10. Big Sister
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"Speaking"
Thinking (and or song lyrics, just check the context)
"Speaking in Russian (or another language)" – written in English
"Phonetic Russian/Chinese pinyin (will be translated at the bottom)"
Now on with the show! :D
King almost laughed as he watched the way Charlotte and Kai taunted each other, back and forth like a tennis rally even whilst she breezed past him giving out people's orders. Kai would fire a shot as she passed, not too nasty but not a light blow either, and then Charlotte would respond with something equally as powerful. There was an element of affection to it though; they both clearly cared for one another despite Kai's cold façade of pretending he didn't. Something that didn't escape King's notice though was the people who tensed each time Kai made her laugh or smile – Masamune, Oliver, Lee, Kyoya and Raul to name names.
"You see it too, don't you brother?" Queen's soft question made him smile, she was just as observant as he was but more outgoing about showing it. They were both shy people naturally, reverting into each other as after all in one another they had a custom made friend since day one, why would they need anyone else? Though they'd found new friends in Julia and Raul who were twins like them they couldn't find many other pairs of female/male twins. That didn't mean they had no other friends, but they just had separate groups of friends instead.
Something King had immediately noted was how happy the waitress had been when King had told her Queen was his twin – she'd said something to Tala in Russian who'd laughed and said something back, but neither Queen nor himself spoke a lick of Russian so whatever she'd said remained a mystery. Queen was always one for mysteries though, King swore she'd become a private detective when they were older, so she was trying to work out what she could have possibly said but there were a lot of options and not many clues. So now Queen was trying to interrogate her with as few direct questions as possible which was working about as well as Masamune trying to hide his jealously of Kai – translation, not at all. The waitress breezed off all questions with answers that only gave room for more questions, but she seemed to be waiting for something in particular to come out of Queen's mouth…
A quick witted remark poured from Kai's lips causing another giggle from Charlotte, and Masamune seethed – something that both King and Queen found rather funny to watch. Suddenly Queen saw it, the tiniest regard for the salt and pepper haired teen out of the corner of the waitress' eyes with a slight smirk her walk not faltering in the slightest. "So, Masamune; you wanna tell me what's bugging you so much?" Her voice rang out crisp, clear and tinged with amusement across the hall causing Masamune to blush like a beetroot even though she never even looked at him whilst speaking. Everyone turned to Masamune with hints of grins on their faces and glints in their eyes – it wasn't hard to guess that the Gen Gen Galaxy member had a crush on the waitress. A soft grumble of some kind of excuse left Masamune's lips, but that clearly wasn't good enough for anyone, not even Yu who was sitting next to him and leaned in right beside him to hear what he said but couldn't understand it. "I can't hear you mate. You're going to have to speak a little louder." Charlotte was leaning on the back of his chair now having walked over silently as he grumbled, and as he heard her voice his face went an even deeper shade of red, if that was even possible.
She was about to interrogate him further when an even softer noise than his mumbling caught her attention and her head cracked round like a dog that had heard its prey in the distance. A tall dark stranger wearing a black fedora slipped almost silently into the room and she grinned to herself before walking away from Masamune, no longer interested in his answer allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief. It looked as if she was going to confront the unseen stranger, but instead she turned to Queen with a smirk. "You've been trying to figure out what I said to Tala earlier, haven't you?" Dumbfounded, Queen nodded. Am I really that easy to read? Charlotte laughed before grinning cheerily at the awestruck twins. "I was excited because you guys are a pair of male/female twins…" They smiled at her comment, the novelty of their twin-ness, especially considered their polar opposite appearance was something they'd become accustomed to over the years. She shook her head, still smiling brightly. "Not for the reason you think though. I'll explain later." Grinning she produced the DJ station remote and held her hands in the air. "Right now though, I'm going to introduce a special act – Tyson, the mike if you please!"
The silver cylinder gleamed as it flew in a perfect arc through the air and was caught by the white fingerless gloved hand of Charlotte, whose hand-eye coordination had never been the best so was secretly glad she didn't drop it. "Alright ladies, gentlemen, children, Enrique," She beamed at him once more causing Oliver to cry out in confusion.
"Why do you keep doing that, you address him separately?"
