Mischa Badoer
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Like a bullet; meant to be shot. You're a target, dead on the spot.
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 20, 2010 23:25:36 GMT -8
Mischa sighed as she laid sprawled on the bed. Running away was looking good right now... But where would she go? Venice she had her shitty dad and his shitty followers and Alaska had it's shitty memories and shitty snow. Where else? No where else. She was sure she had some form of family deep in the heart of Italy somewhere, but really she didn't want to leave. Mischa only wanted to run aware for fear Kevala was going to get hurt again all because of Mischa's job... Or her leaving Mischa because of it. Well fuckity fuck!>.> Mischa got up and ran down stairs (running down stairs meaning tumbling down them) Once landing she went into the kitchen and pulled out a can of pepsi. Mischa would never buy a can or bottle of pop if she was given the choice... But if it was ever in her fridge she would go down on that shit like a true born lesbian; Coca-cola....not so much. Then she slipped on the floor and spilled the sticky beverage all over the floor. Fuckity Fuck!
Just decided that was the phrase for the day.She got up and grabbed a mop to start cleaning it up..then gave up and sat on the couch with her half empty pop. What to do what to do? Well..what ever it is..it better come come because Mischa was getting super duper sad at the thought of something happening at her expense. Time for eternal whinging...
WAAAAAAAAAH
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 21, 2010 6:10:38 GMT -8
K[/size]evala had been taken home from the mob doctor's home as soon as it was clear that she would be okay. Somehow or another Ivan had heard what had happened and sure enough he had shown up at her door the very same day. Demanding that she get into bed and that he take care of her...Now, if yuo stop and think about this for a moment...it is rather funny....Despite the fact he was threatening to tell Gabriel if she did not do as he said......
Here was this huge, thug type guy who could crush most people with one hand and very little effort, who was madly in love with Kev and yet tried to hide the fact behind a very stotic and angered face.
But she had seen his room, the pictures, the file......He had given her a valentines gift, and when called out on his feelings he turned into a big ole' teddy bear.
Now he was in her home, waiting on her hand and foot and making her stay in bed...which she did not mind all too much other than the fact she had not heard from Mischa in some time now. Which really worried her.....
Maybe she had done something wrong....maybe she had caused the other girl too much trouble due to the whole kidnapping thing and now Mischa was having second thoughts.......Sure it had only been a couple days, but stil......
Crawling out of bed, Kev pulled on a pair of black workout pants and a tank top...about all she could manage given that her wrist had been placed in a cast and pins had been placed in it to keep it together....but at least eventually she would be able to use it.
The bruising on her face had started to fade, and though her arm hurt like hell where ll the stitches were. she really did not let that bother her...She had suffered worse......Making her way down ther stairs. She spotted Ivan seated on her couch, his eyes shooting her a very hostile glare as he rose to stand.
"Where do you think you are going?"
His large arms crossing over his chest....as he now stood looking down at her....
"You are going to take me to Mischa's. Now."
Needless to say he was not happy, but in the end, Kevala won as always and soon enough found herself at the girl's front door....just about to ring the bell when one of the men Mischa's guardian Demitri had working for him opened the door...Apparently about to leave.....Kev simply looked at him, his eyes going over her form before he motioned into the house...A silent indication that Mischa was there.
So, slipping past him, she made her way inside...to indeed find the girl seated there......Under the assumption that she had done something wrong, Kev approached the spot where she was and whimpered out softly....
"B...Baby?...
Instantly slinking down to her knees next to Mischa and nuzzling her head into the girls's lap. Kev was spoiled when it came to certain things....and affection was one of those things. She had gotten so used to Mischa being there, to cofprt jer even when she didc not know she was, that it had been torture for Kev to be alone as of the last few days.....
"I am sorry baby....I did not mean to cause such trouble between you and your dad....I really did not. Please...dont be anger with him....dont...leave me...."
Yes she was terrified tthat Mischa had not contacted her because she was going to call their relationship off....It was enough to bring tears to form lightly in Kev;s eyes as her head rested in the girl's lap now...biting her lip nervously.
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Mischa Badoer
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Like a bullet; meant to be shot. You're a target, dead on the spot.
