Dimitri Volkov

Dimitri sat at a table, staring down at something he held in his hand. He was dressed in the typical military uniform. He wore an ACU and tan combat boots. From now on, there would be more order in his life. There had to be. He was a soldier now. But, oh, his father wouldn't be too pleased to hear about this. Konstantin believed Dimitri, even at 19 years, was still too young to even risk getting sent overseas.

He took his eyes away from what was in his hand and glanced around. He was getting so bored, so lonely. When would anything happen that didn't involve a gang fight?

Hunter

Anger. Uncontrollable, volatile anger. Hunter could hardly see straight as she made her way to the only place that she could seek haven. The cafe. Unshed tears burned in her eyes, but she brushed them away. At sixteen, you'd think that she was just like every other teenage girl. That she had gone through a break up, or her and her mom had gotten into a fight. But no. this was much, much worse then that.

As she entered, her dyed red and black hair hid her face so that only one eye was visible. It was black, from a recent hit to the face and even through all the make up she had put on you could still see it. She sat in a back corner, across from Dimitri and placed a trembling hand over her lips. How could things have gone so wrong so quickly? She closed her eyes as the waitress brough her usual lattee over and Hunter wished to weep with both gratitude and anguish. Was there no hope for her?

Dimitri Volkov

Dimitri sat there and looked at the cuts on his arms. He had been in the explosion at the bridge. The explosion he and his biological father caused. He'd have these scars to remind him of his actions. He looked at the small '23' on his wrist, and further up, a simple 'faith fish.' He sighed and dropped his gaze to the table. The scar across his face was visible.

Hunter caught his eye. She seemed upset about something. He was a bit awkward in social situations, but he'd do anything to help. And maybe make a new friend? "I'm sorry... Are you alright?" The Russian asked calmly, his usually distant-looking green eyes softening when he saw the state of the girl.

.hunter.

Shoot me now. Anger, hatred and pain filled her eyes as she lifted her gaze to meet his. The look was enough to kill a person, and with the mood she was in, she was out for blood. All right? ALL RIGHT?! I'm freakin' fantastic, how 'bout you buddy? The sarcasm that laced her words would have made anyone proud. I just got the shit beaten out of me. I've got cops wanting me, a gang thats out to kill me, and my best friend blowing out her brains right in front of me. Yes, I'm amazing right now, pal. She took a drink of her coffee, and her hands began to shake even more as tears filled her eyes. She just wanted to relax, but how was she to do that? She had no where to go. No where to run. No one to hold her and say everything was going to be ok. Why couldn't people just understand that she was just trying to make her way to the top? She didn't want all this inside of her.... But what was she to do when she was being blamed for the death of a gang leader and his compadres?

Dimitri Volkov

Dimitri nodded, Hunter's harsh tone not making to much of an effect on him. She was angry. He understood that. "It seems that we have been through the same things, ma'am. I'm still on the run from a few different gangs and my father just tried to blow me up." He replied, still staying calm. "But I'm sorry all that has happened to you. Is there anything I can do to help?"

There was a crate next to his seat with a few newborn caiman/alligator hybrids in it. They occasionally peeked out and looked at Hunter.

Hunter

Those anger filled eyes dropped to the floor, when suddenly she saw the caiman alligator hybrids. She gave a yelp of surprise and scooted her chair back, her anger forgotten as she eyed the creatures. What the hell are you doing with THOSE?! She nearly shreiked. Hunter was not a lizard/reptilian person. At all. Not after finding her uncles pet iguana in bed with her at least. She took a big drink of her latte, trying to calm her racing heart as her eyes kept flickering back to the hybrids. Don't you need a liscence for those things or something? She asked, trying to keep her voice calm and keep hold of what little composure she had left.

At his question, she paused. Theres no help left for me, I'm afraid. She said softly before taking another drink. The waitress brought her another coffee and she held it inbetween her hands. I don't think there ever will be hope for me.

Dimitri

Dimitri looked back at the reptiles. "Those are yacare caiman-spectacled caiman-American alligator hybrids. Don't worry, they've just hatched. They can't hurt a mouse." Still, he slid the box back with his foot. "And yeah, I've got a license."

