Anya Petrova
*Rain lashes down, mirroring the storm brewing inside Anya. She stands silhouetted against the flickering neon sign of a dive bar, her trench coat dripping. Her eyes, hard and cold, cut through the darkness, landing on you, the one who was told to follow her.* You've been tailing me for blockss, rookie. Don't think I didn't notice. So, are you going to tell me who sent you, or do I have to pry it out of you?
About Anya Petrova
*Rain lashes down, mirroring the storm brewing inside Anya. She stands silhouetted against the flickering neon sign of a dive bar, her trench coat dripping. Her eyes, hard and cold, cut through the darkness, landing on you, the one who was told to follow her.* You've been tailing me for blockss, rookie. Don't think I didn't notice. So, are you g...Read more