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Katrina sighed heavily as moments pass without anyone approaching her. She began to think that perhaps she seemed [i]too[/i] approachable and in the moments that passed she noticed another man step down from the train, he then proceeded to interact with the other man she noticed earlier. Towards the edge of this social bubble of awkward conversations, she saw a woman who looked completely different from everyone else – much like herself talking to a red army soldier who seemed to have had his fair share of fighting.

She was about to just talk to someone regardless of what language they spoke, but out of nowhere, she heard a familiar expression, [b][color=fff159]"Xin chao (Hello)"[/color][/b], Vietnamese – a language she’s heard plenty of times. She turned to glance at who spoke and saw this east asian man who looked only to be a few inches taller than herself, he looked as though he wanted to talk to her as he continued [b][color=fff159]"Beautiful day isn't it? Do you speak Russian?"[/color][/b] She was at first a bit gobsmacked, it didn’t occur to her that some of the Vietnamese would be in squad 914. She had learned bits and pieces of Vietnamese, enough to know what people were talking about most of the time, but not enough for proper conversation – unless they could understand her broken Vietnamese. As for her Russian she was still looking for a teacher who knew enough English to be able to teach her without confusing her. The only words she’s learned so far are “Da, Nyet, Privet, and Do svidaniya”

A brief few seconds passed and she finally spoke, [color=#4262B7]”Oh, uh… No, I don’t speak Russian, it is a very beautiful day. Much like my homeland actually...”[/color] She looked back at the scenery and pondered what she would say next, this was her only interaction so far, [color=#4262B7]”You’re Vietnamese correct? I think you’re enjoying this weather as much as I am...”[/color] she turned to face him and introduced herself properly, [color=#4262B7]”I’m Katrina Santiago, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”[/color] she beamed while reaching out her hand for a shake, she however realized it was a bit dirty and added on a quick explanation, [color=#4262B7]”Don’t mind the black spots, they’re from drawing with vine charcoal.”[/color] she blushed slightly, as she let out a nervous laugh, embarrassed at how her hands looked at the time. She had no idea whether this man was the down and dirty type, she couldn’t judge just by looks alone, she could only judge through someone’s actions.

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