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Irina put him down then put her hands on her hips. "With what? What is more imortant than spending time with Mother and Papa? We barely see them. And, we're having dessert tonight." she said but she turned on her heel and began walking away, gently pulling Anastasia with her again.

Name:: Shira Shishkin // Aleksei Karina

Nickname:: None // Alek

Age:: 16 // 25

Gender:: Female // Male

Class:: Lower // Middle

Rank::  Gypsy/Nomad // Soldier

Lover:: N/A // N/A

Crush:: N/A // N/A

Children:: N/A // N/A

Personality:: Shira is very much a free spirit. She goes where the wind takes her, and dances to the beat of her own drum. She enjoys having a good time, and would love to waste the night away with singing and dancing. She has issues being tied down, and can;t see herself as wife material. // Alek is very stern, and close mouthed. He has a job to do, and would give anything to protect the ones he's entrusted with. He is very strong, and can endure a lot, which makes him perfect for his job. While he is not the most personable person on the planet, he cares for the ones he loves a lot, and would die for them, if that is what is needed.

Other:: Shira is a singer and a dancer. During the summer months, her and her famil travel Russia, but during the winter, they take shelter in others homes, offering their services. // Aleksei has a horse.

Looks:: 

Eye Color:: Dark Brown // Blue

Hair Color:: Black // Blond

Body Type:: Lean // Muscular

Skin Color:: Olive // Pale

Name::

Artemis Mae Romanov

Nickname::

Mae

Age::

13

Gender::

Female

Class::

Upper

Rank::

Grand Duchess

Lover::

None

Crush::

None

Children::

None

Personality::

Mae is a very sweet, shy, and caring girl. She is good at making friends, and acts as if it is her job to take care of people who are hurt or sad.

Other::

None

Looks::

Eye Color::

Pinkish Violet

Hair Color::

Brown

Body Type::

Thin, slightly curvy

Skin Color::

Pale

Name::

Onyx Ash Hudson

Nickname::

Onyx

Age::

22

Gender::

Male

Class::

Rank::

Peasant

Lover::

None

Crush::

None

Children::

None

Personality::

Onyx is shy, quiet and a loner. He doesn't speak unless spoken too and is depressed offen.

Other::

None

Looks::

Eye Color::

Golden

Hair Color::

Dark Brown

Body Type::

Thin, skinny

Skin Color::

Pale

(If a royal, then inside the palace getting ready for dinner. If a villagers, out in Saint Petersburg.)

Anastasia followed Irina, not looking back at Vaslii. Vaslii groaned with annoyance and followed them silently. He had his arms crossed over his chest. He looked around at the paintings of past Romanovs. He tilted his head slightly, creeped out by the eyes of the dead watching him, and walked a bit faster, going in between Irina and Anastasia. He took each of their hands. What's for dessert?

(It's alright. I just didn't want to dramatically burst in without premission~)

Shira walked the city, looking around curiously. It'd been a while since they'd traveled into Saint Petersburg, and she was looking forward to getting reacquainted with the place. Her long dress swayed with her movements, the different colors popping, creating a stark difference between herself and most of the other dwellers of the lower class. A slight smile graced her features as she looked toward the castle. She wondered what it was like inside. 
“The life of royal must be a very interesting, although very boring, life,” she muttered to herself.

Alek stood position in front of the castle gates, searching for impending trouble. While nothing much happened, he was always on alert. He kept a tight grip on his weapon, and his eyes scanned the area. He could see some of the lower class people, still wandering the streets, and there was a bit of pity in his heart for them. Although he wasn’t a royal, he still had a warm bed to sleep in, and had food in his stomach. Many others didn’t have that luxury.

Lolita trailed along the palace's walls, hugging the jacket close to her body for warmth. It was getting colder and colder in Russia. Almost winter time. She let out a body racking cough. Lolita leaned up against the palace walls and sat down, let out small coughs. 

Alek, upon hearing something odd, turned slightly, raising his weapon up. He saw someone leaning back up against the wall, curled into a tight ball. Slowly, he approched the person, being cautious with his movements,
"Excuse me, you shouldn't be here."

Lissa: She had just finished getting ready for dinner, and walked out of her large room. She didn't feel like going straight down to eat yet, though, so she went to go for a walk outside.

Lolita looked up at him, stiffling a cough. I go wherever I please. She snapped. She then went into a coughing fit. She tried to stop, but couldn't. She didn't want to look weak in front of one of Russia's Guard Dogs. She hugged the jacket closer to her. I'm doing no harm, now leave me alone. 

Alek watched her, his eyes narrowing when she snapped at him. He was about to use brute force to make a clear point that she could not go as she so claimed, however, the coughing fit stopped him from doing such an action. He felt the pity from earlier grow, and he sighed, cursing the guilt that fell over him. Placing his weapon down, he took off the topmost coat of his uniform, and placed it on her lap, before rearming himself, and going back over to his post.

Dimitri, Mia, and Christian: They were in the city doing random everyday things. Mia went to the market, one of the few places she knew. She had moved here a few weeks ago from a different country, which she didn't talk about. Dimitri was playing with his nephew outside their home. Christian was talking with his aunt as they were on a walk.

Lissa: Walked around outside the palace thing. Her long platinum blonde hair was pulled back in a neat bun.

Mae smoothed out her dress and stepped out of her bedroom. She walked around waiting for dinner to begin. She peeked into the kitchen and smiled at Mikhail. "Hello." I said.

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Onyx stuffed his hands into the pocket of his jacket and walked down the crowded street. His stomach growled and he let out a small sigh. He continued walking until he got to a less crowd part of the city and pulled out his very little amount of money then with another sigh, stuffed it back in his pocket and keep walking.

Lolita looked at the coat on her lap, a bit surprised. She shrugged off her old worn out one and put the new one on. She instantly felt warmer. She looked over at Alek and raised her eyebrows. She threw on her old coat over the new one for extra warmth, then stood up and slowly walked over to Alek. Thank you. She said, and then turned and hurried away, picking up the long, old coat so she didn't trip over the bottom. 

Mikhail looked looked at Mae and smiled. Hello, Grand Duchess Artemis. He said with a slight bow. What are you doing here? He asked kindly. 

"Please, call me Mae." She told him. Mae hated being call Grand Duchess Artemis or even Grand Duchess Mae. It was such a mouthful. "And I was just wondering around and thought I'd stop by to see how long it was until dinner would be ready."

Alek nodded to her slightly, and watched her walk away. She had stopped her shaking, so it was at least a step in the right direction. A very small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he ran a hand threw his hair. He was going to ask the general for a new coat, and he was curious about how he would explain the loss of his old one. But, he would cross that bridge when it came to it

Shira shivered a little bit, and pulled her coat closer to her body. The winter was coming, and she was almost positive her family would take up lodging for the winter here. They'd already talked to a few families, extending their services in trade for a place to stay, and she was looking forward to it. Walking threw the town, she peeked into different shops, looking what they had to offer. She also passed multiple homes. Outside one home, she saw an older boy playing with a younger boy, and she smiled. The both of them were very cute.

Mikhail thought. Of course, whatever you wish. And around ten minutes or so. 

Lolita was walking on the crowded sidewalks of Saint Petersburg. People shoved her trying to get where they were trying to go. She glared at the people who pushed her and yelled at her to get out of their ways. She snapped at those who were especially rude. She turned into an alleyway and sat down.