russian intensifies

[constellates]

[When you wake up on this fine morning and check your Retrospec feed, you'll find... Russian spam? It begins - ]

Доброе утро. Меня зовут Аня. [ - and it continues on from there, resulting in a full paragraph.

For anyone who can read Cyrillic, they'll find the following message: Good morning. My name is Anya. Is anyone able to understand this? I recognize it as Cyrillic, as Russian, however I don't recall ever being able to speak this language. I woke up and suddenly it's all I knew. If the people on here remember horses, maybe they remember me speaking differently? Properly? Maybe? Please let me know.

In an entirely separate text, she tries again. In two more languages.]

おはようございます。私の名前はAnyaです。わかりますか？これは日本語です。でも昨日でAnyaは日本語を話しません。

[ - and that also goes on. An English message, with the same approximate fluency level as the Japanese, to explain the whole situation is finally provided at the end. Third try's the charm?]

good morning. my name is anya. i am sorry to try again but i am confused. today i know how to speak russian and japanese. the russian is easy but the japanese is harder. english is also harder now. even though yesterday i only spoke english?

??? why?

if the people here remember horses do they remember the anya that did not know russian? please help. please. thank you.

[ ACTION ]

[ a: авария

Normally Anya is full of life. There's a skip in her step, there's a smile on her face, there's a whole-hearted willingness to tackle the day and everything that it brings her. It was easy to call Anya cheerful and friendly.

That doesn't appear to be the case anymore.

She avoids her friends. She ducks her head and doesn't make eye contact at school. She doesn't open her mouth to speak once, brows furrowed and lips pressed into a thin line.

Yet with her head bowed as it is, it's hard to steer clear of others, isn't it? Which is why she bumps into you - somewhere. She still wanders, even if she isn't at her best. Whether it's at school, at the dance studio, wandering around the city, she seems to have accidentally run right into you.

Startled, she exclaims in smooth Russian:]

Извините! [Then her eyes widen and she seems to pause, having to take a sincere moment to recall the words she's looking for. Even now, a distinct Russian accent colors her words.] Ah, um... I'm sorry...

[There's no helping the sad, defeated look on her face - but Anya is still a very gentle girl. Even though she wants to be by herself, she finds herself looking up to whoever she ran into uncertainly.]

Are you okay...?

[ b: секрет

Distracted as she is, Anya isn't really noticing any of the secrets that are posted around today - or her own. So there's a neat little sign posted on her back, whether it's detailing something small like:]

i ) Anastasia sometimes sneaks out to climb the rooftop of her house even though her mother has told her not to.
ii ) Anastasia used to be a cheerleader.

[Or something a little bit more telling like:]

iii ) Anastasia doesn't like to be left alone.
iv ) Anastasia is too scared to be an idol anymore.

[ ooc: anya's regain was her canon language tick! an example can be found here! complete with sprinkles of Russian and accent. an additional note is that if you hover over the different alphabets, the exact translation should come up! AND FINALLY, Anya's hair used to be the lightest shade of the blonde in the world - and now it's gone full silver, but that's the least of her problems.]

Comments

[constellates]

[There's a little nod.]

Ah. Извините... You are right.

But... what do I watch?

[godcards]

[ And there's a huff. ]

I don't know what you like. It was only a suggestion. If you want to keep moping, go right ahead... but don't expect me to spoonfeed you answers until you improve.

[constellates]

[to be honest Anya barely knows what she likes too but

at his words she straightens. moping...]

горевать.... [Though she does nod briefly, accepting the criticism well enough.] Anya will be better. No more... "moping".

[godcards]

Right... [ Still not convinced. ] It's no concern of mine whether you get better or not. Everyone has problems. I offered you a suggestion and if you choose to ignore it, that's on you, not me. Go ahead and wallow, but no one is going to fix it for you.

[ This just smacks of a sort of self-righteous LOOK AT HOW MUCH I DON'T CARE!! LOOK AT ME, NOT CARING!! BUT I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!! but you know. In addition to being a jerk, Malik is also a narcissist. ]

[constellates]

[He sure is.

But Anya listens - and she understands. It's not like he's wrong? As far as she's concerned, he's just telling her the truth. Just a lot more fiercely and less sweetly than everyone else she's talked to.

It's just nice that Anya doesn't expect the world to treat her kindly.]

Нет. No. I won't ignore it. This is a problem but... I will try.

There is... время. It would be a waste of time if I did not move forward.

[godcards]

While watching where you're going, I assume. [ Look he knows he brought that up already but. Listen. ]

So we're done here? I have things to do.

[ Debatable. ]

[constellates]

[A little nod - she accepts it easily enough.]

Да. Yes... [And before he goes, she tries to muster up a little smile.] Mm. I will take your advice.

спасибо. Thank you, Malik.