Stolen Dance [Katyusha]

[Sadık Adnan]

It wasn't too often Sadık decided to go to just this store to get his groceries. Usually he went to a store that was much closer to his own home than this one that would indeed make sure that he had to either; get a cab back home, take the bus like he was some kind of commoner, or try to get a ride from any of his.. Friend.. Which he didn't really had, he just had a lot of people who liked to share a bed with him in that way. Hey, what could he say? Not his fault that he was good at everything he was doing, but then also that was limited to things he only enjoyed and did a lot as well.

Entering the new store, he had just gotten here because he had just finished a mission around the block, and the Turk was really up for something refreshing to drink. Civil clad with weapons very clever hidden, looking like any normal person around him as well. It had been a rather nice place actually, and the store he just walked into was very nice as well. Not too big, and yet it held fresh groceries, not like those you found in your everyday supermarket around the corner, but actually nice things that was local produced for a very generous price as well, making Sadık wonder how much the farmer got out of these deals.. And why he had never stumbled across this store, or heard of it before.

The tall, muscular man walked further into it, making sure to check out most of the aisles without seeming too suspicious about it in his curiousness. He wasn't fascinated about it in the way that made him want to touch everything, the Turk just liked to check out things to know where things was, and what the store had to offer him that no other store had, what was so special with just this one that would make sure he changed store he bought his groceries at?

Catching a glimpse of her as he walked past an aisle, and he turned around to get a catch of her again, but she was gone. Had he just imagined it all together? Had she not really been there? It had been a beautiful woman, one of his own types that he really preferred. A cute one with curves to die for, those women that also were the most fun to fool around with in bed on top of that. Sadık became curious, he knew he didn't see things, he was way too much of a realist to believe in ghost and illusions. Besides, this was modern London, not some kind of weird game or tv-show he was in.

Not thinking too much about it for now, as he went to his destination to pick up something to drink, apple juice.. What? He wasn't a kid but he loved most of the liquids that tasted like apple, even if apple tea was his absolute favourite, this had to do for now, he would soon start heading home, and by then he could get his tea if he so wanted it.

As he walked up to the register, that's when he saw her again, standing a few rows away from him, apparently getting some stuff too, so he hadn't imagined things, just like he thought.

Letting his eyes rest on her for a moment, she was a delight for his eyes, and even more beautiful than he had first thought she was by the quick glance he had gotten between the shelves when he had thought his brain had played a dirty trick on him. He hadn't gotten anything in a while, maybe he had just been seeing things since his body was starting to crave it yet again, a lot?

No, it had been real, she was very much alive and there.

He paid for his drink, taking a sip out of it when he had gotten away from the line, and he couldn't just leave her there just like that, not now when he had found someone that actually had a body to his taste, which had seemed a bit difficult at first, but at least he knew it wasn't impossible.

Standing there for a moment, deciding on what to do, and finally he sighed and started walking towards where he had seen her, and in the right moment as well. She was currently struggling with some grocery bags, as it seemed, and he looked up to see another man walking towards her direction. Eyes turned sharp, and oh so very threatening towards him to get him to back off, before himself started to walk towards her, eyes as soft as his body language as he smoothly walked up to stand in front of her.

"Sorry, I couldn't help but notice that it might seem a bit difficult to carry all those bags, do you need any help?" Smooth as fuck, and so very suave as usual..  Or at least in his own opinion, now he just hoped to not be rejected. A shining knight in armour was hopefully nothing too bad to her taste, and he had a kind smile on his lips, hoping to come off as a good man, even if he knew his body could be a bit intimidating to some people. And yet he also hoped she would say yes, a kind man was something he had learned women wanted. And yet he could also be a tiger between the sheets, whatever they preferred. And this woman.. He wanted her, so he just hoped she had good taste in men, that will say men like him.

