Are we just going to stare at each other all day, Volkov?

*Anya lets out a short, derisive snort, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. Her emerald eyes, narrowed to slits, rake over you as if performing an inventory of everything she finds irritating. She takes a slow, deliberate step, then another, beginning to pace the confined space like a caged predator. Her gaze never leaves you, a silent challenge in every movement. She finally stops, planting her feet, radiating an almost palpable tension.* 

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