Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 8:31:57 AM)
(This user has entered I dunno, let's say... A junk yard?) (IP = 118.210.255.18)

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 8:32:16 AM)
(This user has entered I dunno, let's say... A junk yard?) (IP = 124.185.161.229)

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 8:32:58 AM)
*Doesn't lead you to a Junk Yard at all. Instead he takes you towards a nice hotel room. He has his hands in his pockets as he wanders there, apparently in no real rush.*

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 8:35:11 AM)
*Walking with a graceful step at his side, apparently no longer playing the role of hapless traveller, that cover seemingly blown she looks at the hotel and stops. Brows raised she turns to him, her arms folding accross her stomach as she manages to adopt that look of incredulous dissaproval that women of her family had used for generations.* Michael you cannot be serious.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 8:36:08 AM)
Do you just dislike hotels, or do you really think I did all this just to take you too a nice hotel and have sex with you? Cos either way I'm going to laugh. *Waggling his eyesbrows at you, he grins, jerking his head towards the hotel proper*

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 8:38:39 AM)
*Her lips quirk upwards in the beginnings of a smile that she fights down, one hand sweeping out towards the hotel as her index finger points first to herself and then to the offending building.* Do I truly look like the kind of girl you can meet, -not- buy a drink, throw yourself in front of a bus in front of then take to a hotel. You said you had something to show me, something important and the only thing you can show me in there, is not nearly as important as you think it is.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 8:40:02 AM)
You're only saying that because you haven't seen it yet. *Reaching out, he takes your shoulder gently and pushes you onwards* C'mon, stop being childish. Your childhood officaly ends tonight.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 8:42:12 AM)
My childhood officially ended many years Michael. *She finds herself being pushed towards the hotel room, not physically resisting even though she continued to look over her shoulder at him and her surrounds with open dissaproval.* I am not one of these women eager to find her way into your good graces by jumping into your bed, and if you say anything about making a woman of me I shall.... do something terrible to you, only I am not entirely sure what at this moment, rest assured I shall think of something!

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 8:44:11 AM)
You only think your childhood is over because, like a child, you think you know everything important... We're going to correct that. You head to the lift. *Heading up to the desk, he stops to talk to the desk clerk, organising a room for you and himself. He looks over his shoulder and waves you towards the elevator*

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 8:46:58 AM)
*Glaring at him for a long moment she waits where she is. Not entirely sure what she had expected, her wandering romantic heart certainly hadn't anticipated saving his life, revealing her darkest most secret thoughts and then being told to get the lift of a strange hotel room in return. Arms folding once more over his chest, Mikhail was shot questioning looks by the hotel attendent, no doubt curious as to why he had his pretty companion scowling at him from the middle of the foyer.*

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 8:48:23 AM)
*Whatever the attendent might have thought, he was in no position to make a complaint once services are paid for. Taking the strange, card swipe key, he moved back to the lift, beckoning to you again.* C'mon, will ya?

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 8:50:25 AM)
*Pausing for a moment she reluctantly followed him, if only for the opportunity to tell him in length exactly what she thought of him, his assumptions of her and spending a good deal on the mini bar before storming off. Stepping into the lift she leant back against the wall.* Do women always go with you when you say?

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 8:52:15 AM)
Sometimes they say no and storm off, but only because I want them too. *Nudging you playfully with his elbow, he leans back against the mirrored walls of the lift, folding his arms and tapping his foot as the 'ascending room' rises to the 6th floor. A ding announces that the lift has reached it's destination and he bows slightly, waving a hand for you to go first.* We're room 6-05

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 8:53:56 AM)
There is only a 'we' in this scenario for about ten minutes Michael. *She speaks as she walks past him, her chin a little raised in the air and her accent hitting his name in that strange way she has.* Two minutes for you to ask and eight for me to refuse with exact reasoning as to why.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 8:55:46 AM)
I'll remember you said that. *Swiping the card, he opens the door and steps in, holding it for you for a moment before he heads to the kitchen. He takes a moment to look around, waving his hand across the place with a sweeping gesture.* Nice... You want coffee? You'll prolly want coffee... Black? Milk?

