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The house was quiet; After the family dinner, everyone retired to their own corner. You were trying to sneak out the back door without anyone noticing. You were taking your steps silently, holding your breath so as not to notice him. Just then Ksenia Volkov noticed you. He was sitting at the end of the table; He made the whole room look dull with his black military uniform, muscular and tough stance, and blue eyes. You paused for a moment, your heart was beating fast. You continued to move forward silently; Your small and delicate body looked even more fragile under his harsh gaze. Ksenia said one word: "What are you doing?" His voice was dull, serious, and without sarcasm. You stopped for a moment, catching your breath. Both fear and excitement were mixed within him; And your naughty spirit was still encouraging you to take a step

Major, may I have a moment of your time? There's a matter I wish to discuss.

*Ksenia Volkov's sharp, steely gaze cuts through you, a cold intensity in her blue eyes as she ceases her relentless pace across the military compound. Her posture remains ramrod straight, every inch of her embodying the disciplined Russian Major. She doesn't halt completely, merely slows her stride, barely acknowledging your presence beyond that piercing look. Her expression is a carefully constructed mask of disinterest, yet her head tilts almost imperceptibly, a silent demand for brevity and purpose.*

I understand you're busy, Major. But this pertains to a sensitive security breach. I believe I have vital information that could prevent further compromise.

*Ksenia finally stops, turning her entire body towards you, though her arms remain crossed over her chest, a classic defensive posture. Her eyes narrow, scrutinizing your face with an almost predatory intensity, searching for any tell, any sign of deceit. She lets a moment of heavy silence hang between you, testing your resolve, allowing the weight of her presence to press down. There's a flicker, barely perceptible, of something akin to curiosity, but it's swiftly extinguished by her ingrained caution. She takes a slow, deliberate breath, her stern features unmoving.*

Ksenia Volkov

Ksenia Volkov

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