"Simple, as far as I can tell he's not a lady," She paused and smirked. "I think; he's not a gentleman, nor is he a child though it's the closest category calling him a child would be insulting to children everywhere. So you get your own class, although if the monsters were still here I wouldn't have to say your name; you'd fit right in." A snicker could be heard around the room underneath the roaring laugh of the Scotsman at the expense of a red-faced Enrique. Striding onward she turned back to addressing the audience. "So ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce, for a one-time only performance…" The stranger gave her a curt nod, but you could see the smile on his face and she winked. "I'll let him introduce himself, actually..." Punching the air from the DJ station Ian pushed a button grinning like a lunatic and Tala pulled a guitar out of nowhere. Really, no one knew where he'd gotten it from.
The stranger pulled out his own mike and suddenly 'Back In Time' by Pitbull from Men In Black 3 came on and the stranger began to rap it splitting the lines equally with Bryan who'd gotten Charlotte's mike and jumped the bar to perform.
Let's, the stranger exclaimed, excuse me baby, Bryan replied as if he were flirting with Salima much to Kane's disgust. Salima didn't seem to mind however, giving Bryan a cute smile.
Go, yeah you baby, this line followed the same pattern as the first, where the stranger would say the line relating to 'let's go back in time' and Bryan would say the rest, flirting with one of the girls.
Back, ooh you groovy baby
In, let's make a movie baby
Time, excuse me baby
Let's, yeah you baby
Go, ooh you groovy baby
Back in, let's make a movie baby
Time, Bryan tossed his mike back to Charlotte, who caught it with a grin as the stranger stepped into the centre of the room. Dressed like someone out of 'Men In Black' himself right down to the sunglasses he really suited the song, Mariam half expected him to have an alien blaster or something in his back pocket.
It's Mr Worldwide, Agent A, Reporting live, He beat his chest with his fist proudly, strutting forward a bit so he was right in the centre of the room.
From Cape Canaveral, MK, Big Syphe, let's ride
Back, back, in, in, time, As he exclaimed those lines, Tala played the guitar riff identically to the recording with a smirk on his face. This was something he'd been practising just for tonight.
Baby, ohhh baby
Ohhh baby, my sweet baby
You're the one, Charlotte sang this bit with a smile, high fiving the stranger as Tala played the riff once more and yelled out excitedly. Continuing on not missing a beat the stranger turned to face the Breaker's table and rapped the next bit of the verse.
Miami equals black mask, black clothes
With a little bit of rope to tie, I flipped it, He beat his chest then high-fived Max before strutting onwards to the table of Team Psykick.
Black suits, white shirts, black glasses with a matching tie
Like Agent J or Agent K, and I wish the whole world would, He high fived a couple of the Psykicks, fist pounding Goki before going round the circle to the Barthez Battalion. The tables were arranged in a type of circle starting from the left of the bar. The order went: Breakers, Team Psykick, Barthez Battalion, PPB All Starz, Saint Shields, Justice Five, Blitzkrieg Boys and special guests, Gen Gen Galaxy, the Twins table (King, Queen and F Dynasty), White Tigers and finally on the right side of the bar the Majestics.
He turned and leaned over Mathilda's chair and rapped the next line as if trying to make her understand; Mathilda grinned looking up at him over her shoulder.
Ok, i'm tryin' make a billion out of 15 cents,
Understand, Looking down he met Mathilda's eyes, lowering his glasses so Mathilda could stare into a pair of aqua eyes, not quite green and not quite blue but a mixture of the two, filled with mischief and friendliness – Mathilda thought he seemed like a nice guy. Understood, he put the black glasses back up his nose obscuring his eyes once more, "Shame," murmured Mathilda, and moved onwards to the Saint Shields with a grin where he was received warmly by everyone but Ozuma who was still in his conspiracy theory prone state.
I'm a go-getter, mover, shaker, culture, bury a boarder, record-breaker won't cha,
Give credit where credit is due don't cha,
Giving Mariam a fist pound and a salute he moved onwards to the Justice Five, he was really getting into his performance and blending into the eccentric bunch of people throughout the room. Mystel was already grooving in his seat, Brooklyn was clapping along, Ming-Ming was batting eyelashes (much to the disgust of every other female in the room, Charlotte especially Kai thought somewhat bitterly) and Garland and Crusher were just generally enjoying themselves. This horrible flirt attempt didn't go notice by the stranger, who looked at Ming-Ming and grinned carnivorously as the next line rolled around.
Know that I don't give a number two, Charlotte cracked up laughing, as did almost everyone when the stranger slid away from Ming-Ming, as if to say 'I don't give a number two about HER, that's for sure!' A couple of people clapped, funnily enough one of them was Mystel as the mysterious rapper made his way over to the table with Mr Dickinson, Hiro and Spencer; Tala was standing over next to the bar with his guitar and a small amp on wheels.
