When You and I Were Gettin' High as Outer Space


-{Name: Nina Kallas}-
-{My father is Demetri Kallas. I live with him and his fiance Kurt Wagner, and...I have wings.}-
[[This is an Original Character rp account. Nina belongs to me, but sadly Seychelle Gabriel, the woman I use as her play-by, does not.]]
{v Sometimes my Daddy sings to me. v}

bibbitybobbitybooyouwhore:

fallenxforxredemption:

bibbitybobbitybooyouwhore:

I’m awesome. Seriously. Went to see one hell of a killer flick, y’know? 

How’re you doing?

Sounds like you had some fun. 

I am alive. Trying to pry my daughter from the training room, but she’s being difficult.

Oh man I had SO MUCH fun you have no idea.

Aww, you have a daughter? That’s adorable.

FUCK YOU LET ME TRAIN

theycallmedeadeye:

daddyslittlesoldier:

theycallmedeadeye:

Enjoy it.

It wasn’t that bad. Not seeing Kashnikov during that time, though, that was the hardest part. Mama and papa wouldn’t let me see him. Grigori changed that. How is it a curse?

-u-

Ah. Young love.

I will live to bury you. How is that not a curse?

Hush, you.

‘Is part of life, Nina. I have had too many close calls with death to fear it these days. [Attempts a remeasuring smile] You will find other, more immortal woman to bother. Like Talos.

Never.

It is not just you that I will bury, Katerina. Kurt will go too, and one day, those like Talos with either fade or be killed off from gang wars. The only one I’ll ever have in the end is my father—a fact that makes it incredibly difficult to muster up the will to communicate with other mortals. 

keeptotheshadows:

daddyslittlesoldier:

keeptotheshadows:

I’d take it over London any day, trust me. London’s home an’ all tha’ bu’ New York’s…Jus’…Better? I dunno why, it jus’ is, y’know?

Yes, yes I do.

Plus I’m far, far away from mum. Jus’ keeps gettin’ better an’ better.

Ah. I never knew my mother. And I’d be nothing without my father, so I can’t really relate there, but hey. If you’re happy, that’s what’s important.

keeptotheshadows:

daddyslittlesoldier:

keeptotheshadows:

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We are very similar in that respect, then. -grins.- Manhattan?

S’all part’a bein’ a kid, I guess. Yeah, Manhattan. Been ‘ere a good while. Took me a while t’get used to it bu’ s’practically ‘ome.

It really is.

I love Manhattan. Best place to be, our penthouse there is gorgeous. I can’t wait to go back.

I’d take it over London any day, trust me. London’s home an’ all tha’ bu’ New York’s…Jus’…Better? I dunno why, it jus’ is, y’know?

Yes, yes I do.

theycallmedeadeye:

daddyslittlesoldier:

theycallmedeadeye:

[Snorts] Don’t tell him that I told you.

Lucky, lucky girl. I was bedridden for days when it happened.Eh, ‘is alright. ‘Is not the worst pain I have been in.

Vengeance is mine at last.

Eugh. That’s awful. It can be useful, yes. It is also a curse, as I am learning now.

Enjoy it.

It wasn’t that bad. Not seeing Kashnikov during that time, though, that was the hardest part. Mama and papa wouldn’t let me see him. Grigori changed that. How is a curse?

-u-

Ah. Young love.

I will live to bury you. How is that not a curse?

theycallmedeadeye:

daddyslittlesoldier:

theycallmedeadeye:

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He’s too antisocial for that. And paranoid about leaving Kurt and I alone for too long. Besides, I can’t force him to do shit. He /is/ my father, you know? Hmm. That’s no good.

From observing my nieces, I have learned that some crying and threats of running away are usually all it takes to get a father to do something.

[Shrugs her shoulders] Eh, it will stop hurting in time. ‘Is been doing this since I was sixteen, ‘is all part of breaking a limb badly.

…-grins.-

Ah. Been there, but with I got the good genes so breaks don’t last near as long on me. I’m sorry you’re in pain, though.

[Snorts] Don’t tell him that I told you.

Lucky, lucky girl. I was bedridden for days when it happened.Eh, ‘is alright. ‘Is not the worst pain I have been in.

Vengeance is mine at last.

Eugh. That’s awful. It can be useful, yes. It is also a curse, as I am learning now.

keeptotheshadows:

daddyslittlesoldier replied to your post: daddyslittlesoldier replied to your post:…

We are very similar in that respect, then. -grins.- Manhattan?

S’all part’a bein’ a kid, I guess. Yeah, Manhattan. Been ‘ere a good while. Took me a while t’get used to it bu’ s’practically ‘ome.

It really is.

I love Manhattan. Best place to be, our penthouse there is gorgeous. I can’t wait to go back.

theycallmedeadeye:

daddyslittlesoldier replied to your post: daddyslittlesoldier replied to your post:…

He’s too antisocial for that. And paranoid about leaving Kurt and I alone for too long. Besides, I can’t force him to do shit. He /is/ my father, you know? Hmm. That’s no good.

From observing my nieces, I have learned that some crying and threats of running away are usually all it takes to get a father to do something.

[Shrugs her shoulders] Eh, it will stop hurting in time. ‘Is been doing this since I was sixteen, ‘is all part of breaking a limb badly.

…-grins.-

Ah. Been there, but with I got the good genes so breaks don’t last near as long on me. I’m sorry you’re in pain, though.

Am I blending in yet?

Am I blending in yet?

(Source: mitasmeanderingmind)

Awkward Learning Experiences

fuzzyelf:

daddyslittlesoldier:

She took in the pensive look on his face, leaning against his side in an attempt to bring him back to the present. It is what? Nina didn’t know, but it seemed to have Kurt worried. When he came back to her, he gave his head a light shake, and continued speaking. The last bit of his explanation made her eyes snap from gazing out at the ocean to his face.

What?” She didn’t intend for her question to come out quite so harshly, so she continued after clearing her throat. “Is that even possible?”

Her initial “what” had Kurt fear that his using the word “freaks” had been a very bad move indeed, but when she continued, he wondered if it hadn’t just been shock.

“For people with physical mutations to be looked upon as normal? Yes, yes it is possible. It is rare, but it happens. There was the school, of course, but I suppose you mean by humans.” Kurt thought for a moment, trying to pick the right words this time. “The Zirkus is a funny place filled with funny people. We look after our own no matter what. Many of the humans had been told by the world they were freaks so who were they to look on me as a monster?” He shrugged, realizing he was probably getting a little too deep. “Anyway, I grew up there so I was always just a kid to them.”

She waited quietly, her eyes on the man’s face until they moved to watch the sand. With the small shift of her head her hair fell to hide her face. As she listened, Nina contemplated his words. She could relate to his past. The girl had not known that there were places on Earth where humans were considered “freaks” alongside mutants, and she frowned at that ignorance which contrasted all her time already spent in the world. Nina had forgotten that humans could be as cruel to their own as they were to others. 

“That is..interesting. I would definitely like to see it, if you truly mean to take me.” She paused, considering her words just as carefully as Kurt did. “I want..to know about your childhood. Your mistakes and your triumphs. One day..” Nina sighed, nudging a mound of sand with the toe of her boot until it toppled over. “One day, I wish to know your life story. When you’re ready. When you think that you can tell me without hiding anything.” As her wings cramped from the cold, she extended them to their full length, shaking out a tangled bit of feathers towards her right flank. A thought slipped into the back of her mind, and she gave a wry, humorless smile. “If you’re still around, by then.”