[center][h2]YULIAN[/h2][/center]
[center][h3]Yulian's Apartment[/h3][/center]

It has been a long day for Yulian, the Connor incident, and a brief stint at a hospital. Damien insisted heavily, and while he still hurts, it is manageable pain, and nothing is broken. The same cannot be said for Arthur. He is going to be staying at that hospital for quite a while. His family is obviously pissed at Connor and wants his head. The police have not found him yet despite teir efforts and the Monts breathing down their necks. 

On the gym side, the locker room has to be closed down while they fix it. Something that Damien said he can handle, though it does throw a wrench into his plans for the gym. So Yulian will have to wait and see what Damien's plans are once the repairs are over.   

But after driving back to his apartment, and packing his car. Yulian was looking forward to resting the rest of the day. He entered his apartment building and took the elevator to the third floor. Walking down the hallway to his place, number fourteen. Getting his keys and went to unlock the door. Though to his surprise, it was already unlocked.     

Caution now reigned over Yulian as he thought about whether someone had broken into his apartment. With a stoic face, he slowly opened the door and heard the sound of his TV on. As he slowly walked into his apartment, he passed the entryway. Yulian spotted a figure on his couch. A woman with dark hair, and he realized who she was. Right as she turned halfway to greet him, "Hey dad," [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/5c/a0/3a/5ca03a81b4967d4eb61028550044e91f.jpg]Milda[/url] spoke in a warm tone. 

Yulian felt relieved, and while it would be hard for most to tell. Milda is proficient at reading him, and after the years they had known each other, she was visibly confused. "What is the matter, and are you okay?" She asked with a Russian accent as she got up from the couch. 

It was there he remembered why she was here and felt a bit disappointed with himself. The incident at the gym and going to the hospital made him forget about the anniversary Milda had planned. [color=#B87333]"There... there was an incident at the gym. I am sure it is on the news."[/color] 

"What happened? I have just been watching my shows," A bit concerned and took the time to pick up the remote and turn off the TV. "Did you get hurt?"

[color=#B87333]"Well... one of our members Connor, decided to stand up to a bully and it turned explosive, literally, and I was caught in the blast."[/color] Yulian still does not blame Connor for it and just wishes he had some warning before he exploded on him.

Milda was now clearly concerned. "How hurt are you, and we do not have to go out tonight."

[color=#B87333]"I am fine, I will live through the bully, he lived but is in the hospital. But, I do not want this to ruin the anniversary of us coming to America."[/color] It matters to him that Milda has her day, even though he is in pain. He can endure it for her.

"Yulian, are you sure. We can go to the Sunset Blues some other time and just have a party here." Not convinced just yet.

Milda only says his name when she is serious about something. [color=#B87333]"No, I insist, I am fine, and we do not get to celebrate much, and this anniversary is a good reason as any."[/color] Sounding convincing.   

She stared at him, studying him to see if he was lying. Which he partly was, while the pain from the gym had reduced, it was still there. But, as Milda scanned him to see if he was too hurt to go. There was a subtle shift in her body language. Milda seemed to be okay with it. "I suppose we can," a hint of caution in her voice. "I just do not want you to get hurt even more." 

[color=#B87333]"I will be fine, and you will not regret this, Milda. I promise you."[/color]  

"I...," she sighed, a silent acceptance. "We can go, and we should head out soon. I heard the place gets busy after six."
  
[color=#B87333]"Just let me change out of my work clothes and we can head out."[/color] Yulian went halfway to his bedroom before stopping. [color=#B87333]"Where is the Sunset Blues anyway?"[/color] 

"Northbridge, and I forgot to tell you, but the place is a Blues-themed restaurant and the musicians there are Blues bands." Saying it matter-of-factly. "Hence the name, Sunset Blues."

"Interesting, I have never heard Blues music before," Yulian said, sounding interested as he went into his bedroom and closed the door. 

"I have heard some from my friends, it is different from the music we are used to," Milda spoke louder so Yulian could hear her. "I kinda like what I have heard." 

After a few moments, Yulian appeared from his bedroom with a dark red and brown plaid shirt with a white shirt underneath, black jeans, and some black casual shoes. 

"That is different," Milda sounding suprised. "It looks good on you." 

[color=#B87333]"I figured that for this day, I would change things up a bit."[/color] Never mind, it hurt a bit to change out of clothes [color=#B87333]"We should take my car, and I hope there are still open parking spots."[/color]

"No arguments here, and I hope you will enjoy the music." 

[color=#B87333]"As long as the food is good, then I will be okay with the music."[/color] Yulian made his way to the door. 

Milda smiled and followed Yulian out of the apartment, locking the door. The two made their way to Yulian's silver fifth-generation Ford Mondeo. He drove to the Sunset Blues with Milda in tow. Maybe this day can end on a high note, he thought as he drove. He can finally relax and spend time with Milda. Time to see what this Sunset Blues place is about and have a good time.         
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[center][b]Around the same time
At an undisclosed location in Calder City
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"Your local news and a new development tonight where an incident involving a Gray named Connor Matthews, who caused an explosion at the Herculean Effort Gym, where two people were injured. One, a gym employee named Yulian Kislukhin, and a gym member Arthur Monts, the son of the wealthy Alexander Monts. While Yulian..."

"Uh, so that is where you are working at now." The man spoke with a Russian accent and chuckled to himself. He sat on a leather couch in what looked like an apartment that was a step below a luxury apartment. "I guess even in this city, even the gym can be a hazardous place to work at." Then the man's phone started ringing, and he went to answer it. "Yes, has the shipment arrived? Good, good Iosif, and tell me once the product is ready to be moved, and I will set up the deal with our buyer." Sounding pleased with himself as he hung up and took out a cigar. Along with a lighter and lit his cigar and took a deep breath as he continued to watch the news.

"Soon we will meet again, and things will be different this time." Words that sounded sincere, as the man took another deep breath from his cigar. "No one will stop us this time, and we will rise. I did not forget about you, little brother."