Y'all just halfway thoughts
Not worth the back of my mind, With a dismissive flick of the wrist he ignored Hiro and Mr D – Hiro was secretly relived they weren't included, instead turning to Spencer with a big grin. Spencer smiled back; he'd always liked this kid. He put an arm around Spencer's shoulder, the way males do, and nodded seriously as if this next line were something important. Spencer nodded as he rapped the next bit, trying so hard not to laugh.
But to understand the future, we have to go back in time.
Tala's guitar riff played out once more and Charlotte happily sang the chorus. Baby, ohhh baby
Ohhh baby, my sweet baby
You're the one
The stranger tipped his hat and nodded in time with the beat during the chorus, arms folded head down – it was one of the best Kai impressions I've ever seen, Bryan joked to himself. As the rap kicked back in, the stranger progressed to Gen Gen Galaxy where his arrival was met with mixed reactions; Gingka, Madoka, Yu and Kenta were all excited to see what would happen next, Tsubasa was just enjoying the music, Benkei was really getting into it and Kyoya and Masamune were pouting for reasons unknown.
I got the globe, yeah, in the palm of my hand
Wherever I spin it, that's where I land, the stranger did a bit of a spinning shuffle before grinning and ruffling Yu's hair, giving miscellaneous high-fives all around the table. With a quick slide he moved on to King and Queen, but not Julia and Raul.
Let's save the world
Men In Black I know you understand, He tipped his hat to Queen who smiled, giving King a quick fist bump.
Stop the movement, The music stopped and he posed, motioning to Raul.
They can try if they want to, He held the mike out for Raul who provided a quick burst of Spanish.
Ignorar lo latino, si, they can try if they want to. Giving Raul a big high-five as well as Julia he skidded onward to the White Tigers who beamed at him happily, even Lee really liked this guy – he had skill!
What Pit solves is a bit raw
Took like jigsaw and built it all
Despite a big loss, I'd bet it all
And fought blind against the world, Ray Charles, He'd skilfully gone round the table giving out high-fives, even tipping his hat politely to Mariah. With a small burst of speed he moved on to the Majestics, the last table in the circle.
Y'all just halfway thoughts
Not worth the back of my mind, He gave Enrique the dismissive hand flick much to Johnny's amusement before turning to the remaining members of the table and tapping the side of his head, as if asking them to 'get it memorized.'
But to understand the future, we have to go back in time
Tala was really having fun on the guitar, he loved this riff, simple but so cool! Charlotte took over again as the stranger did his Kai-like stance before she chucked the mike back to Bryan as they repeated the section they'd done at the start. Bryan liked rapping; whenever the Blitzkriegs performed Bleed It Out or Burn It Down by Linkin Park he was always the one to rap.
Let's excuse me baby
Go, yeah you baby
Back, ooh you groovy baby
In, let's make a movie baby
Time, excuse me baby
Let's, yeah you baby
Go, ooh you groovy baby
Back in, let's make a movie baby
Time
Dubstep blasted through the speakers, though not because they'd changed the song – it was just part of this one. Strobe lights filled the air causing "sheer awesomeness" as Ian put it and suddenly out of nowhere Kenny jumped up still wearing the leopard print pants and began dancing to the dubstep… if you could call it dancing – it might have been a strobe-induced seizure or some kind of tribal dance. None the less it was entertaining though he might have pulled a few muscles and was going to definitely wake up sore tomorrow. The mysterious figure tipped his hat in respect with a grin as the music changed back to a kind of sixties-feel and the strobe lights shut off. The chorus repeated once more courtesy of Charlotte before with a grin the whole thing shut down leaving the mysterious figure centre stage, where he chucked his fedora hat halfway across the room; fedoras make surprisingly good Frisbees. Charlotte caught the hat before examining it closely, and when she looked up she wasn't pleased.
"ALEX! THIS IS MY HAT! WHY YOU STEAL IT? YOU HAVE YOUR OWN!" The mysterious figure, whose name was revealed to be Alex, shrugged shaking a mop of dirty blonde hair only slightly lighter in colour than Charlotte's and took of the sunglasses placing them in his pocket.
"Couldn't find mine," Simple, effective and highly infuriating. Charlotte nearly screamed with rage, letting off a vehement curse in Russian. Alex just laughed; he'd only been learning Russian for about a week so he didn't really get what she'd said. "Chill, korotkiĭ(1). It's not like I'm keeping yours; just one performance, I think someone's nicked mine so till then, yours it is sis." Kai's jaw dropped, did he just call her 'sis'?
