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[b]kseniya romanov[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: none; width: 460px; text-align: justify][color=silver][size=8]The young girl stood at the border, her calculating gaze flickering around the unfamiliar territory. She wanted to travel and learn, and she had heard this place was... more open minded to people like her. She didn't know much about how these people lived, but she knew they had supernatural powers. Sure, she knew 11 different languages, had an IQ of 206, 101 ways to kill someone with a ketchup bottle, and was raised with skewed morals - but it meant nothing! She could be subdued with nothing but a thought from someone with mind control. A frustrating notion, and it caused the arctic fox to huff slightly. Immediately distracted by the way her breath billowed up like smoke in the chilly air, the arctic fox pretended she was a dragon, breathing deeply. Hopefully nobody had mind reading, because, uh, talk about embarassing.
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kseniya romanov[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: none; width: 460px; text-align: justify][color=silver][size=8]The fox watched as people gathered, ears twitching. Talk about depressing - it was like staring into the eyes of brick walls. Not that brick walls had eyes; whatever, she needed to speak up before they thought she was mute.

[b]"Do you have a librar-" the fox cut herself off with a awkward cough, realizing there were more important things she needed to get out of the way. "Uh, pardon. My name is Kseniya and I'm here to join." she said with a shy smile.
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kseniya romanov[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: none; width: 460px; text-align: justify][color=silver][size=8][b]"Lovely." the fox said dryly, rolling her eyes as she approached. "They really went outside the box on this one." she mumbled, endlessly amused by her own commentary. After giving the pile of sh*t a long, hard stare of disgust, the young girl started looking around for a stick or something. She really hoped this wasn't normal - she was moving back to Russia and stabbing people for a living if it was.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]The young girl's nervousness began to fade, a warm smile appearing on her lips. "It's a pleasure!" she hummed, curtsying like a dork. Everyone here was strangely kind, and it made her skin crawl with regret. She had expected this place would be full of bloodthirsty scum, like the rumors had made them out to be. She wasn't used to functioning in normal society like this.

Ears flicking at Sola's introduction, a slight blush crossed the fox's cheeks and she bowed her head politely. She was used to being at the top of the food chain, but that was a big part of the reason she had traveled - to remind herself that she was not invincible, contrary to what her endless list of victims had done to inflate her ego.

