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Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

As you mentioned it wasn't something you were familiar with, I looked slightly disappointed, but tried to keep as straight of a face as possible. Using the phone as a translator was quite smart. It was something I could us to both help me learn and improve my Russian as well as help me communicate with people without speaking Russian at the moment. A genuine smile consumed my expression. I was extremely amused with the phone. I had never had a smartphone before. Out in the south, we lived in a small town, where most people didn't have phones let alone smartphones. I had fiddled with some here and day from the occasional person showing me the phone and through looking at smartphones at stores but I could never afford one. Jeez. Got me thinkin' that it's smarter than me. I was referring to the phone, but I was kidding. Listening to you carefully speak Russian made the smile on my face continue to grow. There was something incredibly foreign about the Russian language. Out in the US, most people who didn't speak English, spoke Spanish, some times French, and some times Italian but those were Latin languages. Russian was slavic. It was sharp, powerful, but more than anything else it was extremely masculine. Most girls swoon over accents, but I never thought I could be a girl who would find something like that to enhance a man's attractiveness... but in that moment, I strangely did. You know what I like? I reached for the phone, playfully snatching it from you. Your voice. I said casually, before taking a step closer to you, pointing to you, and repeating, YOUR voice. I gave a sweet smile and turned the translator off on the phone. I slipped the phone into my ass pocket of my ripped skinny jeans. Ya don't need a machine to chat with me. Walking over to the couch, I took a seat down, next to you. Backtracking to your previous question, I corrected, Nah. Not who I am. Who I appear to be... to other people. I took the keyboard from your hand, but rather than searching a name into Pipl, I hovered my fingers over the keyboard. I stared at the television with an completely blank expression. Looking down, I frowned lightly before handing the keyboard back to you. No. I replied, simply, None.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

The playful way she took the phone away and shut off the translator had him grinning right back at her. For the first time he didn't see her as some lost part of his old life but as the vibrant and youthful southern girl she was. He had loved those girls when they had moved south for the first time. The accent was so much smoother than anything he had heard anywhere else they had lived in the states and it wasn't that things moved slower in that part of the country but it just seemed to be more laid back and relaxed which he had embraced whole heartily. He turned away as he tried not to imagine her in the place where the girls he had just compared her to ended up. He had gotten lucky in those days. He had been smart and able to talk to them better than most of the boys his age at the time not to mention the advantage of being new to the area. Forcing the thought out of his mind Markus waited to see who she would search for. Fine, no phone but English is rusty. I don't use it much here. He looked at her completely confused by her answer to his question. He had a few fake identities but they were all to change who he was in case he got caught and someone tried to hunt him down. He didn't see why you would need to change how you appear to be to others. Explain. Please, why do you want to appear as someone else? He held back on adding that he could get her a new identity if she asked since he didn't want to unless that was a good reason for it. Even with the people he knew there was still a risk of something going wrong. He took the keyboard but was even more confused than before. He didn't see how she could not have at least one person that she didn't want to find some dirt on. He said nothing though and just shut down the web browser then set the keyboard and mouse on the coffee table as he scanned one of the command line windows that were still open and running one program or another on the desktop. He forced himself to look away from the screen and looked over at Margaret. So you like my coat? He was half joking but she still had the coat on so he was wondering if the apartment was to cold and he had just not noticed or if she actually liked the coat.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

Ya English aint so bad. I nudged your with my elbow playfully. Giving a charming smile, my eyes fixated on you. I don't even know no Russian, so... ya'll doing pretty good compared to me. Lightly giggling, I tried to keep the focus away from the serious subject - me changing my identity. But I had opened a can of worms - one far bigger than I could have anticipated. I didn't realized I would lunge myself into a one on one question, even though it was the obvious outcome. I sorta thought it would be swept under a rug - more of a question in passing. I should have known better. I uh... I hesitated, as if I was being careful with my words - and carefully selecting the words I wanted to speak. I want a fresh start, here, in this new life. I looked sincere. I wanna change my name. Shifting my eyes slightly, I grinned. I fell silent for a moment, but that silence was quickly broken as you commented on the coat. Looking slightly confused, I looked down only to indeed realize I still had the coat. I laughed slightly, shaking my head as I started to remove it. Jeez, I must love this here coat of yours. It's so dang warm, my body is relying on it. Pulling it over my shoulder, I handed it back to you. Without quite thinking, I blurted out - It smells like you. Realizing how creepy that sounded, I smirked nervously and handed the coat back to you. Before anything could become of it, I interrupted. There's... uh... something you should know. I swallowed roughly. Pulling my hands together, I clasped my palm nervously. Unable to make eye contact in that moment. It was almost as if I was admitting to having sex for the first time to a parent. It was that kind of tension - but that wasn't it. Mom and Dad... they didn't die in no car accident. Pausing, my eyes returned to yours as I slowly exhaled. At least, not quite like they told you.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