"It all makes sense!" Lee called out happily. "He's your brother! That's why you introduced him, and he called you 'sis' and 'shortie'! He's your big brother!" Alex cracked up laughing and Charlotte looked slightly indignant as she faced Lee.
"You're mostly right. He's my brother, but he's actually my younger brother. I'm the older one, he's the taller one." Now it was Lee's jaw that dropped, he was YOUNGER than her? But how, they looked so similar? Jade eyes redirected their focus to King and Queen with a slight smile. "You guys wanted to know why I was excited about you two being boy/girl twins? I want you both to meet my twin, Alex." She motioned to her giant of a brother, who appeared behind her.
"I'm older," She continued proudly, before he rested his chin on top of her head.
"One minute shortie. One stinking minute." She grinned and side-stepped causing him to trip slightly sticking out her tongue as she did so.
"Makes all the difference brother dearest." King and Queen had their mouths agape for a moment before grinning brightly. Someone else who was just like them, today just got better and better. Max seemed deep in thought before jumping up excitedly clapping his hands together.
"I GOT IT! I GOT IT! I GOT IT! I GOT IT!" The tall twins, Alex and Charlotte, both turned around to face the bubbly blonde who ran up to them excited. "He's the missing link!" The twins cocked their heads confused, looked at one another then back to Max.
"What am I?" Alex asked curiously, leaning over slightly so he could hear the blonde properly. Not that it was necessary, Max was yelling so loud even Ian could hear him.
"The missing link between me and Charlotte! See, people keep saying she and I are twins, and I keep saying no, we don't look the same." He looked over at King and Queen with an apologetic grin but they nodded, waving off what would have been a long and tedious apology as Max dug himself deeper with his words. Drawing in a deep breath he continued on his hyperactive rant. "So when she said you're her twin it makes sense, you look like her!" They looked at one another before turning back to Max, both of them raising eyebrows.
"You don't say?" The two of them chorused, sarcasm dripping from their voices. Max sweatdropped, realising they'd obviously figured THAT one out a long time ago. Sighing Charlotte turned to Max with a bit of a smile on her face.
"He shares a reasonable portion of my DNA Max, it would be expected that we would look similar. Julia and Raul have the same hair, eyes and flexibility – traits they share due to their DNA. Even King and Queen have the same eyes and the same smile." She turned and beamed at the twins, all of whom smiled back – Queen especially. It was nice to know someone else though she and King smiled the same way. "So why did you call my brother the missing link, because at first I thought you meant between man and beast." She smirked turning to face him, "Which wouldn't be entirely inaccurate." Alex glared at her.
"Tu sei puttana.(2)" Enrique gasped in shock at the male twin's Italian curse.
"How dare you speak to a lady like that? You should be ashamed of yourself sir!" Alex rolled his eyes, and pointed to Raul's glass with a grin. Raul swiftly downed the contents before chucking it to him, trying not to chuck up. Alex caught the glass and in one fluid motion threw it narrowly missing the blonde Italian's head. Johnny practically wet himself laughing at the expression on Enrique's face, Oliver giggled as well; even Robert was trying to supress a chuckle which was a hilarious feat in itself as people didn't think the German even knew how to laugh.
"She's my sister, not yours. Besides, she's called me worse things." He turned to his sister as if challenging her to find something more insulting, and the list of insults (the majority of which were either in Russian or Chinese) that poured out of her mouth surprised almost everyone but the Russians who'd taught her most of them. After she'd finished, he turned to her in a mocking Russian accent and grinned. "You're spending too much time with the Vodka drinkers. Only true Russians can swear like that." A vein on Tala's forehead visibly twitched, it wasn't that he didn't like Alex's fake accent, it's that he was GOOD at it! "Besides, in Soviet Russia, everyone would be drunk by now," Alex continued on, not breaking accent. "And there'd probably be someone dead in the corner. Preferably the man-whore over there." Laughter rippled around the room, and before anyone could ask Alex how he'd developed such a good mock accent he grinned brightly. "I play too much Zombies. Nikolai was a good teacher," he paused thoughtfully as he recalled the character he was mimicking. "And a drunk."
With a laugh Charlotte turned to him, not in her Russian accent but in actual Russian. "And that's different to our current Russian teachers how?" Alex laughed nodding, translating for the benefit of those who didn't understand.
"Good point. I prefer Nikolai, at least he can't throw things at me when I beat him at CoD." All eyes turned to Ian who scratched his head cheekily.
