MİḼĄ ƳƯƦƘƠƲ///VİǨƬỌR ƳƯƦƘƠƲ
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Touch her and you're dead
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Mila and Viktor step out of a cab and wave off the driver after handing him a lengthy tip and begin heading off to the school's courtyard. They walk in unison with their heads high and backs straight giving off a pride of ones self. The siblings exchange some words in Russian and followed is an exchange of laughter. They try to lighten up each others mood given that they are both unsure of this school and what to make of it. It was going to be a big adjustment for the two of them, nothing seemed to be the same like their home in Russia.
The two enter the courtyard and Mila smiled, admiring the structure and beauty of the place while Viktor furrowed his brow and inspected with his eyes. They walk further into the courtyard and see a figure sitting by the fountain. As they both approached closer they saw the woman. Their laughter ceased and Mila cleared her throat, offering the woman a smile. Viktor half heartily grinned and looked the woman up and down. "Hullo" Mila spoke, her Russian accent prominent.
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Touch me and you're dead
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