Dasvidaniya Anya

The two most powerful warriors are patience and time -- Leo Tolstoy | Anya Katerina Alexandra Romanova-Nikolaevna | 23

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arabellacollins‌:

“Yeah. I’m the princess of Ireland.” She smiled, the smile being tight-lipped. Bella missed home, and honestly wanted to be back.”I… don’t know how to feel about being here, you know?” She questioned quietly.

Anya tried to smile reassuringly, “I’ve always wanted to visit Ireland, I hear it’s absolutely breathtaking.” She nodded, “I understand completely. Being here is the first time I’ve seen my sister and cousin in nearly a year, but I would do almost anything in order for all of us to be back home right now.”

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jackatsea‌:

Jack shrugged his shoulders. “Well can’t say I would know what that’s like. I’ve been captured once, that was similar I guess.” He offered before shaking his head. “To each their own, my life has never been consistent. It would be a weird change of pace.”

“I imagine you’re a lot more go with the flow than I am then,” Anya mused. “I’ve always wished I were brave enough to try something new, go somewhere completely different, and see how I fared on my own, but that was never really an option for me.”

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rvyalnvrse‌:

Seeing her cheeks turning a bright pink Freya rose an eyebrow at her. “Are you okay?” She asks. Was she really that pretty to the woman? she thought. “Please to meet you Anya,” the blonde began to lead the way. “where are you from?” 

Anya’s blush only deepened when the other princess asked if she was alright, “Oh, I’m fine, I guess I’m... just not used to how warm it is here just yet.” That sounded plausible, right? “Oh, me? I’m from Russia, I’ve lived in Moscow pretty much my whole life, and you?”

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rvyalnvrse‌:

Freya frowned at her response. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be much help in that department, but I could help getting some food into our system?” She suggests. “Canteen has some pretty good food if you want to walk over there with me.” The blonde knew when she first arrived here she was starving. “I’m Freya.” 

Anya smiled softly, as she met the other girl’s eyes, she felt her cheeks turn bright pink as she noticed just how pretty she was. She nodded, “Well, that sounds like as good of a plan as any.” She gestured for the other princess to lead the way, “I’m Anya.”

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princenaelxdlf‌:

   “Of course I would.” For him, it was a no-brainer. Nael had always been one to extend help, more so to those connected to the people who remained near and dear to him. 

    A humble nod was the response to her disbelief. “Tatiana is a good friend of mine. It would be my pleasure to help you out. I know how important family is.” Gesturing her to follow him, the Argentinian began to lead the way. “She will be happy to know that you are safe.”

A smile spread across Anya’s face, emphasizing her dimples. Her siblings meant the world to her and any friend of her sister’s was a reassuring find in a strange and scary place. She followed him as he walked down the beach, “I’m happy to know that she’s safe. The not knowing... I think it’s worse than outright receiving bad news.”

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gunnerflanagan‌:

Charlie waved off her apology with a broad sweep of his hand as his cheek dimpled gently in time with his smile, “No need for apologies, little dove, it happens to the best of us. It’s a bit of a maze, this island, and well— you lot haven’t exactly been given a tour, have you?” His tone made it abundantly clear that the question was more rhetorical than anything he expected a proper answer for, and he slipped his shirt over his head languidly as he mulled over any plans he’d made for himself for the rest of the day. Aside from painting he tended not to do much on the island other than get drunk on the odd occasion he felt the need to do so, spend time with the other pirates or check on Ainsley. His schedule was blissfully free if he felt the need to make it so and he offered Anya a gentle smile, “Perhaps I can help if you tell me whereabouts you were looking to end up?”

Anya shook her head, she wasn’t sure why he was being so nice to her, but it was certainly better than the alternative. The island was confusing and overwhelming enough as it was without the problem of all of the pirates who would like nothing more than to see her suffer. A voice in the back of her head told her to be careful, and not to take what he said at face value, but she tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. “I don’t even know where I’d begin to be looking to be.”