Thanks, it is embarrassing to see how much I have almost forgotten. He laughed softly at her giggle but he didn't say anything else as he waited for her to tell him why she wants a new ID. The reason she gave was understandable enough but he didn't see why she would need it now when she was in a new country unless she had done something bad noteworthy enough that a normal user could find it online. He glanced at the keyboard and had to stop himself from picking it up and doing a search on her. The desire was so powerful that he had to cross his arms to stop himself from giving in to the urge. He was so used to just searching for anything whenever he wanted to but he didn't want to piss her off by searching her while she sat right next to him. Laughing at the confused look on her face when she realized she was still wearing the coat. Taking it back he smiled and shrugged. We can get you one tomorrow. I have a few of th. He stopped mid word and looked over at her wondering if she was having issues with seeing him as a sibling but he couldn't think much about it as she started talking again. Markus thought that she going to explain why she wanted a new start but when she mentioned their parents he looked away from her and toyed with the coat in his hands. It didn't matter that she had broken eye contact. Taking a quick breath he leaned back into the couch and looked back at her determined not to say the wrong thing. Opening his mouth to ask what she meant he stopped himself and studied her face for a few seconds before trying again. Okay, what do I not know about it? He really didn't want to know but he thought that she probably felt like he needed to know. His family had been dead to him for so long that it was more of a shock to hear that he was his sisters legal guardian then the news of his parents deaths.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

My mouth opened, but nothing came out. My eyes were wide as I stared at you - but I was like a blank paper. I had a worried expression to my face, but I wasn't making a sound. Nothing. It was like I was trying to speak, but I had a knot in my throat. In that moment, I felt numb - nearly helpless. I wasn't prepared to tell you, but I had too. My open jaw slowly closed as I took a deep breath and buried my face in my hands. I ran my hands over my face and forehead, before pulling my bangs out from my face and bracing myself for the inevitable truth. Letting out a deep, frustrated sigh, I rose suddenly from the couch snatching the keyboard from the table and taking it with me. Taking a few steps away from the couch, I kept my back to you. There was a car accident... but that's not what killed them. Typing into the keyboard Tragedy strikes Louisiana - multiple hits on the web browser instantly pop up. Links to multiple items with horrific titles 'Fatal car accident leads to the death of a couple - Police say homicide-suicide' 'Man tries to kill himself with wife's dead body in the car' 'Man murders his wife, nearly kills himself trying to discard the body' I swayed my body to turn back around and face you slowly placing the keyboard back on the table. With the upmost regret, I turned to look at you. He strangled her, then he tried to dispose of her. Like she was some kind of piece of trash. My eyes started to water slightly, but it was clear I was fighting to keep it together - and mostly succeeding. He lost control of the car, and slammed head on into a tree. The car was obliterated. I paused and took a breath. And so was she. I moved a hand over my mouth, but took a breath - wiping all sense of sadness from my mind, and keeping strong. Bastard survived, but he... Pausing, I had to take a moment. Damn coward killed himself in the hospital.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

As Markus watched her seem to fight to even tell him what was on her mind he almost told her to not tell him if it was this painful. He kept his mouth shut though and waited for her to speak. When she finally did start her words just confused and frustrated him until he saw what she was searching. It was the head lines that caused his fingers to first go limp then clench a few moments later as the implications of what he had not been told started to sink it. Her words were what hammered it home and even though he was shocked by what had happened a small part of him was not surprised by the situation. That realisation just made the old guilt that he had never been able to shake after he didn't reply to the emails his mother had sent to him resurface. He looked up at her his eyes only slightly misty as he fought to keep back his tears. He stood up as she took a moment before telling him that their bastard of a father had killed himself instead of facing his fate. Markus didn't even think about it as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him as he spoke softly to her. I'm sorry. I should have come back. He fell silent as he finally gave up fighting his sadness and let his tears roll down his cheeks as he cried silently as he held onto her. Markus didn't know how long her held onto her but as he started to calm down he knew that he would do everything he needed to give her the fresh start she wanted. At the moment he just wanted to try and lighten the mood a bit. Smiling a bit to himself he put his lips close to her ear as he whispered. Still liking my smell? He pulled back and kissed her forehead before loosening her grip so she could pull back if she wanted to . He knew he had a lot to make up for and he was going to do his best to make up for every moment he had missed with Margaret.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

