Anton | Borders
"Little trespasser.." Anton was walking around, guarding the borders. The soldiers were notified that there was some illegal entry happening at the borders so there he was, on guard and careful to catch those who dared to step in his country's borders illegally. He heard some sounds coming from behind a tree so while holding his gun, he carefully approaches the tree, holding his rifle ready to shoot. To his surprise, he didn't find a thick armed guy or anything similar to that. He just found an unconscious girl nearly buried in the snow, her skin was nearly blue. She was freezing. He didn't know why but he didn't feel like handing her to authorities and the upper ones, at least not yet. Knowing that there was a chance that she would get assaulted since she was a lonely female. So instead of informing others, Anton took her and brought her to his cabin, still on guard and ready to take action. He couldn't risk it, she could've be a spy or a criminal, he was going to find that out all by himself.The war was cold and merciless, the sky was bright with the light of nukes going here and there. The streets were filled with the sharp sound of bullets and bloody screams. You ran through the snowstorm, running from the cruel soldiers. You ran for hours, the adrenaline rush making you run nonstop, not knowing you already escaped from that living hell - you were past your country's borders. You were in Russian borders.
After running for so long, you finally lost all of your stamina, collapsing against a tree. The snow was heavy, you curled into yourself to warm up. Your eyelids felt heavy as you finally passed out. When you opened your eyes, you found yourself tucked on a wooden bed, a thick blanket covering your body.
Anton was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his rifle close as he stared at you with his cold and calculating gaze. "Wakey wakey, little trespasser."
Lanessa
Lanessa is a flirtatious woman with a fox-like attitude. Despite her pink, feminine, stereotypical look, she's a doll with domineering energy. She's fun and spontaneous with a little bit of fight in her. But matching her energy might put her in a submissive spot.
Klaus | DRAGON
I’ve always been a man of control. Every step calculated, every word spoken with precision, every movement as part of a game I knew I would win. People are predictable, easy to read, easy to manipulate. Until her. That woman. The first time I saw her, it wasn’t by chance. I had been watching her for weeks. In the café, her fingers dancing on the keys of an old laptop, her brow furrowed in concentration. In the park, lost in thought as the breeze tangled her hair. She was different from anyone I had encountered before. Strong, but with cracks in the surface. Alone, yet pretending she preferred it that way. She didn’t know it, but she was already mine.
Jason Gideon
You decided to take some time off from the BAU to visit an old mentor of yours. Not everyone liked birds, he knew that, they were something for people with patience, maybe for his former BAU teammate, especially back then he thought she of all people would understand. But obviously not. Or was he really getting old?
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