Whatever it is, if it comes out of your mouth, it's gotta be bad news. [Alfred, Ivan and Heracles]

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Ivan gave Alfred a smile before turning it to Heracles when the American left. "I do not think so, but we can take advantage of the time for a longer break, da?" He put his camera on the tripod carefully. "Would you like a coffee, comrade?"

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He blinked, watching Alfred go off before looking up at Ivan, smiling slightly. "Um, sure. Yes, I would like a coffee." He set his camera down carefully after saving the photos he took the memory card and turning the power off. He didn't want to loose the photos, or run out of power halfway through the rest of the shoot.

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Alfred wandered around until he came to a vending machine. He went to pull out his wallet before remembering that it was in his regular clothes, not his modeling clothes. Cursing, he went back to the photo room before realizing that they were giving out free water. Oops. Man, he was feeling a little dizzy. That’s probably why he hadn’t noticed.

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The Russian man smiled and nodded at that. Ivan made his way to the coffee machine and filled two styrofoam cups with the black caffinated beverage of doom. "What do you take in yours, comrade?" Ivan simply put sugar in his, leaving the white death (also known as coffee-whitener) alone.
He looked over, frowning when seeing Alfred. The American looked a little off. "Mr. Jones, are you all right?" There was a hint of worry in the Russians tone. He didn't like it when his models weren't feeling well.

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Heracles shrugged, watching Ivan. "Ah...just plain black is fine Ivan, thank you." He looked over as Alfred came back, straightening and frowning when he noticed how...bad, the model looked. Well, not super bad, but not the way a model should look.

He was about to say something when Ivan spoke up, and he decided to let Ivan do the speaking for this. He seemed to have it under control.

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With shaky hands, Alfred unscrewed the water bottle and downed almost half of it in one go. His empty stomach protested and he frowned, knowing that tonight was probably going to be spent pigging out on burgers and pizza before spending the rest of the night throwing up. Hearing someone say his name, he glanced over at Ivan and Heracles, his head still spinning.

“Yes, everything is just fine. Just a little dehydrated, I suppose.” He put on his model smile and headed back to the set, determined to finish the shoot. His legs felt wobbly though and as he turned back to the photographers, he rubbed his eyes, wondering why he was suddenly tunnel visioning.

“Let’s finish this, shall w-”

Without even finishing the sentence, Alfred collapsed.

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Ivan didn't bother to hide the harsh Russian curse that spilled from his lips. He left the coffee on the counter and grabbed the American, lifting him with ease."Heracles, would you please clear off one of the tables?" His voice stayed steady and calm, obviously not too disturbed by this scene. A mumble of, "You are the second one this week, Mr. Jones" could be heard with a sigh attached to it.
The Russian man bent back down to pick up the water bottle, forcing as much of it as he could into his jean pocket. Jones would need it when he woke up.
Ivan smiled at Heracles. "At least we have the extra time to deal with this, da?"

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Heracles watched Alfred carefully as the model went back to the set, narrowing his eyes at the unsteady way he was walking. He tensed as Alfred fainted, going to to catch when Ivan beat him to the punch. Standing out of the way, he nodded in response to Ivan's order and quickly cleared off a table, taking off his jacket and making it into a sort of pillow for Alfred.

He snorted at Ivan's next statement, looking at him in vague amusement. "Yes, at least we have that." He muttered, standing next to the table.

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Alfred would have been thankful that Ivan caught him so he didn’t go slamming into the floor if he had been awake. But alas, he was unaware of anything happening around him.

When Alfred regained consciousness about five minutes later, he found it odd that he was looking at the ceiling. When had that happened? Confused, he slowly looked around, noticing Ivan and Heracles standing close to him. Why were they just standing around? Didn’t they have a photo shoot? Why was he lying on a table?

Groaning and rubbing his head, he asked, “Um… what just happened?”

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Ivan nodded at Heracles. "Well, it is the business, is it not? No food, no nutrition.." He sighed and placed the other on the table, moving the Greek's jacket a little bit in order to try and make it at least slightly more comfortable.
The Russian got the water bottle out of his pocket and put it on the table. Silly models, always pulling some stupid stunt to try and look better. "I am quite glad that I am not a model. I do not think the head supervisors would approve of how much fat I consume in a day." He laughed slightly before grabbing a stool and sitting down. "Well, I guess all we can do for now is wait." Ivan continued to babble with Heracles before noticing that Alfred was beginning to stir! He stood up, water bottle in hand and smiled. "Ah, good morning, Mr. Jones. You fainted. Here," he passed the water bottle to Alfred, "drink this. Have you had anything to eat?"

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Heracles frowned, staring down at Alfred. To be honest, so long as the models excersized and ate healthy, they would be perfect. By starving themselves, they end up looking like skeletons and the amount of editting that has to be on the pictures of them after that was troublesome and annoying.

He laughed at Ivan's statement. "I don't know, I think a model like you would be perfect. It would help show people that being skinny isn't the most important part of modeling." He said, smiling at Ivan. He leaned against the table as they talked.

The Grecian blinked as Ivan stood up before looking over at Alfred to see that the model was beginning to wake up. Again, he let Ivan handle the situation, feeling that the Russian had a better grip on things than Heracles himself did.

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“I… I fainted…?”

Alfred stared up at Ivan, his eyes wide. How could have he have fainted? That made no sense! He had never fainted before! With trembling hands, Alfred took the water bottle from Ivan’s hand, sipping on it slowly, trying to get rid of the headache that was forming. Screwing on the cap and setting the bottle aside, he shivered and noticed a jacket lying beside him. It was Heracles’.

“C-Can I wear this for a while?”

He looked up at the Greek and shivered some more, trying to ignore Ivan’s question for as long as possible. Pulling the jacket close, he waited for Heracles to allow him to wear it. Finally, he decided that he wouldn’t be able to put off answering Ivan’s question.

“I… I had an apple this morning…?”

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Ivan laughed whole heartedly. "Spasiba, Heracles. But I think that you would be better for the industry, you have a much better face structure for the job."

Ivan nodded at Alfred, sighing a bit when hearing his answer. "Da, comrade. You fainted." He walked over to the mini-fridge where he had his own food stored. He grabbed the bag and walked back over. "Any allergies, Alfred?" The Russian sounded disappointed in Alfred, knowing almost exactly what the American was doing to himself. He was no fool. But, he was going to get at least something into that boys stomach for now.

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