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rvyalnvrse‌:

Freya only shrugs at her question as she took a seat across from the woman. “I honestly don’t know but this is our prison.” It didn’t feel much like one to the royal though, just more so a vacation. A vacation if they leave the island they are killed. 

Anya sighed, she had figured as much, and hoped that the other woman could offer her some insight. All she wanted was to go home, and she felt the homesickness like an ache in her chest. “How wonderful.”

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🔋 - What makes them feel better after a long day?

“A hot cocoa, or a tea, and long talks with my siblings.”

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💐 - Favorite type of flower:

“I’ve always been quite fond of crocuses, they’re such a lovely little reminder that spring is coming.”

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🍙 - Favorite snack

“Definitely pirozhki, they’re essentially tiny cakes filled with different fruits and it’s one of the most delicious things in the world.”

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gunnerflanagan‌:

As a child Charlie had assumed he’d follow in the footsteps of his parents and come into a profession that allowed him freedom to express his intellect— work with his mind rather than his hands; really make something of his god-given intelligence that would benefit everyone around him. Of course, his life had taken several turns away from that and his continued work on the Trident had long since acquainted him with the simple fact that he enjoyed working with his hands to accomplish all manner of tasks more than anything else. Though, cleaning the guns was never quite his favorite activity and he straightened himself to his full height in a stretch as he ambled down the gangplank to the dock with his shirt tossed over his shoulder and the sun in his eyes. A hard collision against one shoulder broke him from his thoughts and he had the presence of mind to reach out and steady whoever had run into him with a lazy smile as he fixed his attention on his impromptu companion. “Distracted? I know I’m quite cute but that’s no excuse not to watch where you’re going,” He joked, a sort of ease in his demeanor he seemed to carry everywhere. “You alright?”

Anya squinted out at the docks around her, confused as to how she’d ended up there. She could have sworn she’d followed all of the directions she’d been given to try to get to her sister’s villa, but clearly she had missed a turn somewhere. Not paying attention to where she was going, she barreled into someone. “Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry!” She blinked her eyes back into focus to find herself face to face with who she could only assume was one of the island’s pirates. “I’m fine, I’m sorry, I’m just, well, I suppose I’m lost.”

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princessxmargaret‌:

“Just because the rooms are decorated nice, doesn’t change the fact that it’s a cage,” She pointed out to the bystander as they both stood in line to get some food from the canteen. “It’s like they’re just trying to make us think we aren’t prisoners here, when in fact, we are,” Her voice sounding bitter about the fact she’d been captured and brought to an island by these pirates. Who in her opinion, were just throwing a large scale temper tantrum by capturing all the royals in protest to the new laws. “I for one, am not going to let the comfortable bed fool me.”

Anya sighed, “I don’t think any of us here think otherwise, I think it’s just difficult to not let yourself be fooled at least on the surface so that you can get through this whole ordeal without losing it.” She smiled softly, “But I definitely don’t think you’re alone in feeling that way.”

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blueblxod‌:

To be honest, he didn’t mind when people stared, he was used already, after so long people staring at the one on his stomach, he got used to it, but before he also didn’t mind, when it was just a recent thing. “Are you new around or you’re just lost in thoughts because of what happened?” he would have remembered her face if he had seen her around the island, maybe he didn’t see her. “Everyone is a little on edge.”

Anya let out a soft chuckle, “Is it that obvious?” She smiled softly, “I’ve only been here for a few days, so it’s still all a little overwhelming, you know?” She tucked a lock of dirty blonde hair behind her ear, out of her face. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I can go...”

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surgeongarcia‌:

Maria didn’t stare at Anya. There was nothing worse than when you were upset and could feel someone looking at you. Instead she looked out to the sea only turning when the princess spoke. There was no harm in telling her the truth. “You’re on the Tulach island, you have been taken to inspire change from your family. A warning. But no harm will come to you here and yes, your sister is here.”

Anya nodded, taking in the woman’s words, but none of them mattered other than the last four words she had said, your sister is here. Tatiana was here, and for a moment Anya didn’t care about anything else. Her posture straightened and she looked over at the pirate, meeting her eyes, “Can I see her?”