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nina natale (nnn) wrote in darkestdays,
@ 2009-10-26 23:15:00

Who:: Natalya Novokoff & Dimitri Novokoff
Where:: Nina's room
When:: Backdate - 24th October, Afternoonish
What:: She's going for shopping, brothers are for protecting
Rating:: We'll see?

There were many things that Natalya looked her best for, in fact, the number of things she made sure too look her best for far outweighed the things that she did not care too. It was to a level that if she did not look her best it was a bigger insult to the gala/situation/person then it would have been to take as a compliment if she were to dress up for whatever it was. To say that Natalya Novokoff was vain would have been an understatement; to say that she was unaware of it would have been a lie or a strong misunderstanding of her character. However, Nina did not dress to the nines for others, she did it for herself because she enjoyed looking at herself, the garnered attention was always just an added plus for her.

There was only one person that she bothered with besides that, one person and one person only that actually was more important then her own self. What her brother thought of her, what her brother wanted to see her in was the most important thing of all, and his approval ranked above her own (at least in most things).

So when he offered to take her out, she was surprised first and then anxious second. Her level of perfection grew eleven notches and she could not disappoint. But before all that, she needed a hit, and luckily she had just enough left over to focus her for the day.

After cutting and snorting and cleaning up the evidence she was in her closet in naught but underwear and (the currently) winning pair of heels. Sure she had told him she was ready, and of course he had said he was on his way over; but he should have known better. The only time Natalya was ever on time for anything (even if she planned it) was the stage; and even then there had been close calls.

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novokoff
2009-10-27 04:48 am UTC (link)

Dimitri hadn't planned on spending his free time shopping with Natayla but he didn't trust anyone else to watch after her. He wasn't blind to his sister's faults, even if he often excused them. She attracted trouble like no other and his father had good reason to worry. He had missed her at any rate, they never seemed to have time to catch up.

He reached her apartment key in hand when he thought better of it. His hand slid over the handle, pausing a moment before carefully turning the knob. It was unlocked. Unlocked. His face pinched into a tight scowl, his hands fisting in anger. She. Knew. Better. Was she trying to get herself snatched? He was going to have to start locking her inside.

He slid inside, closing the door with a sound. He slid across her apartment, his feet light in a way that he had been trained in a long time ago. He saw her standing by her closet, still in her underwear for fuck's sake. He could have been anyone! His eyes flashed dangerously as he sprinted forward, one arm pining her to him and the other going around her throat a bit too tightly. "No wonder you need a babysitter," he said lowly, his mouth against her ear.

His hold on her throat loosened but he didn't step away. "Well, so much for being ready," he said, dryly, giving her current outfit a once over from over her shoulder. In heels? Seemed a bit much but that way Natalya. She was thinner, he would have to talk to her about that. "Wear that one," he said simply, pointing to a little red number.

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nnn
2009-10-27 05:13 am UTC (link)

It was the harsh hand around her, sliding around an elbow and pinning her arm tightly behind her back that made her aware of another presence; and for a split moment, as another hand came up around her throat, she felt her heart begin to pulse in panic, thudding hard and heavy in her chest. She didn't admit to fear, but if he could have caught her eyes, the blue would have shown with it. Natalya knew who she was, understood the need for precautions-- and knew she should be more careful. Only, she never was, she was too full of herself to think anyone would ever dare touch her.

And she was right. As her brother's low gravelly voice blew hot across her ear a shudder went down her spine and she jerked lightly at her arm that he held, though not to get away, just to put up the act of the fight even if--now knowing it was him--she was content where she was.

"I do not. You are here and I am fine." She said leaning back as he loosened his grip on her. Turning her head so she could look at his profile she smiled as if a little girl in a doll store, beaming with innocence and gaiety. "When have I ever been on time?" Not bothering with an answer Natalya kissed Dimitri's cheek and slid away from him pulling the red dress he pointed to off its hanger and held it up to herself. "This one?" She said with a head tilt, biting at her lip as she looked up at him.

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novokoff
2009-10-27 05:21 am UTC (link)

"That one," he said simply wandering over her bed and laying down. "You said you were ready, that has nothing to do with being on time." Not that anything like that would bother Natayla. She liked making people wait on her. She could get away with it, people weren't always so lucky. He wasn't in any particular rush to go shopping so there was really no rush.

"You know better," he began, a tired sort of tone he learned from his mother. "It takes five seconds to lock your door. I could have come in an shot you and no one would be able to do anything about it. It wont always be me. You'll be lucky if they just kill you, you know. Italians, Irish, they aren't above doing much worse." Even if he was scum enough to believe in rape, they weren't worth fucking. A shot to the face? Now that he could help them with.

His hands idly played with her sheet, relaxing and taking in the comfort of her room. Father had provided for her well. "When is the last time you ate anything? Soon you're going to be see through." He was nagging, just a bit, but no one else was looking out for her. Not honestly at least.

