urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jarlash Stranger in a Strange Land Alexi Dmitriovich Chernacov 2005-03-29T19:43:46Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jarlash:2287 2005-03-28T02:52:13Z 2005-03-29T19:43:46Z ((OOC: The following is an entry in Alexi's personal journal on his computer. For all of his personal journal entries I will be using a LJ cut because he is writing this for himself and tends to use adult language and descriptions at time... so there is a possible smut warning.)<br /><br /><center><font size="+1"><a name="cutid1"></a>Personal Journal</font><br />[Translated from the Russian]</center><br /><br /><font size="-2">I have not had a chance to update as frequently as I would have prefered, but then I have been busy getting ready for the American Cup Competition. Which I am leaving for in a couple hours. Soon I will have to be going out and helping Piotr load the van for the trip. Horus has said that he is interested in coming along. Which makes me very happy. It will be nice to have someone there to cheer me on. <br /><br />We have spent more time together since that first night in the pool and hot tub. We have had dinner together, worked out together, wandered the town together. I am liking the sound of that... together. We have also fooled around again since that first time. I'm not sure what it is about the showers at Rowan, but so far all my sex seems to take place in or eventually end up in the showers here. That is where Horus and I fucked around again, and this time I do mean fucked. It was incredible! In truth I don't think I wanted it to end, I just wanted him to stay inside of me forever. Oh, and let me say something about Horus... he may not be a satyr, but what he has could definately let him in the club.<br /><br />We discussed being boyfriends recently, and he seemed to understand the nature of such a relationship with a satyr.<br /><br />That's it for now. I will write more when I get back from the competition.</font> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jarlash:1751 2005-03-20T05:37:55Z 2005-03-20T14:57:48Z ((OOC: The following is Alexi's personal journal on his computer. For all of his personal journal entries I will be using a LJ cut because he is writing this for himself and tends to use adult language and descriptions at time... so there is a possible smut warning.)<br /><br /><center><font size="+1"><a name="cutid1"></a>Personal Journal</font><br />[Translated from the Russian]</center><br /><br /><font size="-2">I have decided to start keeping a personal journal. Many things have been happening in my life and I am wanting to keep a record of them so I can go back and remember them later. I have settled into the school well, and am enjoying my time here. However, I can't always follow the teachers easy. They sometimes speak too fast for me to properly follow, even though my grasp of English is growing. I may have to get a tutor to help me. I do not have many classes dealing with the fae, but then I joined late in the year and it would have been even more difficult to pick up. Piotr was the one that suggested I wait until the beginning of next year to get into the fae classes so I can start in the beginning. <br /><br />Speaking of Piotr, he has been really working me hard lately with training. Which is understandable. The American Cup competition is coming up soon and I need to be ready for it. I want to properly represent Russia in the competition. Sometimes though, after a particularly hard training session I find myself thinking that Piotr really, really needs to get laid!<br /><br />My own getting laid hasn't been as active as I would like, but neither can I really complain. My first adventure was several weeks ago when Ash, Xandros and I had a three way fuck fest in the dorm showers. Ash plowed me, while he got it from Xandros. Lucky Ash! I wouldn't mind being on the receiving end from Xandros sometime. He fucks very nice from what I could tell. I would like to repeat with them, and the idea has been discussed... we just haven't gotten the chance yet. I would love to have a play time with them with one fucking me while the other is in my mouth. Perhaps I can arrange to have Xandros throw more mashed potatos at Ash. I should discuss forming a Tragos with them.<br /><br />The best though was with Horus, an Eshu kin. There is something about him... I'm not sure what... that makes me want to be with him. Not just as a fuck buddy, but possibly more. His flirting and seduction that night in the pool was very nice. The sex we had in the hot tub afterwards in the locker room was the best sex I have ever had. I hope it was not a one time thing. He is handsome and a nice person. I find myself thinking of him more than I have any other sex partner I have had.<br /><br />I would go into more details about Horus, but it is time for me to head out for some warm up before more training with Piotr.</font> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jarlash:967 2004-12-02T02:18:54Z 2004-12-09T12:51:42Z It wasn’t the first time he had been in the Sheremetyevo-II Airport, it wasn’t even the first time he had been to other countries. It was however the first time time he would be away for such a long time, and there for his mother was crying. His father had a look of pride on his face and smiled as he held his wife. “ Ya znayu y sdyelayet nas samolyubivo, moy synoc.” <i>[“I know you will make us proud, my son.”]</i><br /><br />Alexi smiled at his father. “Ya iadyeyusy-c, otyets. Eto budyet bol’shoy shans dlya myenya.” <i>[“I hope to, father. This will be a wonderful oportunity for me.”]</i><br /><br />Piotr nodded, “Da, s-obraeovanyem on poluchit na etoy shcolye, cotor on budyet poluchit’ v-pavyy univyersityet. Odno imyeyet comandu gimnastici tipa mira. To peredast on on syebya poluchit’ gotovym yesdi on dolzhyen sostyaeat’sya v-dvye tysichi vosim’ gad u.” <i>[“Yes, with the education he will get at this school he will be able to get into the right university. One that has a world class gymnastics team. That will give him what he needs to get himself ready if he is to compete in 2008.”]</i><br /><br />Dmitri nodded back to Piotr, “Vnimatyel’nost’ veyatiya khoroshaya yego, Piotr.” <i>[“Take good care of him, Piotr.”]</i><br /><br />Alexi moved over to his parents and hugged them both. “Ya propusu vas oba, no ya obyesayu vam ya sdyeklayet olimpiyscuyu comandu na v-dvye tysichi vosim’ grad u i sdyelayet vas oba samolyubivo.” <i>[“I will miss you both, but I promise you I will make the Olympic team for 2008 and make you both proud.”]</i><br /><br />Just then an announcement was made that their flight was boarding. With a final hug to his parents, Alexi and his coach headed for the plane that would take them to America. Alexi turned and gave a final wave to his parents before turning to look up at Piotr. “Bul’tue ubyeryeno nye udarit’ vashu golovcu eto vryemya cogda vy shagayetye v-poscosti,” <i>[“Be sure not to hit your head this time when you step in the plane,”]</i> he told his troll mentor. Piotr just smiled back.