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Post by JDrew25 on Nov 11, 2015 14:29:12 GMT -5
Polly held Katya's hand, and gave it a squeeze of encouragement as they stood before the gate. She was hoping the woman had left on good terms, and they weren't going to get shot at or turned away. She looked back towards Jake, a questioning look on her face.
"Let's go in, and then we can find some place to stay for the next few days while you go and see him. If, I mean, you don't want me to come along, I completely understand."
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Nov 12, 2015 6:19:23 GMT -5
Katya's grip tightened slightly on Polly's hand, "Of course I want you to come, and Cassandra's coming too."
Jake took Cassandra's hand, "Absolutely."
as they came closer the gate opened to several people, all familiar, coming to welcome them back.
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Post by JDrew25 on Nov 12, 2015 13:37:19 GMT -5
Polly winced, waiting for people to open fire on them, or to tell them that they were going to beat on Jake or Katya. When they appeared to be actually welcomed, she smiled, and gave the woman a kiss. It appeared that things were looking up for the immediate moment.
"Lead on my love. We'll follow. I cannot wait to meet this man."
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Nov 21, 2015 19:32:00 GMT -5
Smiling, Katya lead the others in.
the settlement hadn't changed, it felt like it should have but hadn't.
they made their way through the large settlement to the old man's house. it was a single story place with a sniper tower on the roof.
Opening the door, katya smiled. it had the same Spartan look and feel as it always did, with sparse but comfortable furniture and weapon, armour and ammunition racks left and right.
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Post by JDrew25 on Nov 22, 2015 2:56:11 GMT -5
Prolly looked around at all of the weapons and equipment, and noted there was little kn the way of creature comforts. She supposed this was the reason why Katya didn't have a lot of her own personal items in their new home. Still it was a very functional, albeit not cozy house to have. It seems like the person that lived them was ready for a war if anything bad were to come into town.
"Jake, why don't you find a place for Cassandra to sit? She is looking a little tired."
The woman looked like she was going to protest but with some gentle guiding she was made to see that she was indeed worn out from their travels and in need of somewhere to put her feet up for a little while.
"Katya, is he here? It's a pretty quiet place. Certainly he has heard us by now."
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Nov 22, 2015 8:56:20 GMT -5
"oh he definitely has." she drew her pistol and aimed it at the floor.
"one...two...THREE!"
A small section of the floor, a trap door, flipped up revealing a grizzled old man with a HK UMP aiming at her.
Katya was grinning though. her pistol was aimed dead at his head.
"Noticed the new trap door. trying to one up me old man?"
He laughed, full bellied and hearty, and put the sub-machinegun on the floor before getting out.
"Always, маленькая Баба-Яга(little Baba Yaga), Always. Keeps skills sharp."
His Russian accent was as thick as always, and katya couldn't help but smile.
He was huge, all muscle, scars and tattoos. Bald with a massive, bushy red/gold beard with flecks of grey.
His sharp blue eyes spotted his son and Cassandra.
"Boy, did you knock her up."
"ye...yes dad."
"Are you going to take responsibility."
"Yes."
"Good." he looked at Cassandra, a big grin on his face. "I hope the baby doesn't get my sons idiocy."
"HEY!"
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Post by JDrew25 on Nov 22, 2015 11:46:47 GMT -5
Polly was proud of herself for not startling in fright. Of course the man was waiting to ambush them, it was Katya's adopted father after all. At least she hadn't been shot again. As she sized up the man she realized he was massive, far larger than she had expected a sick man to be. He looked robust, and her obvious confusion was painted on her features.
"Don't worry, we will make sure they have a nice home in our community. We have a few of them being repaired now, and they should be ready when we get back."
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Nov 25, 2015 1:33:12 GMT -5
He looked over to Polly, saw the collar, and turned to Katya with a raised eyebrow.
"And who is this?"
Katya went to polly, embraced her, moved behind her, and held her possessively.
"Her name is Polly. And she is MINE."
He nodded, and turned to polly.
"Take good care of my niece."
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Post by JDrew25 on Dec 2, 2015 15:03:02 GMT -5
"Absolutely. She takes such good care of me, I can only hope to do the same some day. I do keep her fed though. Can't imagine her trying to eat her own cooking anymore."
Polly gave her lover a smile and stroked the warm around her middle. The woman was being possessive, but she was always like that around others. She didn't mind it, in fact she loved it most of the time. She was glad that the woman didn't have the same way of greeting people to the house. She imagined they would not be entertaining very many guests if she did.
"I'm sorry it took us so long to get here. Between Cassandra and I, we slowed them down by quite a bit I imagine."
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Dec 4, 2015 6:02:33 GMT -5
"not really, we made pretty good time despite everything."
she turned Polly around and kissed her gently. "why don't you go help Jake and Cassandra settle in. I'll see you after the old man and I have a chat."
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Post by JDrew25 on Dec 7, 2015 8:21:21 GMT -5
"Okay, just no more sparring, or jumping out from hidden floor traps."
Polly smiled and went with Jake and Cassandra, wanting to see where they were going to be bedding down for the next few days. Jake had more than likely picked out a room for himself and the other woman, but she didn't know if Katya had a room in the large, sprawling complex the man called his home.
"Jake, where does Katya sleep when she stays here? Please don't tell me its underground, or in a tree somewhere only accessible by ropes and pulleys."
While she gave him her best smile, she was a bit nervous that the woman would have a bedroom that would be booby trapped, or hard to reach. She was in better shape than she was over a month ago, but she didn't want to press her luck.
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Dec 7, 2015 9:18:51 GMT -5
Jake chuckled, "her room is below the sniper nest on the upper floor. don't worry about us or katya, she won't be long."
After he got Cassandra settled in his room, he led Polly to Katya's, afterwards going back to Cassandra.
about half an hour later, Katya came into her old room and sat on the bed.
"Enjoying the accomodations?" she asked polly.
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Post by JDrew25 on Dec 7, 2015 15:10:34 GMT -5
"It's...not what I expected. Did you grow up here?"
The room seemed rather spartan in furnishings, but she had spotted a few items that made her raise an eyebrow. Some English to Russian books, worn and well-used, and some drawings that had to be from when Katya was a child. The stick figures smiling looked to be her, Jake, and what was obviously the old man. His mammoth figure took up most of the page, and the coloring made him look almost like Santa.
"I take it you've been here a long time. Some really great history in here I bet, if I dug down deep enough."
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Post by InsanityIsCool on Dec 9, 2015 22:51:27 GMT -5
"I suppose so. I haven't thought off it much."
this had been her adoptive parents house. her 'Uncle' and jake had also lived with them since her adoption when she was six.
"This was my adoptive parents house, we lived with jake and his dad. I was six when I came to live here."
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Post by JDrew25 on Dec 10, 2015 8:15:55 GMT -5
"I know it is going to be rough for the next few days, but if you need to talk you know I am here right?"
Polly had a feeling the woman would try and bottle up her feelings over the next few days, but she wasn't going to let her retreat into herself. She was going to be supportive and do whatever the woman needed to help her get through this. She wasn't sue how much longer the man had to live, or how severe his condition was but she knew it would take a toll on them all.
"So, what are we going to do while we are here? When you get the chance I'd like to see the town, see where you grew up. Hopefully no one else will try and kill you while we take the tour."
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