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 8:58:22 AM)
No I am fine. *She swept her eyes over the hotel room quickly, wondering if she should be moderately less insulted by the fact that it wasn't a cheap motel room and why exactly she'd decided to give up ciggarettes in the first place. Moving over towards the window she holds back the curtain with her index finger and peers out into the darkness, taking a moment to admire the view before shaking her head and turning back towards the room.* MIchael this is a waste of time, and I have obviously given you the wrong impression about myself.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:02:34 AM)
*There is the sound of him messing with coffee mugs out of the cupboard, fixing you a coffee despite your request otherwise.* So you're not even in the least bit curious? You really think I did all this just to drag you up here and try and stick you with a meat shaft?... I'm hoping your understanding of motivations is a Little better then that, Anna. *Moving over towards you, he sets the coffee down next to you, holding a cup himself and taking a sip* C'mon. Before I show you, take one last guess at my reason for doing this.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:05:14 AM)
I don't know. *She frowns as he walks out, the coffee ignored as she looks into his eyes with her steady gaze that lends a strange steel of strength to her otherwise soft features.* At first I thought, I thought that we had made some connection, that a moment had passed between us that had meaning. Now I think your pride rails against a woman who was not ready to fling herself instantly into your arms and you seek to prove something to yourself, which I am certain you can do with one of the thousands of women that exist in this city.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:07:24 AM)
Alright, then all of this is going to be a painful shock to you... Here, forget about those other women. *Reaching a hand up, he grasps the wall, fingers slipping into it easily as if it were nothing... And with a yank, he pulls the solid stone across the window, stretching it with the grinding of stone on perfect wooden floors. The white, well painted wall stretches easily at his grasp, covering the large windows and utterly obscuring your view of the city outside*

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:10:11 AM)
*She blinks, her eyes becoming wide as the bag she has been carried drops from her arm to fall with a thud on the floor.* How? I mean... *She steps forward her hand going to where the window had been reaching out to touch the wall that had just magically appeared there.* It must be some kind of trick. *She looks to him swiftly, the airs and graces of the affronted lady abandoning her in the face of reality bending before her eyes.*

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:13:46 AM)
Anna, I want to give you the chance everyone dreams about. I want to pluck the stars from the sky and show you the face each one hides... I want to pull back a curtain and throw on the lights upon the depravity of the world for you to see it as it really is and watch you gasp in awe and horror at it... And I want to take my time doing it. All eternity, if need be. *Sitting down on the couch, next to your coffee, he folds one leg over the other, letting you inspect the wall. Naturally, it feels just like a wall would.* Right now, you're just a child, fooling yourself into thinking you know how the world works... Well, it doesn't work like that, Anna. Sorry to burst the bubble.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:17:01 AM)
*She breathes in quickly, her heart racing in her chest as she inspects the wall before her and for a moment it seems as though she barely hears a word that he says. When she finally turns towards him, a smile is upon her lips, her eyes dancing once more with that quick excitement that seems to leap out from her and tinge the air of the room with it's enthusiasm.* You are not what you appear to be. That is why you expect the world to fall in with your commands, it's why... *She stops, her head tilting to the side as the smile makes it's way to her eyes.* You were never in any danger from that bus were you. What did you say? What was going to drive me mad is that there was no bus scheduled for that time of night?

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:20:16 AM)
Oh! *Looks utterly delighted* You listened... You paid attention and you strung it together SO quickly!! Oh I knew you were the right one, Anna! *Slapping his hands together, he rubs them greedily, eyeing you.* You're quick and you're clever... You're also brave and kind, but that'll wear off in time I hope, because you'll need all the cunning, cowerdice and self preservation where you're going. *Looking around for a moment, he looks back to you, waving a hand around the room.* You prolly don't feel like sitting down, right? Got a kind of... Heart racing engery?

