#[ WOW I LIKE THEM ALREADY I FEAR. .. mishka very unbothered: ]
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THE MANOR IS SILENT, bereft of the noise of his brothers & sisters playing durak, or his parents bickering about money beneath a crystal chandelier. rain patters upon the windowpane of his office far up on the third story, and he becomes adrift in thought, the sound of the family’s guarddog padding through corridors with claws clicking on marble flooring lost to mishka’s mind ━━━ the reminiscence of watching his friends mangled, holding their guts in their arms like dirty laundry. in the midst of his sulking, his office door abruptly creaks open. mishka needs not look to see who it is; in the deep pit of his concave stomach lies the feeling of the shadow being casted upon the floor not belonging to kin, as conspicuous as the sound of a body plummeting to the boot - trampled snow with a thud. the world has gone glassy. fear … perhaps fury. his heart jolts in his chest. lighting a cream cigar, wrapped leaf is cradled betwixt the crooked bones of freakishly slender fingers as the pakhan turns to the stranger, tobacco ash in his beard & bile creeping up his throat. 〝 плохой характер, 〞 mishka breathes, raspy as a phantom. only a few drags are taken from the cigar before pointedly snuffed out into the wood of his desk, downturned eyes dark & melancholic. despite the barrel of a gun pointing directly at the crook of his aquiline nose betwixt sad grey brows, mishka fixes the neck of his black woolen sweater far up to his sharp jaw and locks his eyes with @dandylionsden.
〝 how much are they paying you ? 〞
#[ translation : temper / bad character. ]#ic tbt#verse tbt#dandylionsden#[ WOW I LIKE THEM ALREADY I FEAR. .. mishka very unbothered: ]
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