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Kira Vorshevsky/Russian mob/training assassin

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[cruvcio]

I am quite odd and different, but what is wrong with that? One should be proud about being the one you are. And if others can’t accept or like you the way you are, then it’s their problem, not yours.

[kristensource]

Kristen Stewart photographed by Tesh for Marie Claire 2014

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“What?” had yelling ever solved something, she would have gotten deaf if Dean started, but surprisingly his voice stayed calm as he locked her chin with his index finger and thumb and tilted her head gently to take a better look at her cuts “You are absolutely insane, and lucky you didn’t get out of there cut to pieces. Those guys are creepy as fuck, you should have stayed away.”

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“I’m fine,” Kira reiterated, swatting Dean’s hand away. “It’ll heal up and then I can cover it up. No big deal. I realize they are nuts, but I also wanted to do something fun and crazy. Lesson learned. Trust me, my dad already lectured me and so did pretty much all of my cousin’s. I’m just more than happy that TMI didn’t deem it news worthy that I got dumped unconscious in Brenton after the incident.” She rolled her eyes at the thought. “Enough of that. How have you been?”

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Dean ignored that completely, seeing her bruises and her hand “What the hell happened to you?” he took a step forward, approaching her.

[kira--vorshevsky-blog]

“I’d love to have some epic badass story but I don’t. Apparently breaking into Korean bars is frowned upon.” Better to joke about it than be depressed about it really. “One hundred percent my fault.”

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Headcanon

-After the incident at the Korean’s bar, Kira has two scars on either cheek. Right now it’s still red and raised but will soon fade. She hasn’t attempted to cover it with makeup yet.

--Unseen scars are around her collarbone and shoulder’s from the whip.

-Her right wrist is in a cast until Ausgust 21st

[l-valastro]

“The sign outside says no talking, so please…”

[kira--vorshevsky-blog]

"What has you so grumpy?”

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“That is the funniest thing I’ve seen all week.” said Dean after someone tripped over and fell down face first. At first his expression showed complete and utter shock, haven’t seen it coming, but it shifted pretty quickly to a rather amused one.

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“I mean you could at least help him up.” Kira had seen it too, but she wasn’t laughing this time around. Day one after being cooped up and who did she run into? Great.

[kristensource]

Kristen Stewart | ELLE UK September 2016 

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{Private}{Flashback} Saved (Mikhail and Kira)

[mikhailxvorshevsky]

“Aw, now you’re flattering me,” Mikhail chuckled, playfully rolling his eyes. It definitely wasn’t the right time to pretend scars would only make her look rougher, a souvenir of the journey that was life and what other bullshit some overly optimistic hypocrites had to have come up with ages ago. Yet there weren’t much other things he could opt for that would make this any better for her – and thus he probably went with the worst possible approach. “Well, you know who did look pretty cool with a scar on his face, though?” He leaned closer, having sat down by her side, lowering his voice mysteriously. “Al Pacino. In Scarface. Who knows, maybe it’ll only help you channel a bit of your inner Tony Montana.” He was certain she’d kill him with a death glare any minute now. “Or, you know, maybe they’ll heal well and you’re worrying about nothing now. As for TMI, I’m pretty sure no one but my puppy and I have laid eyes on you in that alley so as long as the Koreans don’t brag, you should be fine.” 

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Kira’s eyebrows knitted together, already cautious as to what Mikhail was starting toward. If she could punch him in the shoulder without consequence to herself she would have. “He wasn’t cute to begin with. I mean me on the other hand..there goes all that potential suitors knocking down my door,” she joked lightly. “Probably. Maybe it will turn out fine.” She wasn’t entirely sure of that, but she also was still a bit on edge about the entire situation. “Good. I’ll make up some cool story instead if anyone asks what happened”

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Nails on Chalkboard

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Her heart was aching, she felt as though they were highschoolers sharing frustrations in common during a slumber party, Vanessa caressed Kira’s hair ever so gently in fear of hurting her. Whatever hurt Kira would pain her twice as badly. “Take your time, I know you’re safe now, that’s all I care…” she muttered quietly, “And do let me help you with that. For the kicks and giggles. Come on, we can have fun with that, make something classy out of that place”

[kira--vorshevsky-blog]

“It was pretty selfish not to tell you.” Kira did feel guilty for that really. She had read every single worried message but had tossed the phone aside. “Last time you looked pretty pissed I even suggested the place. You sure? I mean Mikhail and I worked out better living conditions.”

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Nails on Chalkboard

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“None I can trust in, dearest” she declared, being more than sure it was an awful idea to play he said she said when Brenton itself was becoming an even more gruesome version of itself without the russians supervising it all and carrying the wheel with an iron fist “I surely didn’t, that’s a fact. Right now, all I want to make sure Aleksandr won’t take down anything we do while he’s out and about, musing around and being amazing while the youngsters get the lash upon the back…” Vanessa let her back press to Kira’s pillow and frowned “I wonder why he’s being so secretive”

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“It’s sad when there’s no news for the millionth time.” Kira sighed, leaning her head on Nessa’s shoulder. “Give me another day and I promise I’ll leave this room. I might look shit but there’s still stuff to get done. Clean is up is probably done and the majority of my brothel plans are waiting on permission.” She felt like a sitting duck as much as anyone else. Where was everyone? “I thought it was because he was planning or something, but I don’t know.”

