The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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Mikail rushed to the bleachers after Kyle said that maybe he should see for himself what was wrong according to Kyle. "The second corner is the back row on the left!" Kyle tells.
And…
A man greeted her as soon as she got there.
Fuck Vallensky, Mikail is furious.
"Are you Mikail Volkov?" The man asked with contrived hospitality. "I just watched it in the middle" he said.
"I can't believe you still dare to show your face" Mikail smiled sinisterly.
A number of spooky-looking men immediately glanced at him from the row of benches in front of Vladimir.
Mikail watched them through the corner of her eye.
"Sit down!" Vladimir offered to pat the bench next to him, as if he were the host. "Just stay here empty," he said, glancing at the line of creepy-looking men earlier. "Don't force them to use force" he warned. "Just getting in was complicated!"
"What do you really want?" Mikail asked frankly.
Vladimir smiled faintly and turned his attention forward. Then cross. "Rafael played well" he said half-murmingly. "Is it because of that kid?"
Mikail stood up. But his views followed Vladimir.
Rafael was sneaking behind Cheri, inhaling the scent of the girl's hair silently. And when the girl suddenly turned around, the man stuttered. Then the two exchanged looks.
"It's the first time I've seen such a fragile and dazzling Rafael" Vladimir commented without distracting him from the stage.
Mikail glanced at him cursoryly, then went back to observing the show.
"I'm ugly. I'm waiting for you" Cheri said stammeringly.
Rafael inched backwards and looked at him, wide behind his mask. A strange taste sensation suddenly stung him.
"Ah, it must be because I don't have any friends!" Cheri quickly turned his face away.
Rafael approached with doubtful steps. "Beautiful.that's enough, '" he said. "I'm glad to hear it."
Cheri raised his face with round eyes and mouth.
"Hmmh!" Vladimir snorted thinly and grinned. "Love," he said. "I don't know which one of his loves clapped one hand, but it was clear from the look in his eyes. Maybe it's just their role."
Mikail gulped and gulped. But his attention could not be turned away from Cheri and Rafael.
Clumps of roses were scrawled behind them, lit up aided by the burning red lighting.
"Bad in Appearance" cried Cheri as he looked around the grove of flowers on his right left. "The roses are burning" he said, sticking fingertips to his lips. "Is this because of your magic?" Cheri asked as he turned to face Rafael.
Rafael looked down at Cheri, then turned in any direction and looked up at the rose behind him. "The roses are a part of me" he said. "They reflect my soul. If my heart is troubled, the roses will also wither."
Cheri looked up to observe the man's face with intense seduction.
"Now my heart is burning" Rafael turned to Cheri. "So the roses are also burning."
Box light the rose was darkened.
"Badly Appearance.." Cheri screeched again.
Rafael is flabbergasted behind his mask.
The light was absent in the scenario.
What the hell's going on? thought Cheri.
"Isn't that a box light rose?" One of the lighting staff started to worry.
"The condition is no longer possible," his colleague reasoned. "Hopefully it's okay."
"Since adolescence, Rafael has been an outstanding actor with a myriad of talents." Vladimir story. "That's why I like it so much and wear it."
Mikail remained unmoved. His attention had not turned away from Cheri and Rafael.
"There are times when the beauty of the parachute looks haughty," continued Vladimir while staring Rafael in the distance. "Maybe because he's still young." The man gave a short sigh. "Had he shown his frail side just a little.." Vladimir muttered. "He must be unrivaled."
Mikail glanced at Vladimir through the corner of her eye.
Vladimir glanced back at him. "If you're too perfect, no one else will be able to follow you" he said, smiling faintly. "So it's better to show your weakness a little bit" the man blinked one eye at Mikail.
Mikail grunting. "That's how you fooled Demian?" He asked cynically. "Rafael is too perfect. You won't be able to follow you. If you want to grow, leave him-betrayed Rafael?"
Vladimir chuckles.
"What else did you tell him?" Mikail continued.
Mikail tightened her jaw. "It turns out you did it?" Mikail concluded.
"Bad to be, look!" Cheri exclaimed as he bowed in front of the artificial pond among the rose groves. "The water is fresh" he said. "Try it!" Cheri poured water with both hands.
Rafael glared at him as he edged back.
"Ah, I'll take a cup!" Cheri stuttered and hurriedly turned around.
Rafael ambushed his shoulder. "It's okay! It was indeed appropriate for an animal like me," he said half snarling, then bowed, snatched the girl's hands and sucked her mouth.
Cheri.
Box light rose flowers back darkened. More clear than ever before to attract Mikail's attention.
"ah! Box light it again!" The lamplighters screamed simultaneously.
Rafael pulled his body up.
"Bad Rupa—" Cheri stuttered.
The man looked at her without saying a word.
"Rafael!" Cheri hissed gesturing to the man. "Next dialogue!"
The man remained silent.
The players who were peeking at the show backstage frowned.
"He forgot his dialogue," murmured Sesha in panic.
Suddenly and without warning, Rafael twisted his body and scattered off the stage.
"Rafael!" Cheri.
"Ouch!" The stage supervisor groaned in annoyance as he rubbed his face.
Mikail stuck in her place.
"Lamp, fade out!" The stage supervisor instructed. "Jump to round 7!"
"What the fuck?" Vladimir chuckled and ranted. "So she forgot the dialogue?"
Mikail snarled at the man while snatching the collar of his shirt. Then punch him in the face and scatter from that place.
Vladimir's henchmen moved in unison.
But Mikail had already disappeared behind the audience entrance as they tried to catch up with her.
"Just enough," said Vladimir. "We're home!"
The handsome men followed him at once.
Mikail had already turned at the end of the passageway when Vladimir and his men came out of the auditorium.
The atmosphere behind the stage sounded rowdy.
Everyone screamed noisily in front of the costume room, while Rafael shut himself in.
"Rafael! Open door!" Some of the staff screamed in anger while banging on the door.
The drama was completely destroyed, Cheri thought bitterly as he watched the noise in front of the costume room.
Some of the staff looked at him with pleading expressions.
Cheri rushed towards them and exposed the crowd. Then banged on that door. "Rafael! It's me—Cheri. Open door!"
The door opened simultaneously. Rafael immediately grabbed Cheri's arm and sighed the girl inside. Then shut the door and lock it.
Cheri. "Why is the door locked?"
Rafael didn't bully him. She sighed at Cheri's body and hugged him.
Cheri shrieked in surprise and jerked his body, trying to break free.
But the man grinned as he tightened his embrace.
What the hell's going on? thought Cheri. He looked at the man's face with his eyebrows intertwined.
Something's wrong with Rafael!
The man's face was not as usual.