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nnn
2009-10-28 12:45 am UTC (link)

She barely watched him move away from her instead busing herself with getting the dress off the hanger and slipping off her shoes, the heels she had on no longer matched the dress she would be wearing. "I never said I was ready Dimitri, I just asked if you were." She said throwing a smirked glance his way before moving further into the closet.

Biting her lip as her gaze darted around the other strappy heels, the dress draped over her arm Natalya eventual grabbed a pair before moving out to where Dimitri was and where the full length mirrors covered the wall. Toeing the shoes to the side she moved to pull the dress over her, sliding it over her body as she spoke back to him. "We are at home only an idiot would dare touch me this far in the territory. They wouldn't get past the front lounge."

Tousling her hair as she spoke her head turned then slightly to look over at him and gave him a scathing sort of look, even if the side of her lips curled in amusement. "Stop being Mama, you're too pretty for that." Running her hands over her waist to smooth out the dress, she then turned to her brother, walking to stand in front of him as he still lay, draped, over the bed.

With a languid graceful stretch of her limps she then slid over him, carefully moving her knees on to the mattress next to him, straddling above him; spine vertical as she moved to hike up the tight material of her dress. Looking down at him, Nina smirked and tilted her head once more ticking. "We don't want you getting wrinkles."

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novokoff
2009-10-28 01:44 am UTC (link)

"I'd argue with you but I'm sure in your mind you said no such thing. I should know better," he said, humor behind his grin. He didn't mind her taking her time, he could be a bit meticulous when he wanted to. He liked that his sister was so beautiful, it gave him another reason to show off. Natalya did seem to enjoy being shown off, even if she denied it.

"The reasons to be cautious is because there is a first time for everything. Don't get overconfident, you're too beautiful to be killed so young." He didn't trust the rival mobs with anything, especially not someone he loved. She couldn't afford to be careless, he couldn't afford for her to be careless.

"I'm not pretty," he growled, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. She could get away with such a comment, no one else. Barely her. She knew he hated that fucking word. She walked out and he gave her a once over, nodding his head in approval. "Nice."

He merely raised an eyebrow at her show. She did like to push the edges, even with her own brother. She better not be doing this for all her guests. He would have to put a stop to that. He ran his hand along her collarbone, bringing his hand up to cup her chin. "We wouldn't want you wasting away."

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nnn
2009-10-28 02:06 am UTC (link)

Her eyes smirked nearly as well as her lips, and she was so highly amused at his denial of the word. Moving a hand to his chest, leaving the other resting on her thigh she tilted her chin up and let the smirk play across all the features of her face. "Almost as pretty as me.

"And you worry too much brother dear." As he continued to speak, looking at her like he was, as if he was going to kill someone as she teased him, her eyes closed and she took in a deep breath just as she felt his hand curl around her chin. "I eat when I need too and you and Daddy would never let anything happen to me." Bending down on her elbow as her hand rested on his chest; she moved a little closer to him, smirking the god-awful over-confident smirk.

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novokoff
2009-10-28 02:17 am UTC (link)

"You're not pretty. Don't let anyone brush off your beauty that way. We both know you're one of a kind." He wasn't complimenting her, merely stating a fact. His sister didn't need her ego brushed. She was a human piece of art, that made protecting her that much more important. She was living grace and you couldn't teach that.

"I always worry." She was playing him and he knew it. That didn't mean it wasn't effective. The girl was pure sin and she dragged everyone around her into the madness. He never minded. He doubted anyone else did either. "You need to learn to care for yourself. You know how, you just like giving us heart attacks."

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nnn
2009-10-28 02:39 am UTC (link)

There was only a flash of the childlike innocence that hid inside of Natalya at his compliment before she was smirking and sucking in her lips, wetting them at his mention. "I know." Still, having him say it was all that she ever needed, even if the rest of the word got tired of her, he wouldn't-- he was her brother, her Dimitri.

Slowly moving her other hand to his chest, she arched over him and pursed her lips into a small grin. "You all take too good of care of me, why should I?" She was teasing, maybe; either way it amused her to prod at him, and she had a feeling he didn't mind the games either.

Leaning closer with every breath, she moved to brush her lips against his jaw before sitting up, pushing with her hands on his chest once more vertical and grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Are you ready yet?" Her words were teasing as she slid off his body to stand once more, after all she had shoes to put on.

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novokoff
2009-10-28 03:48 am UTC (link)

His hands went to her hips on instinct, making himself more comfortable. Some might think they were too close but it had always been this way. She was his world and he wouldn't let others tell him it was wrong. She was his sister, that was enough.

"We might not be fast enough." Hard to believe but painfully true. "I'm beginning to think you enjoy worrying me too much. Is it a sport, hmm? See how long it takes to make me pop? Whatever it is, you have to remember that they aren't playing." If anyone hurt her this town would burn down with his fury, of that much he was positive.

He merely smirked as she kissed his jaw, his hands tightening. "After you, Princess." He rose from the bed easily, wrapping an arm around her shoulder as he kissed the soft skin under her ear. "I can't wait to see what torture you have in store for me."

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