viktorymaker

never had a cat, have you? course it isn't fun. it's like cleaning up after a drunk friend, but the little ratbag's not gonna feel bad about it the next day.

[ Do you mean he's getting better from that one post that Viktor forgot? ]

Oh, this one? It's one of my favorites, I must say. It's boring to always drink from the same cup, so I have a small collection with different designs upstairs in my office.

[ He puts a finger on his lips, smiling as he thinks of something. ]

Right. Would you like some coffee while we talk business, or are you in a hurry?

Dancing also seems a lot more glamorous than it actually is! But I still wouldn't change it for anything 😘

[ He hesitates before writing the next message, but he figures he might as well mention it now. ]

I do have another job though! Well, I like to call it a hobby, since it's not my main source of income, but I take it seriously

I have a dog! He's very well trained. Sometimes there are accidents of course but that's to be expected.

Anyway aren't cats supposed to be cleaner than dogs? Or is that false advertising

[ She's getting something from Viktor? Anya you are an inspiration... ]

Definitely. Panicking never solves anything, but thinking positive can ❤️. So don't forget you're not alone, OK?

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[ Yuri's reaction to the plush isn't even THAT surprising, considering his complicated relationship with his fangirls... Maybe a little extreme, but that's about it. Viktor recovers from his initial surprise easily, looking up from the cute cat plush and back at Yuri. ]

Your fan club sent it. Maybe they're recruiting?

[ The first part was said in the most matter-of-fact tone of you can imagine, because it is a fact and there is no room for doubt. ]

I don't know what they have to do with Retrospec, though. Can you ask them next time you meet up with them? If they have any connections with people who work in Retrospec, it would be useful to know.

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Okay..... Then I will do my best! I'll ask Yuratchka if he knows anything... I do not know anyone else in the city who speaks Russian besides him and Viktor - and he takes good care of me, but can I still ask you questions sometimes too?

I'm worried that it'll be harder to understand me...

you do? what's your second job about?

[he must be quite the busy person to juggle his dance and something on the side, but it might be a passion project.]

[totally don't know what you're talking about]

Cool.

[prompto can respect that, except he literally only has the one cup: his own. and then one more just in case his cup breaks or he has a guest (highly unlikely, since he's usually the guest).]

I'm not in a hurry, but I'll have hot cocoa instead if you have it. Or water. Can I choose the cup I drink it from?

sure, in the bathroom department. when it comes to chunder? you bet it's worse.

[ He chuckles. ]

Sure. Follow me, I think the owner has cocoa in her office.

[ Which means he'll be "borrowing" some... That being said, he turns and leads the way! There are a few dance rooms on this floor, and all the doors are open so if Prompto looks he can see that they're all equipped with stereos and mirrors and barres, some props are lying around, etc! The stairs are at the end of the corridor, next to a bathroom and the kitchen, which in turn leads to a backyard. In fact, they can hear a dog barking excitedly as they walk past. ]

I'm not done yet, Makkachin! Be a good boy and wait, OK?

[ Anyway, there are more rooms upstairs, which is where they're headed! And there's also a third floor, but that's not relevant right now. Viktor stops in front of the only door that is locked, taking out his keys like it's totally normal to have a copy of the owner's keys to her own office. ]

It's good that she's not here. She's a bit obsessed with security, as you can see.

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Of course! You can ask me questions whenever you want. It's refreshing to speak Russian in Recollé with someone other than Yura.

Maybe you'll wake up tomorrow and things will be back to normal. I hope so! But if they don't, try not to panic and things will work out because you'll make them.

[ For Viktor standards, that was pretty good. He's aware of it and he rereads this twice before sending it. ~~He's kind of proud...~~ ]

[ He started saying this for Reasons and now he's having fun?? He even considered inviting her to make a guess for a split second. Live the moment, Viktor! ]

Private investigation 😉

My condolences

[ He suddenly feels a strong urge to go hug his dog... ]

[that's a pair of words she hadn't expected to see at all. she doubts she would have ever guessed, if he'd given her the chance to - dancing and detective work, two distinct disciplines. what a curious puzzle of himself Viktor's revealed so far.]

that's an impressive side job, if i may say so. i've nothing but the highest respect for detectives and all the work you do. though for both our sakes i hope i don't need to meet you in a professional capacity any time soon.

[not that she'd mind, but not everyone wants to exchange pleasantries over a dead body.]

information you've always needed, right?

thanks for being a good sport about fuzzball tmi

Not panicking.... Okay! Anya will do her best.

If Viktor doesn't mind answering questions, that is even better. Thank you.

[spasiba!!!]

