Chapter 7:A Beauty That's Thin, White, and Rich

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei follows as well, all the way to the door. He isn't sure what to do. Lonnrot may know he's with the mafia, and his felon status may be revealed once he's coaxed into showing his tattoos. He weighed his options. He wondered if he should just let them figure out he's with the mafia.

He knew one thing. All this calculating was making his head hurt. He decided to let things happen as they did.

He pulled off his blazer and set it aside, then unbuttoned his shirt. He set aside his shirt and turned his back to them.

He revealed the ebon serpent on his back, deep, glaring crimson eyes, and ivory fangs stared at them, glared at them, even. Thr sequence of numbers were right below the serpent, just above the small of his back.

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

I look at the tattoo and look back at Maeve. It means little to me, but I do notice the numbers and wonder what they mean. It is too long to be a date, and it wouldn't make sense for it to be a phone number. Maybe it is a code for something.

"Oh, what do those numbers mean?" I ask dumbly.

[Maeve Cullen]

Maeve let out a low whistle at the tattoo, this one having nothing to do with warning her crew and regluars. She moved forward and ran her fingers along the serpent, seeming not to care if he minded. She knew what the numbers at the small of his back meant, they got plenty of that type here.

"Who gave you this beauty?" She glances at Hilja, smiling softly at her question. She was so just so darn innocent! She decided to let Alexei answer, though.

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei sighed slowly.

"Got it in prison. You'd be surprised how many artists are there...or maybe you wouldn't be."

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

Prison is not an unusual thing. Many things are crimes now and many people are put away or forced to work in dangerous places.

"You were in prison. Are you a rebel?" I ask, since anyone I have ever met who was captured and imprisoned was a rebel.

[Maeve Cullen]

Maeve smiled crookedly. "I wouldn't be." She replied simply, removing her fingers from his back. She begins to get her things ready for Hilja's tattoo as she questions him, moving slowly since she was interested in his reply.

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei glanced over his shoulder at Hilja, and shook his head.

"No, I'm not,"he says,"I'm doing what it takes to get by, and staying the fuck out of prison."

someone might notice the Manala pistol tucked into the waist band of his pants.

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

I nod and pull a piece of paper out of my pocket. I write down the word PEBOLYUTCITYA (but in cyrillic) or "Revolutciya"

"Well, this is what I would like in black on my back. Right about here.." I say and bend my arm over my shoulder to point where I want it.

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei puts on his shirt and buttons it back up, then throws on his blazer. He takes out his phone and checks his calls once more, then watches the others.

[Maeve Cullen]

Maeve noted the Manalist gun, which only added to her suspicion he worked in a shady business. Along with his statements. "Don't blame you. Either way though, it's a nice piece."

Taking the paper from Hilja, she pins it to the wall over the special chair they use. (I don't know if they have an exact name and my internet is being funny.) "You can just lay down on the chair and I'll lift your shirt up, I never spill ink. A lot of people still prefer to take their shirts off, though. If you want to do that we can make Alexei and Lonnrot wait in the louge."

Alexei would fit in just fine, but Lonnrot would certainly look odd in the general type of people out there.

[Kaschei Bessmertny]

Kaschei has been busy in the last few weeks. After meeting with Machiavelli, he went to visit the rebels on his own initiative and plans to meet with Li Violette concerning them. As it turns out, some are members of the mafia, such as Hector Rodriguez.

Kaschei later checks his messages and calls Alexei back, leaving a message for him.

"I have met with some rebel leaders here, and am thinking of working with them as well. The main rebel group in hiding is Red Infinity. Red Infinity has access to cocaine in Colombia through former FARC members. It is in our interest to remain on good terms with them. However, to prove ourselves to Dinari, it would be in our interest to protect Allmart from other rebel groups on the island." Kaschei says in the message. In short, leave Red Infinity alone, but freely build a relationship with Allmart by dealing with other rebel groups as necessary.

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

"Sure, they can wait outside for the sake of modesty.' I reply. "I can take my top off so it doesn't get stained and so it is easier for you to work." I add.

I sit down and wait for the others to go. This is somewhat exciting! "I am really happy that teleporter didn't work today!"

[Alexei Nacharade]

Alexei feels his phone vibrate, but lets the caller leave a message. Soon enough he picks up.

"Da?" He says out of habit, mostly so nobody will question him. He listens to the message thoughtfully. This certainly made things complicated. He had to be very careful about who to eliminate to keep his Allmart associates happy, and their Red Infinity allies happy.

Alexei had done his fair share of hits, though, especially since leaving prison. Should be simple enough, especially with present company. He'd identify somewhat imporant people of rebel groups that did not benefit his organization, and start havinng them eliminated.

He adjusted his shirt and thought a bit. It'd have to be done delicately.

He put on his most friendly smile for his companions once more. He'd have to seem trustworthy for just a bit longer.

[Maeve Cullen]

"Sorry about this, guys." Maeve says, shooing the two out into the louge. "Play nice boys!" She shouts over the noise in the louge, to which a chrous of shouts and hoots goes up. Rolling her eyes, she shuts the door.

She moved back to the chair, waiting for Hilja to take her shirt off and lay down. She kept her gaze on the paper, studying the word so she wouldn't get it wrong.

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

When the guys are gone, I take off my shirt. My skin is pale and my ribs show, although I am not sickly thin. My back is somewhat muscular from the ballet lessons that I took but sucked at. I wait in the chair for Maeve to start.

"Today has been fun. I like you. You are a strong person. You are very pretty too." I compliment her.