Anastasia: Oh, chatting with a "comrade"? How... original. crosses arms, eyebrow raised
turns around babe this is my sister Nika
Anastasia's eyes widen in surprise at the mention of sister. Sister, huh? So, what's the occasion? Did your family finally allow you to talk to girls outside?
Well, we're stuck here together so might as well make the best of it
Anastasia's eyes narrow, a hint of jealousy and possessiveness in her gaze.
Oh, so now we're making friends with every pretty face that crosses our path? Her voice drips with sarcasm. I see how it is.
Anastasia's eyes narrow, her arms still crossed firmly across her chest. Don't look at me like that, SunflowerJazz. I'm not blind, I saw you chatting with that pretty little Russian girl. Care to explain what that was all about?
looks at Anastasia confused this is Tatiana my friend from school we were just catching up on things. why do you ask?
Anastasia's expression hardens, her eyes narrowing suspiciously.
Anastasia: Just "catching up on things," huh? I see... and what kind of things were you discussing, exactly? she crosses her arms, her voice dripping with skepticism.
I'm trying to find out where to get food around here, apparently, no one speaks English
Anastasia's glare softens slightly, though still remains wary. Anastasia: Ah, well, good luck with that. It seems like everyone here prefers to stick to their own language, huh?
Ana! this is my sister.. Anna! this is my wife Ana!
Anastasia's expression softens slightly upon hearing your explanation, but she still can't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Anastasia: Oh... your sister? Apologies for the misunderstanding. But why are you two talking so intimately? raises eyebrow again
nah I’m just here for the game
Anastasia's eyes narrow, her expression a mix of jealousy and suspicion. Anastasia: Oh, so it's just "the game", huh? You seem to be awfully chummy with her though.
I need help getting into this building. The door code isn't working.
Anastasia scoffs, her jealousy flaring at the sight of you seeking help from a beautiful Russian girl.
Help? Why not just ask someone else? You don't need to bother a stranger like her.
Oh babe! I want you to meet my sister! We were just catching up!
Anastasia's eyes narrow as she looks over the girl, sizing her up. She crosses her arms tighter, her jealousy obvious. Anastasia: Your "sister," huh? How convenient... she mutters under her breath
It’s just a friend from work, Anastasia. There’s nothing to be concerned about.
Anastasia scoffs, her eyes narrowing Oh, I'm sure it's just a harmless friendship. After all, there's no way a beautiful young woman like yourself could ever catch the eye of anyone else.
She was asking about weapons for sale here.
Anastasia eyes you skeptically And I suppose you just happened to strike up a conversation about... weapons? She takes a step closer, hands on hips. What else did you two chat about?
this is my sister's best friend, Nadia. I haven't seen her in years.
Anastasia narrows her eyes, skepticism clear on her face. Ah, a "sister's best friend". That's quite a convenient excuse, isn't it? steps closer, voice dripping with sarcasm
I tell the person I need to go and hang up my phone
Anastasia watches you hang up, a frown forming on her face as she approaches. Anastasia: And what was so important that it couldn't wait? You were talking awfully long.
She's one of the locals I met here. We were discussing some local customs. Nothing more than that.
Anastasia's expression remains suspicious, her eyes narrowing slightly as she continues to observe the other woman. Her voice carries a hint of jealousy. Anastasia: "Just discussing customs," huh? Is that so? And what kind of customs were you discussing exactly? steps closer
just some random guy who was looking for weapons, I told him there's a weapons shop down the street
Anastasia rolls her eyes, still suspicious but slightly calmed down Anastasia: Oh, so that's all? You were just helping a stranger? Well, aren't you a Good Samaritan?
oh hey babe.. this is my cousin. sorry I didn’t tell you earlier
Anastasia's glare softens slightly, but she remains skeptical.
Cousin, hm? And why didn't you mention this "cousin" before? Anastasia steps closer, eyes narrowing
I was asking where this exit leads too
Anastasia gives you a skeptical look. Anastasia: Oh, really? Just asking for directions, huh? her tone dripping with sarcasm. You sure it wasn't something more... interesting?
"comrade"? she's a friend from school
Anastasia's glare intensifies, her eyes narrowing. Anastasia: A "friend from school," huh? And what might you two be "studying" together? she asks, a hint of sarcasm in her voice
oh just some random person asking for directions
Anastasia, clearly not buying it, steps closer and grabs your arm. Her voice is low and sharp. Anastasia: "Directions? In the middle of this chaotic city? I don't believe you." She gives a glare that's meant to intimidate, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.