Who: Anatoly Sergievsky, Svetlana Krylova and NPC!Thugs What: Svetlana gets set up, Anatoly comes upon the scene and helps When: 18 February 2015, night Where: Alley way to Svetlana's apartment Warnings: Violence Status: Thread | In progress
Svetlana didn’t like how much crime there was going on. It reminded her of Moscow where people often would pay the mafia so that they were protected. It was something she didn’t do, but she knew it was a risk not to. After all, there were still parts of the country where the mafia ran everything. So the fact that she was seeing such crime here? It made her uneasy. It didn’t stop her, not at all. She had survived there and would survive here. The uneasiness though? No.
But she had received a call from Nadiya, one of the girls she’d been helping recently from a near by shelter. Nadiya had recently gotten her own apartment and had been so excited about starting over. Then it changed. She had seen the man who had brought her to America in the first place and was scared. Scared of being taken again and once again sold. While Svetlana had told her to call the police, the girl had refused, saying that Svetlana was the only one she trusted and if she could just come over.
As she had just been reading when the call came in, the blonde had decided that she would go and make sure Nadiya was okay. Help calm her down and then they could make a plan from there. So she had grabbed her bag, her jacket and keys and had started the walk to Nadiya’s apartment. Perhaps it wasn’t the smartest thing to be out walking like this at night, but she knew she could defend herself.
Until she felt herself grabbed into an alley. Biting the hand that had covered her mouth, Svetlana had moved to run only to run into a body.
“Not so fast.”
Eyes narrowing, Svetlana gripped her keys through her knuckles as if they were claws, ready to strike.
This crime wave unsettled Anatoly, if only because he certainly wasn’t the fighter type. He had no formal training in self-defense methods. So needless to say he was careful in walking around was an understatement. As much as he could, he did his best to not lose himself too much in thought. Which was far easier said than done, really. After all, he tended to get lost in his head more often than not when he wasn’t focusing on work or visiting with his sister.
As it was, he was managing to pay attention to his surroundings as he saw someone get pulled into an alley up ahead. He blinked a bit, at first uncertain if he’d actually seen what he’d just seen. Deciding it was better to investigate given the current state of things, he headed for that alley.
And when he got there, he of course didn’t like what he saw. So those men thought they could have their way with the woman? Not if he could help it.
“Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?” Anatoly said in the most gruff tone of voice he could muster. But Anatoly was the least threatening person in the world. While he had height on his side, he was all gangly limbs and floppy curly hair. Needless to say as much as he tried to make himself look menacing, he really just looked like a toothless puppy trying to be a full-grown pitbull.
Svetlana was unimpressed with all of this. As she felt the man start try to feel her up, she lashed out, the keys slashing across his face, which he clearly didn’t like.
“You bitch!”
Getting shoved back into another man, Svetlana’s eyes narrowed only for a voice to tell them to pick on someone their own size. It sounded familiar but it was dark, the blonde’s adrenaline was pumping and she wasn’t really in a trying to place voices mode at the moment. There was a question she was going to need to ask herself, if Nadiya had gotten pulled back in and this was a set up. But she wouldn’t worry about that right now. Right now, it was surviving.
With the one man going after the intruder, the other had her in a vice grip. Well that was just lovely. At least she had grown up with three brothers. Not that they had ever rough housed like this but it at least gave her some idea on what to do. Stomping down on the foot with her heel, the makeshift claws were used to attack the groin area, elbow to the gut.
Which ended up with her getting shoved aside and ankle twisting painfully as she fell. Dammit.