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Katyusha Chernenko

[Katyusha Chernenko]

велике спасибі Today's shopping was exceptionally bothersome. Her left arm was aching still, muscles throbbing every time the basket in her grasp gained weight. When the nurse checked her arm before she went shopping, there was a bruise forming. One of her birds from this morning thrashed and tried to escape seeing Katyusha brought a syringe - even though she had no intention to inject him with anything. Who knew such a fearsome thug feared a needle? Eventually she was able to convince him staying until she finished treating his wound. He apologized for hurting her before leaving. Katyusha sighed at that thought, stepping into the vegetable aisle. At least he had a polite manner to make up for the damage. Too bad he could not accompany her shopping to refill her empty fridge. Normally she never had any problem in carrying a heavy basket, but her upper arm was not in its best condition. Entertaining herself with a promise of an ice pack and a cup of hot chocolate, Katyusha put several vegetables into her basket. The contents had formed a pile, despite she only shop for food. Even though she lived alone, there were people who frequented her house - her fridge, to be more specific. She switched the basket to her uninjured hand, passed the spice rack to get an extra refill of salt and pepper before she headed to the cashier. A nagging feel in her heart stopped Katyusha. Pretending to be interested at a shampoo bottle, she checked her surroundings from the corner of her eyes. Yet so far there were only fellow shoppers in the store, busy with their own shopping carts and baskets. Considering that this was still Aylesbury, where people from all social layers mingled, there bound to be one or two who recognized the Nightingale. Though it was an unspoken rule to never address her as such in a public place. She was supposed to be anonymous after all. Waiting for several minutes were proven to be fruitless. No one came up to approach her. Shoving that matter aside, Katyusha forced herself carrying the heavy basket to the register. "Oh, are you planning to have a dinner party?" the cashier, a young bubbly girl asked Katyusha while helping her. The Ukrainian just nodded at her remark. "I bet you are a good cook, I myself am not that good in cooking..." and then she proceeded to babble about more things Katyusha barely listened to; because a man who went to the cashier before her tarried too long in the narrow aisle. His own grocery was few compared to hers; she wondered why he had not heading out yet. Meanwhile, once the girl had done bagging her stuff, Katyusha realized she took too much stuff than her usual grocery shopping. Maybe she shouldn't have taken those strawberries, no matter how fresh and appealing they were. Oh well, the payment had been made anyway. The Ukrainian hoped Madeline would like to have some later, whether fresh or made into a shortcake. The man had gone and Katyusha could use the extra space to arrange her bags on her arms. Shoot, apparently she did need some help. Her house was within a walking distance, but the bags were heavy and she did not want to make a second trip from the store to her house. That would waste some precious minutes. "Sorry, I couldn't help but notice that it might seem a bit difficult to carry all those bags, do you need any help?" Looking up, a tall brown haired man had stood right beside her, offering a help Katyusha needed at the moment. What a godsend! It only took her a second to say "yes! Thank you, I do need a hand here." The woman took the lightest bags, letting him to grab the rest. "I walked here, and my house is not that far; hopefully they're not too heavy for you." Smiling, Katyusha sauntered to the exit. This man was quite muscular, so she would not be surprised if he was able to carry them all. And he was handsome, to boot.

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[Sadık Adnan]

He had almost believed that the woman would tell him off, he knew it was rough times in the world and not a lot of people wanted help from strangers. The repeating of the words 'Stranger Danger' was being said again and again behind closed doors, and who wouldn't be suspicious if a man like him, with face covered, asked to help? She was a woman of true beauty, and maybe his own intentions weren't exactly pure; he would not do anything against someone's will. He was no rapist, nor was he an abuser, just a man who liked to play between the sheets, almost a bit too much.

But her words sent a genuine smile to his lips, not minding if she would pack every bag on top of him and make him into some kind of donkey to carry it around. No, when a woman of her calibre was taking notice of him, not even hesitating when the help came, how could one not be happy about just doing things like this?

He tried the bags she left for him, and no, they were far from heavy. Many, yes, but not heavy at all. "No, don't worry about it." As he lifted them up like it was nothing. "Then if you may, show the way so I know where to bring these bags." And he walked after her. And with the view at first when he followed her outside the store, that was clearly not bad at all. Damn, his head was something a bit too pervy even for his own good, not that he minded it. But heck, he could have about zero chance with this, but then at least he had done something good for karma, and maybe it would pay back in another life, because hell it was not going to pay him back in this life.