"Er, um, do you guys have a library?" she asked shyly, avoiding direct eye contact. Just because she stabbed people for a living didn't mean she wasn't a total dweeb at heart.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 430px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]"Yo yo yo, I'm Kseniya." the fox said with a dorky smile as she sauntered over. She vaguely recognized the scary dude, cool-as-sh*t looking unicorn, and the girl who's name matched her personality, since they'd been at her joining. The snow leopard was entirely new to her so she offered a sweet smile, snout scrunching up slightly as she resisted making a joke that may or may not have included the word "horny" in it. What can you do, y'know? The guy's horns were right there in front of her.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]"Whale cum to BloodClan, then." the young girl said with a teasing grin and a wink as she approached. She cackled in amusement under her breath, what with being about as mature as a kindergardener and all. Parting her lips to offer a tour herself, the fox shut her mouth and averted her eyes in embarrassment, realizing that she had no idea where literally anything was, having joined yesterday. Common sense was still a hazy concept for her, to put it kindly.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 430px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]"Yurk, that sucks." the fox said with wide eyes as she sauntered over. "You want me to get you anything, sugar?" the girl said, face softening into a concerned frown. She didn't know Fauna but her chest tightened in sympathy for the brutalized girl, feeling like sh*t for not being able to help. Her skills were along the line of stabbing and quick deaths, if you know what I mean. She'd never touched a needle in her life... well, not for sewing purposes.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]Kseniya appeared out of the shadows, a crooked smile on her lips. This would be considered a 'battle', right? How barbaric. Not that she actually gave a sh*t - it meant that many more warm bodies to run her blade through. Watching Ms. O with an amused expression, the fox spun a switchblade around her wrist to entertain herself.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]Kseniya strolled onto the battlefield, licking her lips at the sight of all the potential prey- ehm, opponents. She was much more used to picking off targets than tussle around in a battlefield, but there was a first time for everything. Flicking around her switchblade, the vixen looked around with an amused expression, keeping an eye out for anyone with their back turned to her so she could stab them. Fighting fair was for dweebs.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]"Idiosa?" the fox echoed, doubling over in hysterical laughter. What kind of insult was that? Maybe the point was to make her die of laughter, because it was working. Jerking back as metal cut into her skin, the fox's eyelashes fluttered in annoyance at the blood running down her side. "You should run, sugar." she suggested, her eyes on Ventus as she slowly spun her switchblade around her wrist. She tended to get carried away and didn't want to be stuck with having to dispose of his dead body.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 440px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]Technically Kseniya was already there and beating up someone... but y'know, liquid time and all! "Ya pashla!" the fox cackled in russian, disappearing into the shadows.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 460px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]"Fine then, potselui mou zhopu!" the fox grinned, accidentally insulting him in russian. Ignoring her bleeding side, the young girl easily danced out of the way of Ventus's second attack. Summoning a long metal pole, she swung it like a baseball bat. If it managed to hit his head, he'd either be knocked out or suffer a serious headache. If it managed to snag his shoulder or body, it would probably hurt like a b*tch but not really leave anything more than a big bruise. And if it somehow missed completely, then, uh, sh*t.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]The fox couldn't help rolling her eyes slightly. She was going to move on from this boy if he was going to use cheap tricks instead of actually fighting. Hell, she was going to die of boredom at this rate! Aiming to attack him with a mental strike that would - if it worked - weigh down his mind enough so that it was extremely difficult to use his supernatural abilities. She ducked away from his attack, but his claws managed to scrape her stomach slightly. Kseniya lashed out, aiming to scrape his eye, or side of his face if it was off the mark.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 450px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]"Well hellooo! Welcome to BloodClan, then, sugar." the fox said with a crooked grin as she approached. She glimpsed something metallic inside the unfamiliar girl's case, but glanced back up without much thought. Weapons were nothing new, though a scissor blade was a uncommon choice.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 460px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]Well, this was boring. It was unrealistic to dodge every one of her attacks, especially since she was a trained assassin. The fox simply teleported a few feet back, evading the physical attacks. She had wanted an actual fight, and she was not getting it. Spinning her switchblade around her wrist, the fox's eyes flit around the battlefield, looking for a real opponent.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 440px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]"H-Hey-!" the fox gasped in surprise, quick reflexes pushing her body to dance out of the way of the many knives. She had assumed he would have moved on, but he was surprisingly determined. Snorting in annoyance when one of the knives nicked her ear as it flew by, the vixen spun around and teleported behind Ventus, aiming to use her elemental powers to give a savage blast of air from behind him, which would knock him off his feet if it succeeded. Or maybe even throw him face-first into the ground, but unfortunately she doubted he was that uncoordinated.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]Kseniya frowned worriedly, brows twitching together in concern as she approached. She didn't know the guy, but he looked miserable. "Here, I'll get you -- um, holy sh*t." the fox's expression went from worried to shocked in a snap of the fingers, dark eyes wide. Her second sight had flickered on and she saw the souls in his body, realizing what was happening. "Holy potatoes, no wonder you feel sick! Has this ever happened before?" she asked worriedly, resisting the instinct to check his forehead for his temperature, since he'd probably bite her paw off. Not her idea of a fun time, frankly.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 460px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]Kess resisted the urge to respond with 'Mom?' because she doubted the stranger would appreciate her immature humor. The fox sauntered over, peering at the pretty girl curiously. "How can I help you, sugar?" she asked, because hearing 'name and business' one more time would make her ears bleed.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 465px; text-align: justify;][color=silver][size=9pt]"Aw, sugar." the fox said, dark eyes soft with concern as she sauntered over. "There are safer ways to get stronger." the girl said, and would've offered the fierce jaguaress a hug, but she was clearly going through something. And she would've shared her life motto 'bad b*tches don't cry, they get even' but Evangeline had obviously gone through some sh*t.