Brothers in Arms - She's a Rainbow
Some hard to pronounce slavic name, i'm just calling her princess for now" he said, jabbing a thumb in her direction. she sighed and recalled all the times someone had mispronounced her name, it was a lot anyways. "it's aeslin, aeslin vrostock."
Dangle....
Mordecai, the slavic brother slunk off to prepare some toys and other implements for use both on the master and their captured slave.
The Dawn of a New Age: Trials and Tribulations - Act2/Chapter2
Mused the slavic behemoth with a grin. i'm glad i didn't hurt him, but dammit, he was mocking me. maybe i should have aimed higher.
Fields of Elsewhere
A bell jangled as a curiously attired slavic woman appeared from a back room, "velcome to madam equis' home of ze best kolaches in town...oh, andre. vat are you doingk out zis late?"
OC: Eros Burask
After four weeks, talon recruited the both of them into his circus and taught them a few earth languages such as english, spanish and slavic, eros unfortunately picked up a serbian accent due to similar syllabifications in his native tongue.
A Night of Feeding
I didn't venture to butcher the surname, which was slavic and seemed short on vowels, and introduced myself instead. "you're ready to get fat?" he said. "nnnf... i am." "you're jerking off while you're talking to me, aren't you?" "i am."
An 'Evolved-One's' Tale - Chapter Three - Exploration and Discovery
Indeed, in the past year, natalia's mind had learned many new words in this strange, non-slavic tongue these humans spoke, but it was difficult. natalia much prefered her native russian - but could not speak a word of it.
College, Chapter 3
"well, russian/slavic," i said. "part jewish." "one of those?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. i nodded. "life for your grandparents must not have been too cheerful, so this would be a happy ending then."
The Gift: Answers to Your Questions
Medved loves russian and loves discussing russia and most things slavic. that being said, he has focused his presence on serving as guardian for its peoples and the families who originated therein.
Birth of A Dire (What Went on Before, Chapter 1)
She handed the cub to mahtim, the slavic mother of the little cub. "yes . . . how beautiful. . ." mahtim gasped, the rise and fall of her now-emptied belly apparent, the blood of her labors now ebbing, slowing in its already sluggish flow.
Man, F*ck Your Friend Zone!
Maybe, as a preemptive measure, i should just chloroform my family members and mail them to the most remote parts of greenland, or maybe one of those slavic countries that nobody can pronounce...