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:24:20 AM)
*The band finally falling from her hair she steps forwards and towards him, chestnut curls bouncing down gently around her shoulders as she looks to him with sparkling eyes, chin raised just a little once more though this time there is no aggression to the movement.* I am not cowardly, and never shall be, and if sitting is needed then I can sit... *She grins suddenly, the dimple of mischief peeking out from the corner of her mouth as she finds herself finally living in exactly the kind of adventure she had dreamed of, and cannot help but admit herself honestly to him.* But I admit that I had really rather not sit down, it seems poor spirited considering the circumstances. Only where am I going Michael?

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:27:06 AM)
You're going back out there, only no longer ignorant. You're going to head back out into the world and know that everything has changed and nothing will ever be the same... And that one little mistake, one little slip of the tongue, could kill you. *Waving it away, he smiles lopsided, his usual wicked grin.* Don't worry about sitting. I'll tell you to do a lot of things, but when to be comfortable or not isn't one of them. *Putting his hands together, he gestures at you openly with them.* Okay, you ready to hear this?

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:29:51 AM)
Ready or not the first step has already been taken has it not and if it were possible for me to change my mind, you likely would have told me in some grand sweeping way by now. *She grins at him unable to help herself as she perches on the arm of the chair opposite him, for no other reason than to bring her eyes in line with his.* So you'd best tell me and tell me quickly before I convince myself it's all a dream and nothing remarkable has happened at all.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:33:57 AM)
There is another option, but amazingly few people are interested... I guess you could be one of the rare few, we'll see. *Settling back, he begins* I'm not going to tell you everything... In fact, I'm not going to tell you Most things, I'm only going to tell you somethings. The things that it's most useful for me to tell you and for you to know. I don't doubt in time that you'll figure out the rest... And when you do, I wont hold it against you for doing so, but for now... Well, let's start with the basics. *Jerking his thumb at the window that used to be there, he looks at the wall that is there now.* That place we walked through to get here? It's a farm... A farm for you to grow in and travle through and to be kept inside the fences to breed and wander and think you're free range. You know that, deep down inside, don't you? You've wandered the world enough to know that the city is a hive that exist to produce the precious nectre

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:36:59 AM)
*She nods watching him closely, feeling that sense of connection, that kinship that she had found with him upon the pavement flare into existence once more.* It's why I have to keep moving, travelling, getting caught in it, spending my life trapped in some existence that the world has chosen for me... that -is- to die. Only no one else see's it that way Michael, besides you know full well that you chose me in order for me to find the answers to the riddles that you speak, so we both know you -want- me to find out the things you will not say and the meanings that exist in the spaces between your words.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:39:09 AM)
*Laughing, he admits it with a grin.* Maybe, some of it. Don't ever make the mistake of thinking you already know everything... Even I don't make that mistake. What's important here is, however, the farmers who keep the farms. You're going to be my wolf in sheeps clothing... And I want you to sniff out and watch the Farmers at every oppertunity you get.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:40:58 AM)
*She laughs at that, a bright tinkling sound that sets her eyes dancing with life once more.* Which means to say that you are going to use me shamelessly in return for an adventure and trust in my recklessness to make me agree? Very well, I shall agree Michael, even though I think we both know I have no choice but to do so. Does this make you a wolf or farmer though?