As you stood up, my eyes wandered from the many headlines to you. I didn't know what else to say I had been left speechless, as I'm sure you were too. Swallowing heavily, I could only think of the many possibilities of the emotions you were feeling. But the reality was, you could be angry, sad, or you could very well have no emotion towards it be unphased. But as you pulled me into your arms, I knew in that moment that you felt something. My arms did nothing but wrap around your torso. It was instant I wanted to be in your arms. I held onto to you as if my life depended on it. Burying my face into your chest, I tried to hold back the tears, but couldn't. Apologizing only made it worse for me it saddened me further. Not that you hadn't come back, but that I never had the opportunity to leave with you. No... I reassured, though still kept my head pressed against you. Ya shouldn't have... ya did the right thing for you . I sniffed but swallowed it down. I only wish I had left with you. I continued to hold onto you, making the embrace last quite a while before I heard your whisper. Breaking out into a laughter, I pulled back from you and wiped the tears from my eyes. I tried to keep my mascara from running. Yeah... I smiled, before admitting, It's comfortin'. Makes me wanna stay in your arms.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

He couldn't help but wonder if he would have been so forgiving in her place but he tried not to think about it to much as he wasn't sure i wanted to know. Her laughter brought a smile to his lips as he let his arms drop to his sides before following her lead and wiping away his tears. Her answer just kept his smile as if her words gave him the strength to not dwell on the past. My arms are open to you any time then. His smile faltered slightly as he seemed to be thinking about what he wanted to say. I want to be here for you, but I can't. No. He shook his head eve as he rubbed the back of his head as if that would help him remember the words he was looking for. I will be as good as I can to you but I do not know if I will ever see you as a sister. To much time apart. He sighed but his hand on her cheek and stroked it. It will probably just get harder after we can you a fresh start. Letting his hand drop he looked up at the time and decided it had been long enough since he last ate. Turning to the coffee table on reflex to pick up his phone and stopped as he realized that it was still in her back pocket. Turning back to her he asked. You like pizza? He knew he should make her something Russian but he didn't feel like cooking so he was hoping she would be fine with just having something be delivered. As he waited for her answer he moved in close again as if to give her another hug but this time he let his hands slide down her back in search of the phone. As soon as he found it he quickly slid it out of her pocket cupping her ass for a moment to get the leverage needed to slide it out of the pocket without digging inside it to get the phone back. He stepped back once he had the phone in his hand he checked to make sure he had not missed any calls or texts before sending a quick on off himself. Tech and a reason to use it were some of his most annoying traits since he would not be able to not use a piece of tech for long once he had it in his hands. It had gotten him into trouble a few times over the years but never enough to make him break the habit.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

Seeing you with the few tears strolling down your face only made me appreciate you so much more. It was assurance that you did actually care, and that you did feel sorry and remorse for leaving. It also showed me you cared about me - and that only made me smile more. Perhaps I just needed that to feel like I was wanted, and cared for. I had lacked that for so long, and now, I have the slightest shred of care - and I'm delighted. I could do nothing but nod lightly. Understanding what you were saying, I gently placed my hand on your arm in a caring gesture to reassure you that I really did understand. I get it. It did sadden me, although momentarily, that you could never see me truly as a sister, but the reality was - it just wasn't that kind of relationship, and probably never would be giving the circumstances. As you walked over to the table, and asked for pizza, I stayed mostly silent - only giving a small little nod in approval. I had lost myself in my thoughts. Though, as you neared, I broke out of my thoughts, expecting to receive another hug, but instead, I got something entirely different, What in Jesus!? I said in a matter of shock. My southern side became much more apparent in that moment. There isn't swearing without Jesus involved. I gave you a playful smack as you stepped back with your phone - after clearly groping me in the process. Is that how y'all treat your ladies out here? Psht! I smacked your arm playfully again. Where are your manners, Markus? My wide eyes and bright smile only proved I was kidding. Coming to a realization, I smiled and seemed suddenly optimistic. Hey... Maybe it shouldn't be. Realizing this was out of the blue, I swallowed nervously, I... I mean, that kind of relationship - brother and sister. Maybe it aint supposed to be like that. Shrugging my shoulders lightly, I tried to sound convincing. Ya know... When folks are in unique situations, they all have to find unique solutions. Maybe ours is not startin' off as siblin's, but startin' off as friends. Smiling slightly, I added, We should have a fresh start. Clearing my throat, and holding my head up high, I extended my hand to you. Hi. Name's Margaret, but folks call me Maisie. Nice to meet ya'.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

