Yujiko Posted June 26, 2013 Share Posted June 26, 2013 Pre-RP: The day Finland declared independance from Russia was the day Tino of Finland was born, and ever since Ivan has been trying to get him back. The boy grew into a man quickly, even Ivan was surprised. However his desires for the young nation forced him to pursue Tino no matter the costs... Name: Ivan Braginski Country: Russia Hair: Blonde/beige Eyes: Blue-Violet Height: 5' 11" DOB: December 30th Personality: Ivan has had a trouble past, but ultimately wants friends and people that love him like he loves most others. He has his enemies like anything other, but it seems as though over the years he has come to terms with them. The blonde man has lived many years, suffered many wars, and bore many heart breaks. Though he shoved on through it, the winter had become his worst enemy along the souls that haunt his home's soil. So many lost their lives on his land and he mourns over them, but this doesn't appease the spirits that lurk the very snows of his nation. Overall, Ivan is kind and ignorant, but fierce and strong at heart. He is careless and quiet, reserved and a rather tortured soul- he can be overwhelming at times. [WARNING: The Ivan Braginski to be portrayed in this RP is my rendition of Russia based on a thorough history analysis, he is not being OC'd, but rather portrayed in his truest nature] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrimsonWolf Posted June 28, 2013 Share Posted June 28, 2013 Tino sighed, sitting under a tree. It had only been a few years since he gained independence. But already he was hitting some trouble. Adjusting to life without Russia's guidance was tough, and now he had a few money problems. All thanks to america. He had heard almost everyone else was hit as well by the hard times, but due to his nature, he never travled outside of his home often. So he never had chance to find out. All he truly wanted was for Russia to see him as a man, and not the teenager he was. But, Russia had a hard time seeing things like that, especially if he wanted that thing or person badly. - - - Updated - - - Tino sighed, sitting under a tree. It had only been a few years since he gained independence. But already he was hitting some trouble. Adjusting to life without Russia's guidance was tough, and now he had a few money problems. All thanks to america. He had heard almost everyone else was hit as well by the hard times, but due to his nature, he never travled outside of his home often. So he never had chance to find out. All he truly wanted was for Russia to see him as a man, and not the teenager he was. But, Russia had a hard time seeing things like that, especially if he wanted that thing or person badly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yujiko Posted June 30, 2013 Author Share Posted June 30, 2013 Ivan growled at the window in his study- he was bored, and more importantly, lonely- but that was no surprise. A sigh fell heavy into the air as the blonde stood to his feet. Sure, it wasn't snowing in Russia, but it was still a little chilly out. The sun shined on the tall man's worn skin. "I vander how Tino is coming along..." Ivan stated this to himself, a huff followed. The sun brought him memories of when Tino was just a child, oh- Ivan thought he was just most adorable thing, but he grew up so fast- the boy grew right out of the Russian's hands. Placing a hand on the window, Ivan watched the trees beginning to grow back, he liked spring. Spring brought him piece. Walking across his study, the tall blonde walk out the door and down the hall. He wanted to the country again, the boy that was very quickly becoming a man- he wanted to see how Tino had grown in these past few months... Stepping out of a car, the Russian tightened his scarf. He knew the small country love it's land and outdoors, and so he began in the Finnish garden. Looking about the garden, the Russian spotted a man under the shade of a lively tree," I found you..." Smiled the other to himself, he had not yet began thinking of the other's demise, but I assure you, it was coming. "How are you enjoying Spring, Tino... Or should I call you Finland?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrimsonWolf Posted July 7, 2013 Share Posted July 7, 2013 Tino looked up towards the voice, raising his eyebrow. "Russia, what are you doing here?" He asked, standing up and stretching. He had to wonder why Russia was wearing the same old thick clothing. It wasn't cold at Finland's house, and he was just about to go and get dressed into his relaxation attire. But for now, he was curious about the Russian before him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yujiko Posted July 13, 2013 Author Share Posted July 13, 2013 Ivan was stunned a little by the question, Vhat am I doing here...?. A soft smile came to his cheeks as he knelt down to the smaller man. "I just came to see how you vere doing." Ah. This was a nice view- how the sun and the shade conspired together to make the younger country seem that much more appealing. "But, if I am disturbing you, I vill take my leave. Seeing you vas enough anyhow." The blonde stood, the sun being blocked by his height. "Although, I vould love to have some tea with you, Tino..." He said the other's name with a mother's kindness- I guess his own nickname was rubbing off on him, "Mother Russia." But, don't let it fool you, Ivan is not so predictable. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrimsonWolf Posted July 17, 2013 Share Posted July 17, 2013 "I guess i could make some. If i have some Tea left." Tino said, stretching slightly. It had been a while since he had seen the other man, but he had visitors regularly, so tea went quickly. He slowly walked towards his house. He stopped every so often, checking on the flowers that were growing, or feeding the animals. After a while, he reached his house, stepping inside of the small log cabin styled building. He walked over, checking his cupboard, pulling a small jar down and grabbing a teabag from the container, boiling some water and making the tea, while pouring Salmiaki for himself. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yujiko Posted July 28, 2013 Author Share Posted July 28, 2013 The blonde followed the smaller country to the log home, only observing as he watched them young man stop to check the flowers. Ah- it was a beautiful sight for Ivan's cold old sore eyes, a beautiful sight indeed. Once to the cabin, the blonde stripped his coat off and hung it on the coat rack. His clothing was long sleeved par usual, the classic school uniform kind of look with a little more age to it- point blank, old and reserved. He wore a sweater, a green one, with white trim at the neck and the cuffs. The under shirt was a button-up, classic for the blonde. Ivan took a seat and awaited for his tea, and boy did he love his hot tea. "So, Tino. How have you been fairing as of late?" ((I'm sorry I didn't reply for a while, I kind off fell of the earth for a bit >_)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrimsonWolf Posted August 9, 2013 Share Posted August 9, 2013 "I've been busy. What with the others preparing for the worst." He said, pouring the tea out for them both, humming softly, before carrying it over, smiling. He placed Ivans down, before grabbing his own, starting to drink it, "So, how are the Slavic nations holding up, and Estonia and Latvia?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yujiko Posted August 12, 2013 Author Share Posted August 12, 2013 Taking a sip of the tea he smiled lightly, his hand absorbing the cup's warmth. "Oh? They are doing vell..." Setting the cup down he stood for a moment," This tea is missing a wery important ingredient..." Walking over to his coat he pulled out a small glass bottle of Vodka. "Vodka~" Chimed the man as he took his seat again, slowly pouring the poison into the cup. Quickly, he was done and he capped the bottle, taking a large swig from the cup. "Ah! Perfect." Smiling he sat back. "Hov are things vith Ludwig?" His expression seemed to dull into a plain face, the kind he usually carried. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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