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:42:30 AM)
Well, those aren't the only two options... *Holding up a hand to ward off the suggestion.* Have a sip of coffee, there's more to explain.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:44:10 AM)
*She reaches for the coffee, considering suddenly that she'd much rather have something stronger, yet he seems obsessed with her drinking the brew and with so many exciting things before her it seemed hardly relevant to start a disagreement over which beverage to drink.* Shall we start there then? Will you not tell me what you -truly- are? We did say one honest answer for another did we not and the night is not over yet.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:46:24 AM)
No, but I'll tell you this instead. Like any wolf in amoung sheep... You'll be higher on the food chain then them, but the farmers will be higher then you as wel. If anyone notices you playing sheep and figures out what you're up too... You're dead. *Once again he holds up one hand in a gesture, asking you to stop, looking at you... Semi seriously* Do you understand what I'm saying? If they notice you, you will die. There's no real doubts about it.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:48:19 AM)
*She smiles at that, watching him utterly unabashed by his warning.* Michael if I had wanted safety I would never have made it this far to meet you. If you had wanted me kept safe you would never have brought me here to speak to me. We both know that.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:50:25 AM)
Hey! I want you to live as well... If you fuck up and get killed they might turn on me next, so you do your job, okay?? *Slapping the back of one hand against the palm of the other.* I'm serious now, don't get caught and don't get killed, okay? I'm not yelling at my reflection here, I expect you to survive.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:52:45 AM)
Well i expect I shall, but Michael I cannot know exactly what you are speaking about until you tell me. *She smiles and finally sips at the coffee, the sparkling gaze holding his over the rim of the cup.* Some magic, some wonderious secret world of wolves and farmers is not a great deal for me to base my judgements upon. You said you will tell me the true nature of things, and I have already agreed to play a role within them. *She teases him lightly, gently, her happiness making it almost impossible to be entirely serious.* But -must- you continually lecture about safety? It does quite spoil the mood of things.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 9:55:52 AM)
I know, but I don't do this every night. You're an investment, and I need you to remember that if you die, I'm going to want my investment back... Suffice to say, there are other people like me in the city. None of them are the Same as me, but they are similar too me... And I want you to pretend to be an ignorant, nobody, goofy mortal woman. But instead of ignoring the obviousness of everything that you will see, I want you to pay attention and tell me everything. Sometimes I'll even want you to do specific things... For now, thou, I want you to watch and learn.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 9:59:04 AM)
*She chuckles another sip taken before the mug is dropped to rest upon her knee, her romantic mind already weaving wonderous tales of her tragic and unbearably dramatic death.* Yes but you will have to take your investment back from my murderers and wreak a bloody and terrible vengence upon those who stole the life of your strange and somewhat mysterious faithful friend. *Grining she looks at him with a nod.* Watching I can do, and learning is easy when people notice you, for they tend to want to speak of themselves far more than they want to hear about you. Only still Michael you do not say exactly -who- I will be watching or -why- I am watching them for you.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 10:00:25 AM)
*Nor does he.* I can take back my investment even if you're dead, don't doubt that... Death is something I'm denying you in the traditional fashion tonight.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 10:02:36 AM)
We did both say we'd be dissapointed if you turned out to be a serial killer. *She smiles at that, the seriousness within him piquing her interest, her attention as she watches him closely.* You said something about death back in the streets. You said that people weren't slowly dying, that instead they were dying quickly... you also said that such would not be my path, only did you mention me selling my soul?

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 10:03:48 AM)
You've done that already, it's too late to undo it now. *Shakes his head quickly* But, yes, they are dying quickly... Much faster, night after night... And in 400 years, when you're still the same age you are now, you'll see just how short their life span is and how quickly it burns out.

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 10:04:48 AM)
Four hundred years? *She blinks a little in shock, her eyes never leaving his as she tries to piece the random bits of information he gave her together.* Michael how old -are- you?

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 10:05:29 AM)
*Again, he doesn't answer.* Hey, that's 400 years is you're SMART, okay?? Stupid people stop living just as fast as anyone else...

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 10:07:26 AM)
*She smiles a little, the coffee cup placed to the side as she stands up and starts towards the bar fridge, a gentle hint of reproval in her voice.* You say that you chose me because I am smart, that you will answer questions honestly so long as I do the same and yet you continue to treat me like a child.

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 10:09:28 AM)
*Standing up, he dusts himself off.* Tomrrow night we'll meet again, talk some more... I'll tell you the names and faces of some people you should be looking out for, okay? (Don't forget to make a request for yourself as 1 step bound, if not ghouled depending on if you finish that coffee or not)

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 10:10:52 AM)
*She smiles as she turns to look at him, leaning back against the fridge.* We are leaving then?

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 10:11:24 AM)
Yup, for now/ Tomrrows another day thou... (I gotta jet. Much love)

Anna Karenin (May 20, 2011 10:11:44 AM)
(ty for the scene! Go have fun will put a request in for ghouling now!)

Mikhail Poleski (May 20, 2011 10:11:59 AM)
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