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Yevheniy Kharchenko had been in Azkaban for about nine years now, the time passed painfully slowly and he still had possibly another six years before he was out again. The thought of which was something he was eager for. Yev was well enough behaved in this prison, there were too many other...

Slate probably........

With every fiber of his being Yevheniy was growing to hate Ioan, there was no reason to not consider caution when they were faced with such high stakes in an election. There was no reason to not be cautious. Yevheniy could admit that he wasn't always the most cautious person, but he always tried...

Yevheniy's eyes narrowed as Ioan questioned whether or not anyone else knew, as if feeling taunted at the idea that people would listen to him, which no one ever did. They didn't listen to proof or reason, when it was coming from him. It didn't matter at all if the person who had foreseen it was...

There was only a small shred within Yevheniy that thought that this man had ever done this for the cause. Maybe a tiny part of the man cared about their cause, but he'd grown comfortable, too confident and of course unable to contain his ego. "You'd be as useless a leader for all of New Zealand...

Yevheniy, almost unlike himself, wanted to try to get Ioan to see the mistake he was making in all of this. Give him an opportunity to break away from all of it, run away and keep everything. If they lost everything, he would lose the most and it would be his fault. Yevheniy got the impression...

Slate

Yevheniy rolled his eyes at the other man but he knew that Fenris was right, actually finding anything was never going to work. They would never find what they needed, they were too few, with too few points of entry to it. He knew that with the arrest of Metrophanes, which Yev couldn't admit to...

The message and vision from Esme had given Yev enough incentive to act. It was the day before the election, so perhaps not enough time to stop it, but Yevheniy was going to do his damn best to stop it. Yev seemed to be the only one who care, him and his band of merry men. He had been looking for...

Yevheniy immediately spotted Fenris when he arrived, he kept his gaze away from the younger man, focused instead on the minister or potential minister working away at the other side of the street. They were hidden enough that there wouldn’t be much suspicion on what they were doing, they were...

Yevheniy adjusted his position against the wall, he moved the cigarette from one side of his mouth to the other. He was watching Ioan Finch from where he stood. The man was greeting people, and doing what appeared to be campaign business. He couldn't hear what was being said, but that wasn't the...

There was nothing that was making Yev more unhappy than this dumb election. He knew they needed to support the two dumb scit members who were putting themselves out there, and he decided the best method to do that was to tear down some other people's work. He had of course covered most of his...

Yevheniy glared at his comrade and frowned, "The wand will always be weaker because it isn't our true wand, but a fancy wand with expensive materials that we'll use occasionally isn't economical," The leader of the anarcho's might spend most of his time in dingy bars drinks and fighting with...

Yevheniy wasn’t sure what to make of Arlo, and his little buddy. He was tentative to trust anyone, and this girl had been the last thing he had been expecting. Some silly little woman, who didn’t know poop about everything that they had or what they did. He didn’t like the idea of just trusting...

It had been odd to receive a message from one of his members about wands. He was sure having more than one wand would be practical for them, but making these links himself was a rather odd thing. He was curious, tentatively curious but curious nonetheless about what this might bring. He had...

Yevheniy wasn't too surprised when the first of his "friends" stepped into the room. It was sure to be one of the few times most of them had ever really been in a room together, he didn't feel nervous about it, the vodka he was drinking calmed any residue nerves he might've had about this...

Slate/Murder

9/10 I like it, I would just change a little of the colouring of it.

Yevheniy looked at the man with a slightly raised eyebrow, "You didn't," he replied with a little amused expression, it wasn't like either of them had really been able to talk about what they respectfully did, and Yev didn't like talking about what he did because really he couldn't, it wasn't...

Acrobat OutOfTen I bet your husband thoroughly enjoys that. <i></i><i></i>