He paused when Hunter spoke again. "There's hope for everybody, friend. You just have to look in the right places." He replied after a while. "By the way, I'm Dimitri Volkov."

Hunter

Hunters eyes lifted to meet his before she offered her hand. Hunter. Just.... Hunter. Then her eyes drifted back down to the caiman hybrids. Where did you get them? After being reassured that they couldn't hurt anyone, Hunter leaned down and looked at them a bit closer. Now that she knew they wouldn't eat her, she wasn't so afraid, but she was still wary of the little creatures.

Dimitri

Dimitri shook Hunter's hand. "Good to meet you, Hunter." He replied, glancing back at the exotic animals. "I bred them. I found the caiman parents at some old ruins here - far out of their natural habitat - and a male alligator at a marsh."

Dimitri looked back up to see a man - his older brother - standing over the table. "I heard what you did, Dimitri." Nikolai said, looking down at Dimitri. He glanced at Hunter. "You got yourself a girlfriend? You gonna kill her too?" He mocked and taunted, knowing that Dimitri could do little in return.

Dimitri shook his head. "I didn't kill anybody. Just because you're a murderer doesn't mean I am." He retorted curtly. "Now get the hell out of here."

Nikolai grinned. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm keeping an eye on you, kid."

Pasha, a gyrfalcon, flew over the group and alighted on the table next to Dimitri. He squawked at Nikolai, who he saw as an intruder, and tried to chase him away. Nikolai, getting fed up, moved a few tables away.

Dimitri looked back at Hunter. "Sorry about him. He's my retarded moron brother." He picked Pasha up and let the bird perch on his arm. "This is my falcon, Pasha. You can pet him, if you want."

Isabella

Isabella walked into the cafe with her sister Dawn.They didn't notice Dimitri or the other two because they we're too busy talking."So when Deliah caught Reita messing with her herbs i thought Deliah was going to strangle her,"she said smiling.Bella smiled back laughing softly.She could just picture it in her head.Dixie was with her master as well.She layed down beside Isabella's feet when they sat down.They ordered some water, and a bowl of water for Dixie.

Dimitri

Dimitri looked over his shoulder. "Akh net..." He mumbled in his native language. He hoped Isabella and Dawn didn't see him there. He had run into them a number of times and found himself very annoyed with their company. He mentally slapped himself. They probably heard his voice! And surely, if they say him, they would recognize him by Pasha. That bird came everywhere with him.

He quickly looked away, acting as if he hadn't noticed them; acting as if he had been talking to Hunter the whole time. "Pasha is really quite tame and never bites. Just don't touch his belly." His voice was lowered, trying not to give his presence away to the others.

Hunter

Her eyes traveled toat the bird. Hes beautiful. She murmered softly. Her long, delicate fingers traced his wings carefully, as if he were made of glass, and for the first time since Dimitri had gotten there, a real smile flickered across her lips. Her eyes lifted to Isabelle, and she shook her head slightly. Gossip. She muttered under her breath as she continued to stroke the bird. Why can't I touch his stomach? She asked softly. Without the anger in her voice, and the hurt in her eyes, she was actually quite beautiful, and her voice had a melodic quality to it. Bright blue eyes glanced back to Dimitiri as she awaited his answer.

Dimitri

Dimitri nodded. "He's not even fully-grown yet." He ignored Isabella for the moment, keeping his eyes on Hunter as he answered her question. "He's ticklish." He replied with a smile. He glanced back at the gator hybrids, then off into the distance, before once again looking at Hunter. "He has a brother and sister at my house, if, you know, if you want one of your own."

Pasha's deep brown eyes were locked onto the girl, very curious about this stranger. He edged closer to her, loving the attention. He was the symbol of power, with his sharp talons and great strength, but he was as calm and friendly as he could be.

Isabella

Isabella was to busy listening to Dawn she didn't see Dimitri at the moment.She was curious to hear about everyone in the group."So how's Rose doing?I hope she isn't still upset about Tiss,"she asked.

Dawn was about to answer when she spotted Dimitri with Hunter.Then she turned back to Bella forgeting about Dimitri."She's okay as she'll ever be.Reita's finally getting better with her target praticing,"she said.