( Viktor keeps talking. It keeps making no sense, especially when he's not even talking like... Yuri frowns. )

Vitya, what the hell are you talking about? Dave and Nastenka didn't start any stupid fan club until today, and that was because of things like that!

( Now he's angrily pointing right at the plush where it lies on the floor. )

There's no one to ask! For all I know, Retrospec decided they're fans and started sending these out to whoever they wanted!

[prompto follows, looking this way and that into all the different rooms they pass, his curiosity massively piqued by how different this place is to any he's been in before--clearly, prompto has never been a pursuer of dance.]

[it's impressive that there's a backyard? it's almost as if this were a house. and just as excited as makkachin is, prompto is also perking up to see where the barking is coming from.]

[but--! no time for that! as they arrive at some locked doors]

Oooh, is it okay for us to go in then? She won't know about it and then hunt us down, will she?

[he has no idea of who this person could be]

[ No kidding! ]

I hope we don't. Coffee sounds so much better and I'm looking forward to that! ❤️

But it might happen at some point, so I thought I'd mention it

[ This is, in fact, a remodeled house! How did you know? ]

Don't worry about it~.

[ That is to say, she totally will hunt him down for this, if he knows her at all. But that's Viktor's problem, not Prompto's.

He opens the door and now Prompto can see a very nice office that may or may not have more than one phone line and computers. Wow, weird! Anyway, Viktor enters the room and walks up to a small table to take a can of cocoa from there. Once he has it in his hand, he walks out of the room again breezily, assuming that Prompto will follow (if he entered the room at all). ]

OK. My office is this way.

[ The door will close and lock itself automatically when they're outside! And Viktor will open another door across the corridor, one that was clearly not locked. It leads to a very bright, big room, with windows open, a mirror, a barre, a stereo... It's totally a dance room. But it also has a desk against a wall, with a laptop, two mobile phones and some papers, and so on. Welcome to his so-called office! He's clearly claimed this dance room for himself. There's also an electric boiler on a small cupboard. He gestures at it as he takes a folding chair so that Prompto has somewhere to sit. ]

My collection is there. [ It has some cute things with dog and stylized dance silhouettes designs, but it also has things like this and this and this and this. ]

Anytime. I'm glad to be of help

[ And that is 100% honest. Spasiba to you too, Anya. ]

No problem. It's unusual but that only makes our meeting more memorable, right?

[ And that's good. In a way... ]

Good luck with the cat and nice texting you, Freya!

[ Yuri's reacting very strongly to this, which is a little amusing. Is he trying to deny the existence of his fanclub? Sure, his fans may not be the most sensible in the world, but this is a little too rude to let it pass. ]

What are you talking about, Yura? Not that your friends and the Retrospec staff can't be your fans too, but I'm talking about Yuri's Angels, your die-hard fan club. The ones who...

[ Follow you everywhere? Post pictures of you on their Instagram? Wear cat ears in your honor?

Does anyone really do that?

This is where Viktor frowns as well. And then he turns around sharply to take his phone and quickly tries to load the Yuri's Angels Instagram account. Which, of course, doesn't exist. ]

. . .

[ The precise moment when things click in his head is almost audible. ]

Ah. Maybe I'm mistaken.

[ That's all you're getting spontanously out of him, Yura. ]

( He listens, incredulous, but paying close attention, because Viktor doesn't screw with him like this. Yuri's of the opinion the older man screws with him in other ways, but how much of that is reality versus teenage perception is a matter of debate.

But he's a keen kid, either way; he hears Vitya trail off, watches him turn around and check his phone. Sees the silence as much as he hears it, and then there it is: Viktor's answer. )

You're so full of shit, Viktor! Fine, what-fucking-ever. You knew what Yuri's Angels were. But don't tell me. I'm sure it's worth keeping that to yourself. I'm so sure it's worth it.

( Yuri hasn't liked this, hasn't liked the implication, doesn't know about this die-hard fan club that Viktor Nikiforov is talking about without blinking: until, just as suddenly, he's not. Yuri's tired of this already, tired of what he perceives as being needless bullshit from someone he really, really wishes he could trust.

But he doesn't. That's just as evident when he shoves his hands into his jacket pockets and executes a flawless, still... too dramatic spin turn and stalks off. Not stomping, though there's something tempting there. He's unsettled enough that he wants to go think about this and the implications, even as he's definitely leaving Viktor with his new fuzzy friend and his helpful lack of transparency. He has enough to deal with in his life. He doesn't need to deal with more shitty adults being exactly that: shitty.

(Way too jaded, way too young. YURI.) )

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so i was out of the country and got sick shortly after returning..CURSED THREAD??

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a-at least this is not timesensitive CURSED MONTH!! what was march even

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