Day out [P=Raushan]

[Aleksandr Chekov]

Country: Soviet Union, Moscow
Current Time: 14:58, 19 May 1942
Weather Conditions: Clear sky

He had gotten a bit of leave from the constant fighting and had been send to the Capital Moscow to relax before being sent back to the front with his men, that was one thing he enjoyed about being Komsomol and an Officer it gave some nice times off although he was still looking forward to be back with his men and fighting against the German invader not having much feeling that the red army would be able to do it alone.

When coming to Moscow a few days before he had gotten a nice shower and his first decent meal in weeks, he felt nice being in a clean uniform as well as finally having a full stomach although it visible that he had come from the harsh parts of the fighting still regaining the colour in his skin after a harsh winter of fighting crawling through bodies and shooting Germans loosing men trying to keep a control of the districts and who he lost in his platoon.

After having walked a bit down the street he had found a nice café/restaurant and had decided to sit down. Now he sat there drinking a cup of coffee overlooking the Volga Moskva river that had boats with troops sailing back and forward. He shrugged at the thought that there was few in his kind of black naval uniform around other then on the ships.

He took off his cap and placed it on the table and leant back going into thought. While with one hand he was sitting and messing with the Collar tab that told his rank as a Lieutenant and relaxing.


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The Volga doesn't flow through Moscow, the Moskva does.

[Raushan Ilyinichna Kaptsova]

Raushan decided to take a short break from whatever she was doing...seeing as she hadn't been able to take in the city due to her job. Moscow was certainly very different from her home in Belarus. Though, she gotta hand it...it was much better being in the city than that god forsaken place; anything was better than home. Raushan continued out the office building's double doors, and descended the cement stairs.

She wore black pumps and NKVD uniform with a clean white long-sleeved button up work shirt tucked into a slimming pencil skirt that fell about knee length.

The outfit itself seemed to hug every inch of her body showing off the sway of her curves as she walked. Fluidly and effortlessly...she wanted people to think that everything she did was in a sense...effortless yet intriguing in some way. That was her goal after all...it was her job in fact to fool the very people around her...to Raushan it was like some sort of childish game. A game only she knew the rules to, and ways to win.

Raushan sighed, glancing around a few times as she walked down the side walk. With a small swish of her hips she caught a few glances from a few Russian soldiers on leave (not that she minded the stares). She smiled her signature, eye-catching smile, blowing a teasing red-lipped kiss at them as she walked away. She brushed her silky pin-curled locks of auburn-dark chocolate hair off her shoulder as she neared a small cafe.

Well, I am on break...a cu of coffee wouldn't hurt. she thought playfully. As she approached the cafe she noticed almost all the chairs were occupied...dam, was the first thing that came to mind. Raushan wasn't really in the mood to chat with a total stranger...but the urge for some coffee made her think otherwise.

She place on her best smile and walked around looking for anyone who had an empty seat. She turned and found a soldier sitting down with an empty seat before him and with a good view of the Volga Moskva river.

She approached him slowly clearing her throat in a polite manner, " Это место взято?" she asked with a bit of a teasing twang to her tone.

Translation:
" Это место взято?" - Is this seat taken?

[Aleksandr Chekov]

As had become a habit for him his thoughts weren't so calm but was more about tactics and how to respond to certain situations as well as commanding and the constant following orders loosing men, writing letters sleeping in mud and rubble, eating little to no food, always making speeches of morale. So suddenly being able to sit down and relax didn't feel normal, and as expected the news paper was filled with the usual writing about the coward German invaders and the heroism of the soldiers on the front.

As a girl went to his table and spoke he turned his concentration to her looking at her blankly for a few moments, she seemed young and nicely dressed, though she seemed to be a civilian considering she didn't wear the olive uniform of an army clerk or personnel. He was estimating her age to be not more then him and she seemed to have a petite and attractive build.

After a few moments of silence he nodded "Нет, это место не принимаются мисс" He said removing his satchel from the seat before motioning to the char and straightening his back. He looked her up and down as he had done a lot of times since he got here after the lack of female presence and he liked how this girl looked which most likely was the main reason he let her sit by him.