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 23, 2010 13:39:24 GMT -8
Mischa heard Kevala's word as she approached her. Mischa's head turned but not fully; her eyes didn't even look at Kev.. the slight turn was to give Kevala's presence recognition. Next thing she knew Kev had sunk to the floor and her head was now in Mischa's lap. The girl always searched for affection and Mischa was always there to give it. She was a sucker and if the girl was sad and needed cuddles...Mischa would cuddle...yet again it was because Mischa loved hugs!....and Kev...
"I am sorry baby....I did not mean to cause such trouble between you and your dad....I really did not. Please...don't be angry with him....don't...leave me...."
Mischa smiled and shook her head... Weird how she was considering it. What would be worse? Leaving Kev to save her? or leaving her only to hurt her? If Mischa left then her dad would have won. That and he is gone now.. who else would try to keep them apart? Demetri liked Kev so he wasn't against anything.
"Don't do that..don't apologize." she placed a hand atop Kevala's head. "I want to be angry with him. Why should I be nice to the one who would do that to me...and to you especially." she sighed and set her pop can on the side table. "and I'm not going anywhere..." and there it was decided... Mischa told Kev she would never leave. The girl was continuously scared she would leave and it wouldn't be fair to get up and run away even though that would probably hurt Kev more in the long run.
"Feeling better?"
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 23, 2010 15:55:35 GMT -8
T[/size]hose words were enough to take away any worry that Kevala had in her heart start to fade. She could not help but close her eyes to the feel of Mischa's hand atop her head and nuzzle her head into the girls stomach as her body wiggled its way between her legs. Settling there comfortably.
She cradled her still heavily bandaged wrist in her lap as she sighed contently and then nodded to Mischa's question. A brush of her tongue to her lower lip as she cuddled into her love.
"Much better now. I was worried when you did not call or come by. I have been stuck at home with a love struck Ivan for days now...."
She tried to hide the pouty tone in her voice as her good hand came up and brushed against the other girl's thigh. Not in a sexual manner, just Kev had been missing her lovin's and honestly that was all she really desired right now.
Though deep down, the insecure part of her worried she was being a little too clingy. Maybe she should go without the lovins? The thought was scary cause honestly......Kev was getting used to it....and becoming just a tad bit spoiled.
Even if Mischa did not know that she was doing it.....she was. Those raven locks falling into her face and hiding the already fading bruises on her cheek.....Soaking up the warmth of Mischa's body and her heavenly scent.
"I love you baby....so much...I could never have given you up..no matter what..."
Her words soft and whispered as she once more nuzzled into Mischa and smiled happily.
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Mischa Badoer
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[M:-147]
Like a bullet; meant to be shot. You're a target, dead on the spot.
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Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 23, 2010 17:48:11 GMT -8
"Much better now. I was worried when you did not call or come by. I have been stuck at home with a love struck Ivan for days now...." Mischa laughed slightly as Kev made herself more comfortable.
"I was just clearing my head..."
"I love you baby....so much...I could never have given you up..no matter what..."
Mischa shifted so she would now be laying across the couch, laying on her side and her back to the back rest. With a huge smile she looked at Kev who would be still on the floor. "Yay! That is a good girl...Now as a reward you get to be the little spoon!"
Everyone loves to be the little spoon!
She patted the couch near her and held up her arm as if gesturing a hug! "Cuddles will make up for the lack of visits and excessive amounts of Ivan?"
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Feb 23, 2010 18:05:14 GMT -8
I[/size]f Kevala was capable of purring in that moment she would have. Her bright and happy smile curling on her lips as she wiggled and crawled her way up onto the couch and laid down beside Mischa.
Those icy hues falling closed once more as she giggled softly and wiggled her butt against the other girl....
"Yes, much cuddles."
Sometimes Kev could not help but act just a bit childish...though honestly it was part of her charm. A brush of her tongue over her lips as she let out a light and content little sigh.
"You....still want to move in right? I mean...I totally understand if you dont.....I just was asking...."
She said this a bit nervously, but for the most part she was just as relaxed as could be....feeling that warm body of the woman she loved pressed up against her so tightly.....It just felt........
Right.....
Like that was how it was supposed to be....at least to Kev anyways......
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