Bears Bears Everywhere

[Akusai Kyoushi]

"Mikhail? Mikhail..where did you get to? I have an old friend for you to see. I want you to help him with beard cultivation!" Hime, austere little yakuza boss, had some new muscle on his team but he still had to go in the vein of Momo, ume and Mikhail, he had to be suave and clean cut so, the grand beard himself, the beariest of bears, Mikhail was desperately needed. Non could make a man retain his manliness and still look polished. He was headed down the hall besideh his office, wondering if Mikhail was up in the bedroom yet.

[Tursac Fescarn]

He walked a couple steps behind the eager man as Aku went in search for mikhail. He remembered Mik somewhat from when he had approached Tursac when aku thought that he had threatened him. But it all worked itself out, he had never intended to hurt his friend and sometimes he could say the wrong things. He looked around as they walked, admiring the craftsmanship of the place and glances at any art that might be hanging on the walls "Mus' say ya do well fer yourself boss"

[Mikhail Stankov]

It wasn't by any accident that Mikhail managed to stay so groomed and polished. He was cripplingly obsessive-compulsive, to the point where it infringed upon his everyday appearance. His beard was always maintained, no exceptions, and there were only few occasions that his thick hair wasn't slicked back and kept magically in place. And then there were his clothes. . .
When Mikhail emerged from the bedroom at the sound of Aku's voice, he looked down to fix the cuff of his sleeve, making sure he had folded it just like the other. His tailored white shirt was tucked into a pressed pair of charcoal trousers, and while the clothing erred on the formal side, Mikhail made it look casual and effortless.
"Da?" he asked after heading down to meet Akusai, silently taking in Tursac's presence behind him.

[Akusai Kyoushi]

Akusai laughed. "Oh I try Tursac, it takes a lot of work though, like always." The bossman stopped as the proper, tidy doctor emerged. "Mikhail-kun. ah you look perfect today. Well Look who fell through the warehouse!: he pointed back over his shoulder with his thumb. "Tursac. He fell through time, long story there, and hes trying to get back to his girl, amore. Im giving him a job here as a bodyguard..i just need your help, with a little makeover.." he grinned brightly and ran his hands down mikhail's meaty arms.,"Beard trimming perhaps?"

[Tursac Fescarn]

To look at Mikhail, it was like back before he came here. It was amazing to see how they still looked like they did over a thousand years ago. He didn't even know if he would have lasted this long with the use of the pools of youth and remain as vigorous as these two did. As Aku talked he shifted his weight a bit, not sure what this whole thing was going to entail besides the beard trimming. He stands at ease with his hands behind his back, just waiting to see what would be recommended of him by either Aku or mikhail.

[Mikhail Stankov]

Mikhail looked over Aku's shoulder and gave Tursac a firm nod. He recognized his face, but the memories weren't flooding back. He knew they'd met before, though. "Is nice to see you again."

Only Akusai was effortlessly youthful. Mikhail had died. He was only human, after all, but he was reborn as the homunculus that shared space with them today. He cheated death, while Aku effortlessly danced away from it.

"You vant me to cut beard?" he asked, looking down at Aku with a hint of curiosity in his green eyes.

[Akusai Kyoushi]

Aku threw his hands up defensively. "Now now i dont want the beard removed but he could use a little trimming. Appearance shows you are professional and perpetuates a certain image. I dont trust myself to trim bears." he looked off across the room, a distant look briefly washing over him. "Not after the incident." he murmured. Quickly though he snapped out of it and looked back to the good doctor."So could you Mikhail?" he was definitely as sprightly as ever. He had seemingly been energized by the passage of time, a society more accepting of his ways and of course some old friends.

[Tursac Fescarn]

It was nice seeing familiar faces for him. It definitely put him more at ease in this new world. He nods back to Mikhail with a smile and then reflexively ran his hand over the scruffy beard as Aku mentioned the grooming once more. He remains standing where he was until he was directed to do something since there wasn't really anything to do right now except look around, waiting.

[Mikhail Stankov]

Mikhail wound an arm around Akusai's waist and pulled him in against his side for a quick kiss. "Okay, I vill trim beard," he agreed. Akusai wasn't the only one thinking of the 'incident' - that fateful night when the incubus took an unsightly chunk out of Mikhail's impressive beard.
'You have ruined it!' he'd marveled, and little interaction happened between the two for all of a few minutes.

He stepped away from his prettier half and moved toward the bathroom, gesturing for Tursac to follow. "For you I vill do zis."

[Akusai Kyoushi]

Akusai flushed with joy and clapped his hands together. This was going to be fun. The little man glided after the pair taking a moment away from his brutal businesslike persona to be a kiddy teenager. There were two bearded serious men that he knew for years and the one that was his truest love was going to tidy up the other. "Oh this should be goood."

[Tursac Fescarn]

Tursac couldn't help but chuckle as Akusai seemed to be rather overly excited about a simple beard trim. But he said nothing about it as there really wasn't anything that warranted a comment about anything. He did find the well groomed Mikhail rather impressive though. But he wondered if that kind of grooming was his thing. He'd find out soon enough he supposed "So what are ya thinkin' 'bout doin' to it?" he asks as he once more rubs his hand over his beard

[Mikhail Stankov]

This kind of excitement from Akusai was normal. Mikhail had simply grown accustomed to it. He gestured for Tursac to sit in the chair he pulled into the bathroom and wrapped a towel around his neck. This socially creative thing wasn't really the Russian's style: surgery happened in silence, with only the staccato beep of a heart monitor to keep pace. But this was going to be a chatty thing, he could tell already, and as he grabbed the scissors he tried to think of small talk-ish things he could say. A few ran through his mind but he voiced none of them.

"I vill cut now," he simply said, and took the scissors to Tursac's beard without another word.

[Akusai Kyoushi]

Akusai was utterly enthralled by the very simple display. He gawked from the doorway, maybe picturing an odd boy-love scenario with two bearded bears. Oh he could dream, he could always dream. "Mikhail, he is very dutiful and loyal, i dont think you will find a better person to work with. we are helping him find his true love, isnt its play-worthy? I hsould find time after work for that again.."

[Tursac Fescarn]

Tursac looks at Aku as Mik starts in on the trim, staying perfectly still. He had much training in the past about how to maintain himself so sitting still was not a problem. But the mention of something being play worthy made him smile a bit as Aku made idle banter while Mik worked. "Aye, it would" he'd chuckle

[Mikhail Stankov]

Mikhail trimmed in deliberate, precise strokes. There was a little more creative liberty in hair cutting than there was surgery, but Mikhail somehow turned it into science. He didn't say anything in reference to Aku's comment about the play, but he did glance briefly at the actor and nod slightly. He enjoyed Aku's plays. As long as he'd been in Akusai's immediate proximity, he'd never missed a single one.

Finally, Mikhail took a step back to reveal his handiwork. Tursac's beard was nice and shapely, full and round toward the bottom, and flatteringly tapered along the sides. He looked less Noah and the Ark and more Mister GQ. He had a handsome face.
"All done."