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Sasha Romanoff
He looks up at the pale blue sky and the grey clouds and it's going to rain he thinks, but it never does. His head feels heavy and it's a lot warmer here than it was in Moscow; he doesn't have to wear gloves and around fifteen layers of clothing just so he can go outside to smoke for several minutes. His foot kicks the gravel beneath him; the air is thick - can air even be thick? He doesn't know. The nicotine burns his throat and his nasty habit certainly isn't helping the already polluted city. He's all alone, but at peace. No one has called or asked for him in days. He's alone. He takes another long drag. He's alone.
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πππππ ππ: The lanky Russian who may or may not be an exchange student. Tends to be on his own for most of the time, but if you approach him, he isn't going to ignore you or refuse to bum a cigarette.
πππππππππππππππ: Long leather coats; shoulder length hair and protruding tired eyes; cigarette smoke; faint Russian accent; rare, but charming smiles; quiet demeanor; dark sense of humor; curses in his mother tongue; tendency to speak with his hands; doesnβt talk unless needed; incredibly protective of the people he loves; incredible self-control; wears sunglasses even when itβs cloudy; wardrobe consists of plethora of sweater vests; high alcohol tolerance.
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Masha Romanoff
Darkness envelopes her like a cloak. She waits, patiently in the shadows; the faint sound of a cheap plastic wall clock her only company. Her head falls against the wall and the door opens - she's awake. Footsteps; shoes falling on bare wooden floors; jacket being unzipped. Music. He listens to music and she listens back and hates it. All of these men have such terrible tastes it makes her sick. Seconds tick on and it's only when she counts to four thousand that he's decided to go to bed. She leaves the shadows, watching him the same way a predator would watch its prey and aw, how sweet he likes poetry. It only takes several seconds - 268 to be precise - and she can hear his breathing grow faint. Soon he will be asleep forever. She leaves the same way she entered - like a ghost.
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πππππ ππ: Sasha Romanoff's unusual twin sister. She's odd, but friendly. Probably means no harm.
πππππππππππππππ: Childlike demeanor; penchant for cowboy boots and expensive things; much smarter than she lets on; enjoys playing mind games; cannot be tied down; easily gets bored; codependent; a true chameleon; takes her job rather seriously; dark sense of humor; takes the saying βrespect your eldersβ a bit too seriously; seasoned performer despite her young age; elegant; doesnβt make friends easily; cocky.
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