"It's quite a lot you got here, feeding the whole family, or just having a big gathering?" Also hinting that he was quite curious on why she had gotten this much, and thinking she could bring it all back home. "Or was it just a spur of the moment, good deals and better get it all now than going more than once?" Also trying to strike a friendly conversation, in case she had a family, kids and a husband, even if he had seen no ring, it could be good to have someone to maybe talk to once in a while, invite over for some apple tea and smoke hookah? Yes, he would quite enjoy that too. He wasn't just a sex freak, he was a good drinking partner and one you could spill your beans to without being worried that it would be passed on.

"Where are my manners? My name is Sadik, nice to meet you..?" He still hoped he hadn't settled her off with his mask, it was just a pre-cautious thing, for his work, to not be recognised with his true self. If she was to be invited to his home, he might show her a bit of his true self, if she gained enough trust for that. A part of him hoped that she would, because that meant she would be close to him in one way or another, and preferably in a way that would gain some kind of benefit for them both.. If she even was into something so dirty like that.

And when they got outside of the store, his mood wasn't even getting dampened from the gray weather either. It was a typical London weather, cold in his mind, hence why he was wearing rather thick clothes. But a walk made you warm, and he surely liked to walk, actually, it gave you a chance to see things, observe, also think of great escape routes.

[Katyusha Chernenko]

велике спасибі This man was certainly quirky. Today was nowhere near any holidays that would require people dressing up in masked costumes, like Halloween. Yet here he was, covering the upper half of his face with a simple, undecorated white mask. Katyusha noted his nose shape and smile. She liked them. Too bad his hobby prevented her to see the rest of his face. The nurse led them outside, looking back few times to ensure he could handle all the bags. Those were heavy, she bought meat, canned food and several jars of preserved fruits. Somehow balancing the goods and walking did not seem to be a hassle for him. He was quite muscular and tall, at least as tall as Katyusha's own brother. It was a common knowledge that letting a stranger knew your house was dangerous. But Katyusha was no common woman; her address was known to the darker half of London, and perhaps more, but never she spent a night worrying about it. Aylesbury was never asleep, and even passerby knew not to try harming her property. A faceless power protected her, one whose name was known among the dwellers of the underground. Katyusha never saw him before, with or without mask. This man could be from either side of London. "Let's cross the street here," Katyusha led him when they were at an intersection. "It's one block away." "It's quite a lot you got here, feeding the whole family, or just having a big gathering? Or was it just a spur of the moment, good deals and better get it all now than going more than once?" She chuckled at his curiosity. "A bit of both. I saw they have some good deals and discounted prices. Can't let it pass, no? Besides," the Ukrainian slowed down her walking pace so she now walked by his side, "I have friends who came over quite often for dinner or supper. I also love to cook and arrange a feast, so it's better stock a lot now while I can. Clearly I didn't expect I would buy so much!" "Where are my manners? My name is Sadik, nice to meet you..?" "Katyusha. Katya for short." She provided him her shortened name, knowing that some people had trouble trying to pronounce it. "Two more turns and we will arrive at my place. I hope you're not too tired yet." She let themselves took a turn before speaking again. "So, Sadik, are you only here for a visit or recently moved? I never see you around Aylesbury before."

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[Sadık Adnan]

He followed her like he was supposed to do; he quite enjoyed her company. She was the more calmer type, he could tell by how she was acting and the whole aura around her. He was usually the upbeat and very energetic type when he wanted to, but somewhat being around her made him step back and actually act, and appear, more calm than he really was. Motherly, that was for sure, she liked to take care of people as well, he liked that, good attributes in a woman, that was for sure.

"Then I can't really blame you for buying this much, when you have more than one mouth to feed, you tend to get carried away." He sent her a grin to that, he himself did not know a lot of that, he had people who bought food for him. But in case he himself bought for his friends, for some kind of gathering or a night together, he tend to always overdo it. "Better too much than too little, hmm?" He suggested, and the grin turned into a charming smile instead, feeling rather proud of himself.

Kat.. The name fitted her well, it sounded like it was somewhere from around Russia.. Either way, where she came from was not of importance, unless she was one of those that had a crazy religion in her country and wanted to pry it upon him, then it would be a different matter. "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." He really couldn't help himself to flirt with the likes of her, she was absolutely gorgeous, and he hoped she didn't mind a bit of his usual, flirty self.