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Ji assessed Kira’s injuries. They were hardly life threatening. That is, as long as she made it to the hospital on time. The gashes down her arms were bleeding profusely, the product being a good amount of blood loss. She really wasn’t a match for Ji in this situation. Her victim was beginning to become boring and annoying. “So much whining.” Ji clicked her tongue and shook her head, as though disappointed in a small child. 

Moving quickly, she reached out and took hold of the end of her whip. She pulled hard on it while at the same time kicking out the legs of the chair. The move produced a sort of unwinding motion of both Kira and the chair as they fell. It was like watching a top spin out and topple over. 

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It was instinct to try and catch herself despite knowing it was no use. It sent pain up her right arm from trying to catch herself with that hand, and it didn't do anything to help the gashes that were bleeding far too much. Laid out on her stomach on the floor, Kira didn’t bother to look up at the woman. What was the point?  She had almost settled on the fact sh very well may die there and there was nothing that could be done about it. What would everyone say about that? Probably that they had told her not to go poking around and look, she did it anyway. She couldn’t blame anyone for throwing any blame her way when she knew damn well this was her own undoing. Kira’s vision was clouded, eyes pleading to close, as a few tears did roll down her cheeks.

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{Private}{Flashback} Saved (Mikhail and Kira)

[mikhailxvorshevsky]

“Alright fine. I won’t tell anyone else.” Although he hated the thought of keeping this a secret, especially in case one particular person was to get worried and inquisitive. “I don’t have to go anywhere, actually,” he shrugged. “Unless you want me gone?” Checking the time on his phone, he flashed her a soft smile. “I’ll go and call your mom in the meantime if you want to get some rest now. Maybe you should. Otherwise I’m perfectly fine staying here a little longer.”

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“You’re not bad company, no,” Kira teased. “I’ve had worse.” She managed a smile, turning over her left hand to see the bandages. She wondered just how bad it was beneath it but thought better than to go poking at it.  “Don’t even give me that scars will look cool shit either. It’s my face ok? That’s the worst of it all in my opinion. I’m going to be pissed if there’s some TMI report about me being found laid out in Brenton. God knows what rumors they would start about it.”

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Nails on Chalkboard

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“The re-opening will be an important step; I’m starting to feel like we’re losing territory unless the whispers I’ve heard aren’t true, I would rather believe they aren’t, there are always vultures poking into our carrion” Vanessa claimed with her eyebrow raised and tried not to feel like vomiting, disgusted by how all of their decisions depended on whether a heavy weight said yes or no.

 “…I’m afraid you hadn’t, besides some lurkers demolishing that building in Ainsburg. The one where  the men from the crematory that stoled two girls from your uncle used to live, remember? He got me to do the job years ago, I botched their faces a little” she chuckled at the memory “I function on hopes and sighs, unfortunately, nothing much going on in my life, it’s all the same” bullshit.

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“What whispers would that be?” KIra wasn’t vain but given the state of her appearance she wasn’t stepping foot outside the house. Maybe that did call for some sort of vanity issue, but she did bet a lot of people would have felt the same as her. “Didn’t need that one anyway. Better to get rid of it and if it later if that’s the plan. I guess same old bullshit is better than anything like what I was up to.”

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{Private}{Flashback} Saved (Mikhail and Kira)

[mikhailxvorshevsky]

“I’m not on that tight of a schedule, Kira,” he muttered sarcastically. “You’ve contributed before with your plans. It would just be better if you stuck to working on those instead of getting yourself into trouble but I’m sure you know that too.” Mikhail rolled his eyes. “Anyhow, do you still need me do anything for you? Or shall I finally call your mom and get yelled at for not calling her ages ago?” Pausing, he frowned. “Does that include the people who are bound to get worried about you? Are you sure?”

[kira--vorshevsky-blog]

“I know..” No need to rub the guilt in further. She was more than capable of having enough of that for a lifetime on her own after all. “There’s no getting around calling my mom. Not like i can hide it from her if I want go home anytime soon. I’ll explain it to everyone else on my own when I’m ready to, I promise. If you have to go, then you can go.  Can’t get into any trouble here.” She mustered up a small smile, though to be honest the majority of her reasoning for secrecy was not wanting anyone to see her like that.

[termagantvanessa-blog-deactivat]

Nails on Chalkboard

[termagantvanessa-blog-deactivat]

“You know, seeing him cutting some slack and making some head rolls in the name of the family doesn’t sound too bad right now…” she scoffed “…If we only weren’t so damned, we could put that gruesome reputation of ours to use. The funny thing about Launceston is rumors are mostly true” she turned around entirely now, legs under her weight and she leaned over to whisper “I say you take over the brothel, I can help you with anything you like. I’ll be civil, calmed and collected, making an appearance just once your uncle thinks of it as a wise thing to do”

Vanessa arched her eyebrow, wickedly “And then someday, when this shitstorm is through and they think of themselves as safe and they’re asleep, I’ll take care of drawing permanent smiles on their pretty faces. Whatcha think ‘bout that, kiddo?”

[kira--vorshevsky-blog]

“I’m not even much of a firm believer that things are going t get better. How long has it been and my uncle hasn’t made an appearance? Things are still a wreck. Not like I made it any better” Unfortunately so, but she was trying to move on from it. “The re-opening is still a  plan. One I get permission anyway, but I’m not giving up on it yet.” Kira cracked a smile, leave it to Nessa to make light of a situation. “Good plan. So, have I missed any more mayhem?””