RP for skids_sally: It's Always Cold in Siberia
The Rasputin family home was not far from lake Baikal, in the south of Siberia. For almost half the year, the average temperature is below zero degrees. Illyana knew this - she had grown up there after all - but somehow the weather is still a bit of a shock.
"Chyort voz'mi!" she exclaimed the second after she and Sally appeared within walking distance of her family's farm. Both girls were wrapped up in winter clothing, but even so... winter in New York was not winter in Siberia.
The wind whipped Illyana's hair into her mouth and she spat it out, annoyed. "That is my family's farm," she said, pointing. The nearby house was small, smoke pouring from the chimney. A squat building nestled against the house, where Illyana knew the few animals they kept for livestock were sheltered.
She sighed a little. She hadn't been home to see her parents in a long while. She would claim it was because she was busy, but of course the truth was that she was guilty over what had happened to Piotr, and because she did not want her parents to see how much she had changed. That she wasn't their good little girl any longer.
Illyana looked at Sally. "I called ahead, so they know we will be arriving. We can go inside and say hello first, or we can go play."
"Chyort voz'mi!" she exclaimed the second after she and Sally appeared within walking distance of her family's farm. Both girls were wrapped up in winter clothing, but even so... winter in New York was not winter in Siberia.
The wind whipped Illyana's hair into her mouth and she spat it out, annoyed. "That is my family's farm," she said, pointing. The nearby house was small, smoke pouring from the chimney. A squat building nestled against the house, where Illyana knew the few animals they kept for livestock were sheltered.
She sighed a little. She hadn't been home to see her parents in a long while. She would claim it was because she was busy, but of course the truth was that she was guilty over what had happened to Piotr, and because she did not want her parents to see how much she had changed. That she wasn't their good little girl any longer.
Illyana looked at Sally. "I called ahead, so they know we will be arriving. We can go inside and say hello first, or we can go play."