She put him at ease with her hand on his arm and those three simple words. It was good to know that she understood. I made sure he was doing something so he didn't let himself dwell on the past. There was nothing he could do there except get angry or feel guilty about something he could never change. He couldn't help but laugh at her surprise and just shrugged even as she playfully smacked him. To hard to reach into skinny jeans. He quickly dialed the number for the nearest pizza place and as he listened to it ring he added. Your fault, not mine. Manners? He just laughed and shook his head grinning at her. He looked away from her as the call was answered and he spoke in a quick and clipped Russian for a few minutes. As he spoke he walked back to the couch and dug through his coat until he pulled out half a pack of smokes and a silver Zippo with a raised hammer and sickle on the side. Just before he hung up the phone he glanced at the time then put the phone back on the coffee table as he hung up. Half hour for food. Turning back to her he spun the lighter between his fingers as he listened to what she was saying. He stood silently and listened to her words taking them in then nodded. He put the lighter into his other hand and shook her hand. Maisie, Markus . He paused for a second to see if she would guess what he said before he repeated himself in English. Nice to meet you Maisie, my name is Marcus in russian. He spoke much more slowly this time to make sure he didn't make a mistake. After letting go of her hand he picked pulled a smoke out of the pact before he spoke. Going to smoke. Food be here soon. He started to turn but stopped and looked her over for a second as he tried to figure out if she smoked but he couldn't tell. He hesitated for a second more then turned and walked back down the short all and opened the door across from her room exposing his room for all to see. The bed was just a simple double that looked like it had not been made for the last two weeks at least. There was a desk that ran the length of one wall with disassembled electronics ranging from laptops and desktops towers that looked almost the same to the one humming away in her room. There were also a few rc planes and helicopters that had web cams grafted onto them. The walls were covered with some soviet style art and a few picture uploaded by Anonymous members. He lick the cigarette as he walked across the room and took a deep drag before he opened the balcony door and stepped onto the small balcony. Leaving the door open just a jar he let his mind wander as he puffed away at his smoke feeding his bodies addiction. His mind wandered back to Maisie's reaction to his groping her ass as he got him phone back but pushed it out of his mind before it could get far.
Thread: Is Blood Family (LittleLips & Frelance)

Uhm... I said the expression on my face turning to complete confusion as I couldn't understand a single word you were saying. My face turned a tad red as I suddenly became really nervous. For a split second, I thought you would only communicate to me in Russian, and that wasn't at all what I meant when I said a fresh new start. But as you transitioned back into English, I could breathe again. Exhaling, I let out a gentle laugh. Ya got me there. Not yet, Markus... but soon. I'll learn it, but I need time, and training! I said enthusiastically, particularly noting that you would be the one I would practice with. As you picked up a cigarette, I nodded to your words. I didn't have much to say about the smoking - although somehow I could have guessed you smoked. Perhaps it was the Russian stereotype, or the simple fact that you had a rough past. Smoking just seemed a suitable go-to in rough times. But it seemed that the hammer and sickle was a persistent symbol among your personal possessions. I only wondered what it meant to you - if you were more Russian than some native Russians. Communism - I wasn't so sure. Roaming into the hallway, I passed your room but entered my own, instead. I didn't want to follow you around like a puppy dog, but after just a handful of seconds, I kinda already missed you. It was a need to get to know everything about you, that drove me to want to leave my room. I knew I couldn't just look around or sit on the couch doing nothing. I could unpack, but I wasn't really ready for it. Instead, my eyes roamed over to an odd-shaped box. Opening, I took the contents of the box with me and quietly entered your room. I looked around, noting all the technological gear and artwork. I sat on the corner of your bed closest to the balcony door and crossed my legs over one another to get comfortable. Strumming several strings on my guitar, I peaked over to you before I continued to tune the guitar. While tuning it, I wanted to comment on the Commie-style decor, but didn't want to insult, So uh... Whatcha into around here? I smiled lightly, continuously strumming and adjusting the acoustic guitar as I spoke.