(Log) Investigating (Mikhail and Ivan)
Who: Mikhail and Ivan Baikov
When: Wednesday evening
Where: Mikhail's room in the staff quarters
What: Mikhail and Ivan Baikov are back at the school as staff. They have an interesting investigative conversation


The Baikov twins had been back at Durmstrang, working on staff for a week. They had been asked back by the school when some of the older staff decided to leave. They were unaware of any danger and having nothing better to do, the twins accepted. After graduation Ivan and Mikhail headed off to see the world, they had traveled far and wide for months, putting off any further training. They had been staying in Paris when they received the owl asking them back.

Mikhail had been sitting in his room for hours, thinking to himself. His foot bounced on the floor nervously. There was a knock and he was at the door like lightening. "Ivan," he said looking at his brother. "Come in."

Ivan stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. Mikhail was pale and his hair could use a good brush. "You look awful," Ivan said sitting down in a chair. He looked around his brother's room, it looked like an uncharacteristic mess. "And so does your room," he motioned to the mess around them.

"Well… yes… I haven't really had that much time to clean up since we came back," he said looking shaken. "I just… I don't know if we've done the right thing, coming back here."

"It's too late for that," Ian snorted. "We've been here a week it's not like we can just say… oh bugger… someone's died, sorry. The students need us."

"Oh, the students… you hate this place, I don't even know why you came back!"

"Of course I hate this place, anyone in their right mind would hate this place. But they asked us back for a reason."

"Because all of the other sensible staff saw the danger here and left."

Ivan shook his head. "Is that all you really wanted to talk about?"

"No," Mikhail said as he paced back and forth.

"Well…" he shrugged. "We're not leaving, so carry on with what else you just needed to talk about."

Mikhail grabbed a book of records he had been looking at for his new post as dueling club moderator. "I've been looking at some of the old duels that were recorded, just browsing I guess…"

"Why?"

"I wanted to get an idea of how often duels happen and what the typical outcome was. That's not important though."

Ivan smiled, this had to be good. "What did you come up with dork?" he teased.

Mikhail flipped open the page he had last seen and pointed at it. March, eleven, year 1990. Pyotr Baikov (seventh year) challenges Aleksei Baikov (seventh year). P. Baikov wins, A. Baikov suffers fatal wounds.

"Oh," Ivan had no idea what else to say.

"I think dad had a twin brother," Mikhail said. "I've been working on this all week. I even found this," he handed a picture to his brother. If he had been looking quickly he would have thought it was himself and his own brother but it wasn't.

"Weird," he handed the photo back. "Why don't you think dad told us?"

"I don't know," Mikhail said. "But look at the date again. Mom was already pregnant with us. Why would dad fight his twin brother when mom was pregnant with us?"

Ivan quirked an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side. "Tell me Mikhail, why would someone ever duel their twin?"

Mikhail pulled a face and crossed his arms. "Damn it Ivan, I thought you said we were over that. You know dad put me up to it to prove I belonged here. He always wanted me to be the better son and I'm not."

Ian shook his head. "I thought we said we weren't going to live by his standards anymore," Ivan countered.

"You're right," Mikhail finally slumped down into his chair. "So… what now?"

"I think there is only one person who will tell us the truth," Ivan shrugged.

"Dad?"

Ivan laughed. "No way, mother."

Mikhail nodded. "So you're sure you want to stay?"

"Mikhail," he looked at his brother seriously. "We're staying."

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