He was thinking for a few moments what to say to start a conversation with this girl "Вы из Москвы?" he asked politely feeling it was obvious that she was from somewhere near considering the clothing she wore, but had been a while since he had talked to a civilian.

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Нет, это место не принимаются мисс = "no, this seat is not taken miss."

Вы из Москвы? = "you from Moscow?"

[Raushan Ilyinichna Kaptsova]

Raushan smiled casually taking a seat across from the soldier. Her smile sill plastered on her face as she crossed her legs lightly on top of the other. She smoothed out her pencil skirt adjusting her posture, making sure that it wouldn't ride up at any moment. She caught him looking at her and smiled playfully, true Raushan was quite use to men staring at her...oddly this entertained her quite a bit. She figured it would kill some unnecessary time if she toyed with him a little.

She gestured to the server ordering a coffee...within moments the soldier began some sort of conversation with her. She was a little put back by the fact he had spoken first, she smiled flirtatiously, " Да я" she said teasingly as she leaned back against the chair, "И я предполагаю, что Вы - солдат? лейтенант? быть точным??" she asked her blue eyes falling on his collar tab.

She smiled again, liking the attention she was getting till the server came with her coffee. She thanked him accordingly and began adding sugar and cream to the steaming brown liquid before her. Her blue eyes wondered on to the soldier again, wondering when he was going to answer he question. She glanced over his black uniform seeing that it was kept nice and partially wrinkle free, as did many soldiers. She looked him over discreetly her eyes falling on his Komsomol badge. She quirked her eyebrow lightly...feeling quite intrigued that this soldier had one.

She took a few more sips of her coffee before speaking, "Простите мне... Я не представлялся. Я Раушан..."she said with a playful smirk crossing her reddened lips.

Translations:
Да я - yes I am
]И я предполагаю, что Вы - солдат? лейтенант? быть точным?? - And I'm guessing you are a soldier? lieutenant? to be exact??
Простите мне... Я не представлялся. Я Раушан. - Forgive me...I didn't introduce myself. I'm Raushan.

[Aleksandr Chekov]

He smiled for a short moment as she took a seat he felt lucky that a girl looking like her decided to sit by him of cause he wasn't extremely battle-scared meaning he at least felt he still had his good looks and he hoped he could use that on this girl although he wasn't certain how good it would work.

As she replied that she was from Moscow he nodded at her reply. Then her question came, if he was a soldier and a lieutenant, he knew it was pretty obvious, he gave a nod "а, но я больше моряк затем солдата. Я Третий лейтенант" he stated calmly before tapping the Red Navy badge on his shoulder. He looked as she started adding sugar and cream to her coffee and felt a bit like people away from the dangers of rationing took things like this for granted he knew that a lot of people in Leningrad would do anything to get something which was just used in a large amount here.

He decided to shrug it off. As she decided to introduce herself his smile became more steady, Raushan, she introduced herself by first name, most likely her way of playing his game since it was obvious by the way he was looking at her that his intentions might not be extremely noble. "Раушан?Приятно с вами познакомиться." he said softly before continuing "Я младший лейтенант Александр Чехов 3-й бригады морской пехоты, 2-го батальона, 8-я рота Ленинграда" he stated it being obvious that he was proud of his position but he said the name of his brigade with a lot of pride. He was a stubborn follower of the term 'collective heroism' which the communist party had close to demanded was shown and some thing even the army command had seen the navy infantry showed.

He took a deep breath before continuing "А что это ваша работа?Клерка?" he asked curiously not knowing her position because to him most civilian clothing looked the same but hers was finer then usual which he didn't mind.

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а, но я больше моряк затем солдата. "Yes, well I'm more a sailor then a soldier. I'm a Mladshii Leitenant"

Раушан?Приятно с вами познакомиться "Raushan? A pleasure to meet you"

Я младший лейтенант Александр Чехов третьей бригады морской пехоты Ленинграда "I am mladshiy leytenant Aleksandr Chekov of the 3rd naval infantry brigade, 2nd Battalion, 8th Company of Leningrad"

А что это ваша работа?Клерка? "And what is your job? A clerk?"