"Not my fault the bastard can cheat."
Alex laughed all the while still maintaining his Russian accent. "You can't cheat in Zombies Ian, you just suck." Bryan roared with laughter from the bar, the only safe place from any projectiles that Ian might throw from the DJ station. Spencer too laughed, because he was big enough to catch anything Ian threw at him, and throw it back with twice as much power. And Tala laughed because Tala is a lunatic. No more needs to be said. Charlotte giggled, because she was a one a girl and two Bryan may or may not have loaned her a pair of pistols to shoot things that were thrown at her for target practice. Alex spotted the silver glint of the pistols and called out to his sister.
"No fair! I've been playing CoD for years, yet YOU get to carry the pistols? What gives? I'm even better than you at laser-tag!" Realising she was the one wielding the weapons; he held up his hands returning to his normal voice. "Just quickly: are they blanks?" Oliver's eyes widened when she reached for one of the pistols, not because it was a weapon but because she'd strapped it to her upper thigh. Alex recorded this silently, making a mental note to do something about his sister's suitor. With a surprising amount of skill she produced two pistols, she didn't remember what they were specifically – Ian had droned on about the weapon mods when he'd given them to her before Bryan took one and nearly shot him with it. Charlotte played with one pistol for a bit before looking up at her brother.
"No," A dark smirk crossed her face. "You want one?"
Nodding Alex grinned hopefully. "Just one bullet, I promise." She tossed it in the air and he caught it, and with the same fluidity that he'd used for the glass he fired a single shot at Oliver's glass, causing the entire thing to explode and disrupt the foundations of the table slightly. Poor old Oliver screamed in fright as Alex pulled on his MIB shades and glared at him. It wasn't difficult for Oliver to realise what the message was 'Stay away from my sister or your head's next.' Alex took a look at the silver plated pistol, examining it calmly in his hands. "Nice weight distribution, easy reloading, little recoil, inbuilt silencer… this is a decent assassin weapon sissy," He turned to Bryan because he knew that's where she'd gotten it from. "What the fuck were you thinking? She can't shoot, she'll kill someone! Probably herself!" Three slightly muffled gunshots rang out across the room and Alex's eyes widened as the dartboard that had been hanging next to the bar suddenly developed an exact hole where the bullseye should have been. Perfect aim, Alex thought to himself remembering Bryan's shooting lessons before grinning at his sister who was smirking triumphantly at him. "And somehow you still suck at CoD. What sorcery is this?"
*Flashback*
"Hold it steady, two hands – second hand is for support so grip it like this," Bryan gently repositioned her left hand over her right which grasped the black training gun firmly. Spencer had enforced a 'no firearms or weapons' rule up until they'd semi-adopted Charlotte (and or her brother when he came over), then it became a 'no firearms or weapons unless teaching' rule. Bryan, who sometimes just needed to fire a few bullets at Shrimp, got around this by saying he was teaching Charlotte and then make Shrimp her target. "She needs a moving target; people aren't going to stand still in a gunfight!" Decent reasoning, much to Spencer's annoyance; not that he'd have been able to stop Bryan with weapons anyway – Bryan would just find another way around it.
Alex had more power behind his melee weapons and was less affected by recoil due to his strength, but his accuracy wasn't all that brilliant whereas Charlotte was the reverse, her melee attacks were more based on speed and tactics (taught by Tala and Shrimp) because she lacked physical strength and recoil was a huge problem for her because of this. But her accuracy, after they'd given her a silencer (she jumped at sudden loud sounds like gunshots, even if she was the one firing them) was actually rather good. Initially she'd been tentative towards the weapon, almost frightened to fire it but once Bryan convinced her that she wouldn't die she began to relax and found her strength. They were working their way up the weapons chain with surprising ease; next week's lesson would be on machine guns as well as disarming tactics. As Ian had so brilliantly put it "Now if some psycho appears with a gun they'll be prepared for action!"
Shutting her eyes, Charlotte drew in a deep breath visualising the target (a lovely porcelain vase) in her mind's eye. Tuning out all noise – Bryan's voice, the boys yelling, the radio, she focused solely on her target mentally creating a bullseye of the exact place she wanted to hit. Her eyes cracked open suddenly and removing her left hand she fired a single bullet, the recoil flicking the gun slightly upwards along with her hand. The muffled crack of gunfire startled the other boys into appearing, once they saw the scene though they were speechless. The vase was shattered perfectly – as Spencer analysed the scene and worked out where the bullet had hit her realised it was dead centre. Once Spencer delivered the verdict shock froze the remaining Blitzkriegs, but Alex gave his sister a small round of applause. Bryan sniffed dramatically, embracing her in a crushing hug. "I'm so proud of you!" A warm bubble of pride swelled up inside of her as well as a feeling of hilarity; this is the only place in the world where a perfect gunshot through an expensive vase is cause for celebration.