Shaking his head and lifted the bags up a bit. "Don't worry, this isn't too heavy, trust me." Dead bodies where, at least these ones had handles, so it was easy to carry them. Bodies where not made to be carried once they were dead.

"I'm assuming that you have been living here for a while, and knows most of the people here?" Smiling now instead, and fell into a walking pace next to her, and looked ahead for a moment. "Just got here recently, been around a bit and decided to see if I can settle down and see if there is anything interesting here." Or rather, he had been kept in the darkness most of the time, not really liking to poke his head out and show himself too much. "You like it here?"

[Katyusha Chernenko]

велике спасибі "Of course! That way you can give them to your guests in case they want more food to be eaten later." Katyusha beamed. It was the highest compliment and saved her food from going to the recycling bag. If not, there would be birds who can take care of it. Big birds left nothing but clean plates. "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." "Thank you," again she beamed at his compliment. It's not uncommon to hear people praising something about her. Katyusha loved it and made her wanted to do even more. Meanwhile, the nurse was also curious why a man like him would wear a mask for shopping. Was he trying to be mysterious? People around them stole a glance or two at him, yet he did not seem to be bothered at all. Although it was hard to tell with the mask covering half of his face. The woman tugged his sleeve a little to turn right, into a smaller street with equally smaller houses. "It's not too far anymore, just near the end of the street," she assured him. Whether Sadik was honest or not, Katyusha would rather have his hands empty. Finally, her house appeared within their sight, prompting its owner to fish out her keys. "You like it here?" "I do," she pushed her door open and motioned him to come closer. "Come in, careful with the plants," she reminded Sadik. It was not just once or twice one of her birds damaged her precious flowers. And not all of them openly apologized to her too. She turned on the lights and showed him where was her kitchen. "Aah, yes, it's been years since I settled here. I know most of my neighbors -- don't let their appearance fool you. They're good people." After they settled and the groceries had been laid out on the counter, Katyusha asked him, "would you like to eat something, Sadik?"

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[Sadık Adnan]

For all he knew, she could lead him into an empty street and kill him, shoot his head off or something more morbid, he was too easily distracted and led astray by beautiful people, and especially women that were exactly his type. "No need to rush, my lady! Unless all these hungry people are waiting for you, and you do need to hurry, then do tell me so, then I can hurry too. No one should be hungry!" And he chuckled, being pretty sure that they did not wait; or else she probably would have told him so.

He carefully stepped inside her home, it was far from how his own house was. He, after all, lived on the rich side of the city, with a wall to protect his house and powerful gates. While she.. Just had a wooden door to protect her, and she relied on that. Some people had too much trust in people, even if they shouldn't have, and.. Especially not in this area. "Got it!" And he lifted the bags up to avoid bumping into them, as he took a good look around while walking behind her to the kitchen. Of course he couldn't help but steal a look at her too while he was at it, and damn was she gorgeous, and her body... Hotter than hell.

Even if it wasn't a luxury home, it could use a good renovation, it was.. A homey feeling he felt when he walked inside of there. She had a lot of love to give, and it could be felt. Small things and bigger things around the place that had more personal value than proper value, and he.. Actually liked it, despite being far too 'cheap' for his own sake.

Going into the kitchen and putting down the bags on the counter, noticing the table with a lot of chairs there.. Just exactly how many family members and friends did she have? Kids of her own? Was she even maybe married? Should he be careful? Nah, his fault for not treating his wife like a princess then, but he didn't see a ring. "I don't have to if it's a bother to you, I'm just happy to help!" He grinned proudly, at least he had gotten a nice chat with a lovely lady, he couldn't really complain much about it. "At least if you're going to shop this much alone next time, give me a call so you don't have to think about it, yeah?" He gave her a wink, playing the flirty card just came too natural to him. "There isn't anything else you need help with?"