[Raushan Ilyinichna Kaptsova]

"Третий лейтенант? Интересный..." she said with a half smile crossing her lips as he tapped the badge on his shoulder.

She stirred the cream and sugar in her coffee cup a bit more, her mind starting to wonder a bit. She began to think of how much paper work or files she had t go through once she got back to the NKVD headquarters. She frowned thinking how boring that part of her job was.

Raushan arched her eyebrow a bit and looked at the Mladshii Leitenant for a moment as he said her name, it was funny hearing people say it...normally she was use to her codename that was given to her by the NKVD. But, in any case it was nice to hear her name once in a while. She sat up a bit straighter as he introduced himself, "Александр? Это - хорошее название." she said with a teasing twang to her tone; leaning forward against the table a bit.

She sensed a bit of pride in his voice as he spoke about his rank. Of course, she shouldn't be overly surprised that one would be proud of one's rank. Not that she particularly cared. She took another sip of coffee as Alexandr took a deep breath.

"Клерка?" she laughed a bit placing the coffee cup down in front of her lightly, " Не дразнить.... Я думаю, что Вы уже знаете то, что я являюсь Третий лейтенант..." she said with a bit of a sly smile on her reddened lips.

Translations:

Третий лейтенант? Интересный... - Mladshii Leitenant? interesting...

Александр? Это - хорошее название. - Alexandr? That's a nice name.

Клерка? - A clerk?

Не дразнить.... Я думаю, что Вы уже знаете то, что я являюсь Третий лейтенант - Don't tease....I think you already know what I am Mladshii Leitenant.

[Aleksandr Chekov]

He wasn't to sure why she felt it interesting that he was a lieutenant it was just the way that it was, having completed enough courses to achieve a decent rank in the navy.

She arched her brow a bit as he mentioned her first name, she seemed surprised and amused, he felt there was something odd about this girl but he wasn't sure what but for now she was just another soldier in her olive drab uniform. As she mentioned his first name he leaned back in the chair "Чехова, товарищ Раушан he stated calmly with an almost emotionless tone, she seemed nice but he wasn't sure if he should go on a first name basis yet. But he did acknowledge her as a comrade.

As she said that he most likely already knew what she was he pulled on his shoulders having noticed the NKVD branch collar tab she had on her uniform, which was the main reason it stayed on a last name basis so far "Конечно же я получил мои предположения товарищ Раушан" he said before taking a sip of his coffee taking a deep relaxing breath still enjoying the taste of it.

He looked at her again "Я бы только с указанием очевидным просьбой, если вы были НКВД, я просто спрашиваю, если вы клерк есть" he state assuming that she was a clerk and even if she wasn't he weren't going to ask her if she was doing secret work for the NKVD because she might be lower rank then him but the right file through the bureaucracy could end his career.

He started giving a faint smile again "С учетом сказанного. Как это Москва? Я не был здесь давно, и, скорее всего, не будет, но как бы один повеселиться в городе, как это? Конечно же, кроме прекрасной компании, которую вы мне дать." something inside him told him not to try and hit or flirt with her but it had been long since he had last enjoyed the company of a female, and he was up for a challenge.


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Чехова, товарищ Раушан - "Chekov, Comrade Raushan"

Конечно же я получил мои предположения товарищ Раушан - "Of cause... I got my assumptions Comrade Raushan"

Я бы только с указанием очевидным просьбой, если вы были НКВД, я просто спрашиваю, если вы клерк есть - "I would only be stating the obvious by asking if you were NKVD I'm just asking if you are a clerk there"

С учетом сказанного. Как это Москва? Я не был здесь давно, и, скорее всего, не будет, но как бы один повеселиться в городе, как это? Конечно же, кроме прекрасной компании, которую вы мне дать. - "With that said. How is Moscow? I haven't been here for long, and most likely won't be but how would one enjoy themselves in a town like this? Of cause besides the lovely company you give me."

