retrospec | russian intensifies

[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.]

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[ the thing about jade is when someone she knows is upset, she wants to seek them out and make sure they're okay. it's probably something she has in common with anya, she imagines, and waking up to that notice on retrospec kicks up what is probably best called the wolf pack gene. the wolfs all work in tandem with each other and do, in a manner of speaking, talk to each other like a wolf pack - jade reads "why" and hears anya's fear and upset and she can't imagine having the way you think turned around so easily like this but my god she hates retrospec with a burning hatred today. (this, of course, has a lot to do with the secrets being lambasted everywhere. jade can get angry for herself but she gets furious for others.)

jade doesn't have to look for anya. she knows where she lives and so instead jade does something she should probably regret more, but she doesn't: she skips class. there's one that keeps her late, past when the high school lets out, but fuck it. she'll get notes from someone else. what does it matter when she has to do the right thing and check on her friend?

so when anya is making her way home, she'll hear the sounding of feet pounding against the pavement. she only knows it's anya because she reads "anastasia doesn't like to be left alone." and there's no one else with brilliant pale hair and the name anastasia. they wouldn't dare try to be as unique of a star as anya is. ]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanya!

[ jade's voice is first, then the sound of all her books jumping around in her pink and green backpack, and then her panting as she tries to catch up fully to her; she's determined and will do the right thing today. ]

Wait up! Let me walk you home!

[ you know. that's what friends do. ]

[Oh.

It's been a long day for Anya - that much is for certain. Classes were more difficult as she struggled to regain a vocabulary that she had mastered just yesterday. There's some frustration, but there's mostly feelings of isolation. Still, she thought that she would solve her problems with one of her usual long, long walks. She would drop off her bag and then -

There's Jade.

There's a confused blink as she turns to her and she nods before she even thinks much about it.]

Mm? Да. Okay... if you would like?

[ . . . ]

Are you okay?

[please don't wheeze]

russian intensifies

b technically looks into the distance

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