[Katyusha Chernenko]

велике спасибі "No one should be hungry!" She chuckled and nodded with agreement. Katyusha knew firsthand the pain of prolonged hunger. It was near starvation, but thankfully it never threatened her life. Nevertheless her experience was part of why she disliked hungry people without food and urged her to give them something to eat. When people went hungry for too long, their life would be ruined slowly. While her house was always kept clean, it was far from decent. The cushions had been repaired several times and the colors were fading; proofs telling people that they had been washed quite often and thoroughly. Holes on the sofa were covered with a shredded cloth -- in the most similar color she had. Overall, the house was showing its signs of bad construction and Katya couldn't help but blush over the embarrassment, almost not seeing the man held her door open. She led him into the kitchen, her footsteps were quick as if trying not to tarry too long and let him see more of her house. Katya was fine if he was one of the ordinary birds from Aylesbury; but judging from his attire, he was just here by coincidence. Definitely not a permanent resident. She had not much budget for home decoration; many of her ornaments were found in garage sales or secondhand stores, fixed and repaired when she did have time to add her own touch. Sadik didn't seem to mind her shabby dwelling, his still smiling widely. Katya placed meat and sausages in the freezer before replying, "thank you! It'd be greatly appreciated. But I don't know your number, though...." The nurse looked around her kitchen, every groceries already put inside their respective places. She thanked him again, "nothing, thank you for your help! Hopefully you're not in rush, I can make you tea or coffee." While talking, she prepared to heat some water. If he didn't want to stay, then she'd have more tea for herself and that is fine.

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[Sadık Adnan]

If she had been embarrassed by the state of the house; he didn't notice it, and neither did he really think twice about it. Not everyone could live in luxury like he did; good luck in life (along with his brash personality.) Had helped him greatly as well; not lingering for too long on the past that had been, always looking forward. One didn't need a good reason to be happy, he stayed busy, that made him happy, and not such an easy target as he could have been if he had been some meek human.

"Ah, we can easily fix that!" As he fiddled with his pocket, picking a few cards up, as he knew where he kept his businesscards for his "trading", and for his "agent" job as well. It wasn't easy to live a two-time life, and he just got a hunch that she would rather like him if he showed the trading cards, rather than those of an agent. This neighbour didn't look like it wanted people like him there. "Here you go!" As he went up behind her, arm around her to pop the card up in the front of her, and waited patiently for her to grab it. His name, Sadik, but also the number to one of his cells, the trading one. He'd give her his real number when he knew she wasn't some shady girl that would ruin his business. Hot or not, he liked his life, and he'd definitely detest prison. They had such a horrible sense and food there.

"I'd love some tea, if it's not too much trouble." And he took a seat by the table, close to Katyusha so he could have a normal conversation still with her. Oh no, he loved tea, and he'd hate to pass up such a chance to meet with such a lovely (hot) woman.

"There is no husband, fiancé, or such that might throw me out if they get home?" Trying to act smooth about his question, his face remained calm, and with a smile seated upon it. Not wanting to give away completely what he was thinking about, even if it was rather given that he saw something interesting in her, or else he wouldn't even have suggested to help her. He wasn't that polite towards strangers, especially not with a name and a title as his, and a life to gamble.

[Katyusha Chernenko]

велике спасибі Katyusha took the card from him, scanning the printed information briefly before tucking it inside her breast pocket. She understood how vital a mere name and phone number could be, so as a precaution she always took extra measure to keep her stored contacts safely. With constant guests coming and going, it's hard to keep track on what goods they took aside of food and medical kit. Like other business cards given to her in the past, once Katyusha moved his number into her protected phone, she would burn this piece of paper. The woman smiled at her guest as he took a seat and she went to prepare their drinks. "My neighbors came sometimes, so I always have extra tea and coffee for them. I know that most people think that this neighborhood is scary and seemingly unsafe. But the people are kind." Katyusha poured the water into two teacups. "Do you want milk and sugar?" the nurse asked while she added milk to her own. Once ready Katyusha brought the tray to the table and took a seat across Sadik. "There is no husband, fiancé, or such that might throw me out if they get home?" "No one will throw you out from my home!" The nurse responded with a fake bewilderment, her eyes glinted in amusement. Even if there was a guest here -- she had taken a peek into the back room, and found it was empty, its sheets intact -- Katyusha would forbid them from harming Sadik. Although the birds understood not to venture out of the back room when she was having a company. "No, not even a lover. I am too busy it seems...." she shook her head and smiled to herself. "But! How about you? What brings you to this part of London?" Katyusha diverted their topic. "I know that not many people would recommend Aylesbury to settle."

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