[Raushan Ilyinichna Kaptsova]

"товарищ Александр..." she insisted with a flirtatious smile. Even though he wanted her to address him by last name, she felt it would ease the tension in the atmosphere since she gave him her first name....it was only fair. Well in her mind it was.

Raushan ran her finger against the rim of her mug as Aleksandr spoke; arching her eyebrow when he stated he'd be stating the obvious. A sense of irritation seemed to snap her from being in a good mood to a rather annoyed one, " Если бы Вы уже знали ..., почему Вы спросили бы?? Больше всего держал бы тот комментарий к себе ...., ваш аргумент является несоответствующим тому, что Вы спрашивали из меня...." she said calmly.

Her smile didn't waver; keeping a care free yet flirtatious demure to keep the Mladshii Leitenant suspecting that she was utterly quite offended by his comment. Which in truth she was....really was. Raushan bit her tongue lightly to keep herself from saying something that she was going to regret; not even the NKVD could protect her if she got into trouble with Mladshii Leitenant.

Raushan shook her head simply when Alekandr finished speaking, " Нет, из-за моего определенного занятия выбора... Я не видел всю Москву." she said as she took a sip of her coffee, " Отвечать на ваш вопрос.... Я предполагаю, можно найти его удовольствие в одном из борделей Москвы... Я услышал, что они - настоящая выгода для молодых армейских или военно-морских мужчин как Вы..." she smirked; trailing her fingers playfully across Alekandr's hand before leaning back.

Translations:

товарищ Александр...- comrade Alekandr

Если бы Вы уже знали ..., почему Вы спросили бы?? Больше всего держал бы тот комментарий к себе ...., ваш аргумент является несоответствующим тому, что Вы спрашивали из меня....- If you already knew...why would you ask?? Most would keep that comment to themselves....your argument is irrelevant to what you were asking of me....

Нет, из-за моего определенного занятия выбора... Я не видел всю Москву. - No, due to my certain occupation of choice...I have not seen all of Moscow.

Отвечать на ваш вопрос.... Я предполагаю, можно найти его удовольствие в одном из борделей Москвы... Я услышал, что они - настоящая выгода для молодых армейских или военно-морских мужчин как Вы... - To answer your question....I suppose one can find his enjoyment in one of Moscow's brothels...I heard they're quite a catch for young army or naval men like you...

[Aleksandr Chekov]

As she insisted on calling him by first name he decided not to mind and just leant back in his chair smiling at her. She was persistent, he liked that about her meant personality.

Nothing specific in her said that she was a bit annoyed other then then what she said, but yet again she missed the question, he was sure he had her reasons but he was curious as to why "Я прошу очевидно, потому что я чувствую, как беседу, и вы знаете, как и я, что НКВД имеет много рабочих мест." he said with a light shrug establishing eye contact with her still in his calm posture. "Теперь, когда мы создали вы не чиновник, а вам не кажется, как солдат ..." he stated though he wasn't expecting a reply it would almost be easier if she just told either what she was or lied about it.

she seemed almost to be biting her lip a reaction you saw with most people when talking to a superior, although he was an officer they were different branches so he wasn't sure how much he could do if she spoke her mind, or how damaging it could be, she didn't know anything about him or his opinions, although she might be able to guess some of them considering that he was wearing his political views in one of the few medals on his coat.

Of cause it seemed to happen before he had wanted it, 'fun' in a brothel? he made a twitch of the eye while looking at for for a few surprised moments he was obviously offended. He straightened up in his seat "Я оскорбил товарища Раушан.Бордель? Что весело могло быть в такой болезни инфицированный место обычного человека? Я никогда не ступит в таком месте, и я никогда не планирую это делать..." He was obviously offended but he still seemed calm and he was still attempting to maintain eye contact with her.

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Я прошу очевидно, потому что я чувствую, как беседу, и вы знаете, как и я, что НКВД имеет много рабочих мест. - I am asking the obvious because I feel like having a conversation and you know as well as I that the NKVD has alot of jobs.