Ian was doing his happy little leprechaun jig with Tala and Bryan was proudly yelling out that he'd taught her. The whole scene had her laughing as Spencer cheerily went off to make her a celebratory cake. I love these guys.
*Present Moment*
In response to Ian's howl of laughter she looked up at him with a malicious grin, motioning for Alex to give her back her other pistol. Shrugging he did so, what harm could she possibly do, before spinning around to face Max. "You were saying buddy? Sorry, I kind of got everyone a little off track." Max laughed, happy to continue on despite the incredibly strange interruption.
"Well the one thing I noticed was you hair is a lighter brown than hers but darker than mine. Plus, her eyes are green," Jade, Kai automatically corrected in his head, Her eyes are jade, idiot. He blushed slightly as if he'd said it out loud. Not that I know because I get lost in them or anything… of course not. "And mine are blue, but yours are kind of in the middle. See, you're what separates me from her. The missing link." The twins looked at one another with a grin.
"That actually…" began Alex, but he was finished by Charlotte, "makes sense." Max beamed proud of himself – now it all made sense! Or at least, until the twins came to a valuable point, "Wait, if you're our missing triplet then why aren't you tall like us?" That definitely stumped Max; Charlotte was alone already slightly taller than him, and Alex was almost a head taller than her. Defeated Max's head slumped and he sighed sadly, he looked like the human version of a sad puppy. Empathy was one of Charlotte's stronger traits, she looked as gloomy as Max felt.
"I guess I'm not your twin," His voice was filled with dejection, until Alex scooped him up in a crushing bro-hug.
"How about you be our honorary 'almost-twin'?" Max's eyes lit up at the idea and he perked back up immediately.
"The Blitzkriegs are our unofficial big brothers, bar Shrimp who is unofficial little big brother; I guess more unofficial family can't hurt!" Charlotte brightly stated much to Ian's annoyance. Max grinned and hugged his new 'unofficial twin' siblings.
"Thanks guys! This is the best! I don't have any siblings of my own, so it's nice of you to share with me!" Charlotte cocked her head while trying to work out what he'd meant sharing, but what are we sharing? but Alex just shrugged and assumed it was some kind of compliment.
"Anytime…?"
A soft tinkle of a little bell played over the loudspeaker, programmed to play only at a certain point in time. Bryan seemed to freeze at the sound as did Ian with Spencer straightening up suddenly. Charlotte checked the clock behind the bar and Alex nicked the black fedora from her head as she did so, spinning around and tipping it to the audience of curious onlookers. "That's my cue to go; it was nice meeting all of you." He tipped his hat once and pulled his shades on, raising his fingers in a mock army salute as he walked out the door. Charlotte impulsively touched her cat's bell necklace, looking up at nothing in particular. Max returned to his chair upon the insistence of Tala and suddenly the room was alive with conspiring murmurs of what that little bell could have meant for it to have such a sharp impact upon the Russians and their twin friends (for once it wasn't just Ozuma). Tala turned to Charlotte, no words were uttered not even a gesture, just a single gaze was enough of a hint for Charlotte to briskly trot off behind the door marked 'Staff Only'; a door she wouldn't reappear out of for quite some time. Walking out into the centre of the room Tala finally addressed the audience who all fell silent simply under his icy gaze.
"Ladies and gentlemen, that little bell was our pre-planned cue. It's time to move on to our main event!" Tala didn't even regard the door, but as he heard it clink shut behind her he smirked slightly. It's showtime, Kitten.
SUSPENSE! That's the end of Big Sister! I know, I know – a lot of guy-like gun references (I had to get my brother to help me with those, he plays a lot of CoD too) but trust me, there's something special coming next couple of chapters! :D :D :D :D :D
The Russian/Italian used:
1 - korotkiĭ - shortie
2 - Tu sei puttana – You are a bitch (BWAHAHA! One language at a time!)
Anyway, what did Tala mean by 'showtime'? Where's Charlotte gone? Why am I asking all these questions? The answers to all these and more in the next chapter of Little Russian Doll! PLEASE REVIEW! :D :D :D :D :D