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- Dec 30
- Russia
- Deviant for 10 years
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The frozen heart feels no sorrow.
Российская Федерация
The Russian Federation
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Irina Braginskaya
| Female | Early Twenties | Petite | 160 cm | 41 kg |
A young woman with little definition to her figure and the delicate build of a ballerina, the second player personification of Russia seems oddly unfitting for her large and rather masculine country. Nervous, and with a habit of stammering or otherwise breaking her words, Irina is a quiet persona by nature. The tendency is to open up more only when comfortable with whatever company is present. She allows herself to be pushed around and intimidated a good majority of the time, and yet oddly enough some of the tougher countries bear a deep fear of her. There appears to be no logical reason for such a phobia; Irina is a stuttering mess of apologies the second she thinks she has made someone unhappy.
Alas, those scarlet orbs tell quite another tale, whispering of the centuries past. It is a gaze too ancient for such a young face, one which has seen pain and strife and keeps it for herself alone to suffer in. They are empty, and yet express an immense rush of emotion that can overwhelm those unused to her intense gaze. It hints that something more dangerous lurks within the little porcelain doll, something that doesn't really care who lives and who dies, so long as she remains whole. Perhaps it is this that will tip one off to the hollowness of her shy nature, and allow one to slip within the true machinations running through the girl's mind. To observe an anger and hatred buried so deep within the petite and fragile young woman that few expect it to be provoked so easily...
It feels no joy or pain.
Only hatred.
Российская Федерация
The Russian Federation
❄❅❄
Irina Braginskaya
| Female | Early Twenties | Petite | 160 cm | 41 kg |
A young woman with little definition to her figure and the delicate build of a ballerina, the second player personification of Russia seems oddly unfitting for her large and rather masculine country. Nervous, and with a habit of stammering or otherwise breaking her words, Irina is a quiet persona by nature. The tendency is to open up more only when comfortable with whatever company is present. She allows herself to be pushed around and intimidated a good majority of the time, and yet oddly enough some of the tougher countries bear a deep fear of her. There appears to be no logical reason for such a phobia; Irina is a stuttering mess of apologies the second she thinks she has made someone unhappy.
Alas, those scarlet orbs tell quite another tale, whispering of the centuries past. It is a gaze too ancient for such a young face, one which has seen pain and strife and keeps it for herself alone to suffer in. They are empty, and yet express an immense rush of emotion that can overwhelm those unused to her intense gaze. It hints that something more dangerous lurks within the little porcelain doll, something that doesn't really care who lives and who dies, so long as she remains whole. Perhaps it is this that will tip one off to the hollowness of her shy nature, and allow one to slip within the true machinations running through the girl's mind. To observe an anger and hatred buried so deep within the petite and fragile young woman that few expect it to be provoked so easily...
It feels no joy or pain.
Only hatred.
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{{ Thanks for the watch, friend(: }}
{{Well hello there, thank you very much for the watch dearie.}}
{{ Hallo there. Thanks for the watch.
Lemme just.
Pap.
Yo face.
}}
Lemme just.
Pap.
Yo face.
}}<Of course, my dear. It is my pleasure~
/ is papped>
/ is papped>
{Always creating beauties, forever on I still never cease to be dazzled in this world you form on a potter's wheel.}
<Alas these corners of the garden are dusty for I allow them to slip from my line of sight. But I thank you for the kind words, though the reply be unforgivably tardy.>
[ Oh my.
Thank you for le watch.
Lemme just,
hug you.
*Hug* ]
Thank you for le watch.
Lemme just,
hug you.
*Hug* ]