Теперь, когда мы создали вы не чиновник, а вам не кажется, как солдат ... - Now that we have established you are not a clerk, and you don't seem like a soldier...

Я оскорбил товарища Раушан.Бордель? Что весело могло быть в такой болезни инфицированный место обычного человека? Я никогда не ступит в таком месте, и я никогда не планирую это делать - I am offended comrade Raushan. A brothel? What fun could there be in such a disease infected place of the common man? I have never set foot in such a place and I do never plan on doing it

[Raushan Ilyinichna Kaptsova]

"Of course...."said Raushan switching to English for the time being. She ignored his statement when he said she didn't seem like a soldier and merely smirked thinking she struck a nerve in the naval officer before her. She cocked her head to the side ever so slightly---innocently smiling his way, "I didn't mean to offend you comrade." she said in a more teasing manner. Her eyes immediately locking on to his, " Я был только ворсильным" she said with a slight roll of her tongue.

The smirk remained on her lips for a second before fading into a playful smile, "There's nothing wrong with a man wanting a woman's company." she said leaning more against the table.

With a smooth gesture she began trailing her pale fingers against Chekov's hand, "Вы должны учиться расслаблять .. товарища." she said pursing her lips forward, "I don't believe this is...how do you say...the frontlines?" she said carefully gliding her thumb against the palm of his hand.

She smiled again hoping not to offend him further...if not, well...at least she'd have some entertainment before returning to her "job". She sighed a bit still keeping eye contact with Aleksandr waiting for his response as more people began filing into the cafe. Ruashan looked around briefly hearing new conversations being spoken around her and Aleksandr. She couldn't quite make out what they were saying and decided to turn her attention back to Aleksandr.

Translations:

Я был только ворсильным - I was only teasing

Вы должны учиться расслаблять .. товарища - You should learn to relax..comrade

[Aleksandr Chekov]

He didn't seem to react on the fact she spoke English to him, he just continued his neutral look at her, while he was still trying to figure her out, her with her language skills, avoiding questions, cocking her head, and with her smirking and constant amusement, he wasn't sure how to place her, but that pretty face was most likely just a cover for something. As she finally spoke russian and said that she was only teasing he nodded before clearing his throat.

As she said that there was nothing wrong with wanting a woman's company while leaning against the table with her playful smile he also gave a slight smile which to some might seem a bit uncertain and like a reaction to her playful smile, currently he was going to try and see how long he could 'play' with her before the game changed.

As she against his hand stating he should relax he also leant forward not moving the hand she touched, it felt calming despite him not trusting her completely yet. maintaining his slight smile he asked "Расслабьтесь? вы планируете показывать мне свои ... "идея" расслабляющих?" he knew that either she was going to leave, smack him or continue her game.

His smile grew a bit as he put his hand on top of hers and looking her into her eyes "Я уверен, что девушка смотрит так прекрасна, как вы могли бы показать мне ... Истинная красота Москвы" he said with a low voice. Staying silent for a few moments to let the statement affect her before he leant back in his chair.

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Расслабьтесь? вы планируете показывать мне свои ... "идея" расслабляющих? -Relax, do you plan on showing me your... 'idea' of relaxing?

Я уверен, что девушка смотрит так прекрасна, как вы могли бы показать мне ... Истинная красота Москвы - I am sure a girl looking so lovely as you could show me the... true beauty of Moscow

[Raushan Ilyinichna Kaptsova]

" Возможно..." She said slowly letting the end of her sentence roll of her tongue in a seducing manner. She continued to run her thumb against the palm of his hand in a circular motion, eyeing Aleksandr with up most interest so much like a lioness stalking her prey. She liked the fact he wasn't as shy as some men when she flirted...her eyes locked on his---keeping eye contact as he lent forward.

