- will be back in a few minutes, then.

[ And when she does return, she's brought a (reheated) bowl of varenyky in borscht (http://pics.livejournal.com/reabilituvaty/pic/00002ft2) and (not knowing what else to take) some ibuprofen. ]

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

Thank you very much, Stasya. This was very thoughtful.

[reabilituvaty.livejournal.com]

Ah, not at all... I just hope you enjoy it. And that you feel better soon. [ Pause. ] Is, ah -- is something bothering you?

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He's not sure if he knows this man but... he doesn't look so good.
Darlin'?
...
Are ya alrigh'?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

I've had worse, Mr. William.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He nods slowly.
Bu' tha' don' mean this is good... Can ah help?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

Civil unrest and bad politics, Mr. William. That seems to be my problem at the moment. They don't even care that it is near the holidays.

[devilwentdownto.livejournal.com]

He nods.
Unrest... tends ta not care if i's a holiday or not. Bu' ah doubt tha', He gestures at the glass. 'll help ya any.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[] It's worked for me in the past. I lived off this for a few years back under Russian occupation. Luckily, I hardly remember that.

[moskva-prince.livejournal.com]

{Time to make that headache worse, have a Moscow.}

Hello gypsy, are you feeling well?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

I'm feeling fantastic, Dimitri. Can't you tell?

[moskva-prince.livejournal.com]

Not really; you just look like you are cold.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Just a little bit. []

[moskva-prince.livejournal.com]

You should get a heater in here then.
It is a terrible thing to get sick, and Christmas is right around the corner.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Aren't heaters expensive?

And yes, it doesn't exactly do me well to have an illness during one of the happiest times of the year. Regrettable, isn't it?

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ upon seeing mihail in his moment of weakness, a (not-so) little city shuts the door and cautiously (hesitantly, maybe?) knocks. ]

Are you alright?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

Oh, Yuri. Come in, please. []

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ stock-still until finally he opens the door. he would like to pretend he didn't see a glimpse of that wounded face earlier -- the fact that his voice sounds pleading is slightly...er...worrisome? ]

Ah, Mihail. Hello.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[] You can come in all the way. I'm not contagious. []

[gulags.livejournal.com]

That is not what I am worried about. [ it slipped. for some reason, he is very unnerved -- nevermind this is his first attempt at striking conversation with someone who is not russian. thanks, moscow, for at least giving him that freedom. ]

Do you need anything?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

Just company would be good enough.