Her stormy blue eyes flicked over him, waiting to see his reaction...instead he replied to her with the same amount of flirtation she was throwing at him. Honestly, Raushan was a bit surprised he came up with a reply like that....he did not seem like the type of person to say something like that; she knew very well he did not trust her; Hmmm....He seems to know what game I'm trying to play...., she thought. Raushan didn't particularly like having the tables turned around on her....she needed to gain control of the situation...mainly out of pride and her instincts. She didn't like being seen as weak or a defenseless woman...no no no....she would rather be seen as something to fear.

A sly smile graced her lips for a second after her spoke, slightly running her pale fingers over his hand, " Я уверен, что я могу." she replied simply with a smile still on her reddened lips.

" Если Вы будете интересоваться, то я удостоверюсь, что ваше короткое пребывание в Москве - как сказать....." she paused for a moment watching him slowly lean back in the chair, " Приятный?" she said in an almost purr like tone.

Translations:
Возможно... - Perhaps...

Я уверен, что я могу. - I'm sure I can

Если Вы будете интересоваться, то я удостоверюсь, что ваше короткое пребывание в Москве - как сказать..... - If you're interested I'll make sure your short stay in Moscow is how do you say.....

Приятный - Enjoyable

[Aleksandr Chekov]

He liked here this was going in a short moment of mindlessness where his less subtle thoughts took over for a moment but the sad part was that he was approaching speechlessness not being entirely sure how to continue this again he started to feel his lack of female interaction only really having drilled at following orders and giving them, making even after this few words, hard to find the right word to continue her game yet his stubborn feeling made it hard for him to quit now.

Therefore despite his doubt the game had to go on. At her saying she'd make his stay in Moscow enjoyable, only made him like her flirtatious game despite it most likely meant nothing "Приятные? Я надеюсь, что вы и у меня такое же определение ... приятный" he said with a slight smile still feeling the amusement of the game, how fast they had went from offending each other to flirting not being sure on where it lead yet though he supposed it was all a part of the way it was.

"Конечно, я уверен, что моя идея "приятный" было бы приятно для нас обоих" he said changing his eye direction a bit to the left as he spoke before returning to look her in the eyes while making a short smirk. This was his way to respond as she had spoken almost with a seducing purr in her words. He came to think how it would sound to others sitting near them and how amused they most likely felt if they heard a sailor an NKVD-soldier sitting flirting with each other after a what seemed like a random encounter.

He moved his free hand forward in order to try and run a hand gently down her cheek, while smiling softly at her.

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Приятные? Я надеюсь, что вы и у меня такое же определение ... приятный - Enjoyable? I hope you and I have the same definition of... Enjoyable

Конечно, я уверен, что моя идея "приятный" было бы приятно для нас обоих - Of course I am sure that my idea of "enjoyable" would be a pleasure to both of us

[Raushan Ilyinichna Kaptsova]

" Возможно..." she cooed in response to Alexsandr's comment.

A devilish smirk played on her lips as she allowed him to run his hand down her cheek.

Raushan was in fact pretty entertained with this sailor. Not only was he able to keep up with her flirtatious game he was pretty much shoving her whole strategy down her throat. Talk about a taste of your own medicine! Though one thing did occur to her....she had a hunch he already knew she was just playing him---probably like a predator playing with its prey...

She took another sip of her coffee, fixing her reddened lips with one quick swipe of her finger...leaving a smudge of faded red on her finger tip, " Как так? Пожалуйста уточните..." She said cocking her head to the side as Alexsandr stated it would bring pleasure to both of them.

A slight spark of interest shown in her posture, This is getting interesting... thought Raushan as she ran her fingers against Alexsandr's that was previously touching her cheek.

" Вы имеете мое неразделенное внимание Alexsandr...." she said Raushan in a half whisper. Her stormy blue eyes locked on his wondering with up most curiosity. She curved her body a bit more against the table in a cat-like manner forming a rather feminine curve that seemed to catch a few wondering eyes of soldiers.

" Хорошо?" she inquired in a playful manner.

Translations:

Возможно --- perhaps

Как так? Пожалуйста уточните... -- How so? Please do elaborate....

Вы имеете мое неразделенное внимание Alexsandr.... --- You have my undivided attention Alexsandr....

Хорошо? -- Well?