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[Enter: cute blonde woman on your feed. She has an vibrant energy about her.]

Helloooo! [She gives the camera a short wave. Her Russian accent shines through in her words clearly.] Some of you may already know me, but for those who don’t: I am Yelena. And given the circumstances of these “missions” [Yes, she did just make air quotes with her fingers as she said that word.] I would like to offer to anyone who wants it either—

[She ticks options off on her fingers as she goes—] A sparring partner, for people who already know how to fight OR—

Lessons for those of you who either [She lifts her hands and teeters them like a see-saw.] don’t know how, could use improvement or need to learn basic self defense.

[Her hands drop back to rest in her lap.] Anyway— I wasn’t sure if something like this has already been started sooo… let me know your thoughts, I guess?!

[Though technically a good age bracket for it, Yelena did not grow up with social media as a part of her everyday so her ending comes a little awkward and abrupt with another quick wave and an even quicker— ] Bye!

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No form or anything, I wanted to see if people were interested first. I’ll figure out meeting places and things once I know about how many people I may need to accommodate. [She grins, she’s pretty pleased with the response already, if she’s honest.]

That's good to know. I didn't really need anything like that at home. [Though, it might have been nice to know something.]

Are there a lot of other people that seem interested?

I think that is the case for a good number of people.

[She nods a little and shrugs.] so far there are maybe five or six people, I think? We will see soon!

Was that the case for you? [A beat, and then-] Sorry. You don't have to answer that. Sometimes I can be a little nosy.

[Fortunately, there's a convenient distraction to address in the form of her previous question.] That sounds like a lot! Will you be okay to do all of this by yourself?

Nonono, you're fine, it's okay. Nosy is not actually a bad thing, depends mostly on how you use it. [Nosy is the name of the game when you're a spy, okay.]

Moy sestra is going to be helping me. [She smirks a little, ever the epitome of little sister energy shining in her eyes.] She just doesn't know it yet.

I know some people who'd disagree with that. But it's okay because none of them are here. [Chrissy's not a spy, but she is curious about people.]

Well, I'm glad you've got someone to help you! Putting together something like this seems like a lot of work.

[She laughs softly.] I like your attitude!

I was not sure if many people would be interested, but I am glad to see it is something people are into. [Feeling useful? Excellent. 👌]

[That makes her smile.] I try to see the positive. Sometimes it's easier than others.

And, hey. I think it's really kind of you to do all this for people.

Not very many people do. We need more of it in the world, there are enough of us cynics. [Yes, she includes herself in the cynic side, even if she can be a cynic with a smile on her face, the outlook is still bleak.]

Aww- [She presses a hand against her chest–] that is so sweet! I just cannot sit around waiting for every next mission, you know? I need something constructive to do.

Maybe you're just a realist. [And maybe she's just making a snap judgement about someone she's spoken to once. Maybe both of these things are true. Only time will tell.]

I get it. I don't think I'd be able to just sit around waiting either. It's a lot easier to keep busy.

Isn't that just the nice way of saying you're a glass-half-empty pessimist? [And maybe they're both just talking in circles at this point, really.

She nods.] My life has never been very... still, I guess.

I never really thought about it like that. Maybe it is.

[She is curious, though. So-] Do you wish it had been?

Oh- yes, definitely. I would have given a lot to have a normal life. [She parts her hands in a wide shrug.] But normal was not in the cards for me.

What was not normal about it? If you don't mind talking about it, I mean.

[Maybe it's not really a thing she wants to talk about, and that's fine too.]

[She wrinkles her nose a bit.] We will save the deep-rooted trauma talks for when maybe we know each other a little more, yes?

You're right. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked.

[Chrissy knows better than anyone that some things are just hard to talk about, and now she feels like a total jerk.]

We can change the subject.

You're fine- it's a fair question. Just... more than you are ready to hear, I promise.

[It isn't just about not wanting to share, she doesn't want to put her fucked-up upbringing on someone else before they have even a small inkling of what the Red Room life was like.]

I will contact everyone again once I have a place for these lessons figured out. Hopefully, I can find something appropriate soon.

[Little does she know, Steve will be giving her just such a place in a matter of days after this~]

Oh, well. I can definitely understand that.

[It had taken her a long time to tell anyone the truth about her life, and that had only happened after she'd died, so she can definitely understand wanting to keep things private for now.]

That's good. I'm actually really looking forward to it! It won't be the same as cheerleading, but I need to do something.

Oh, you were a cheerleader at home? [She grins.] That is excellent and in your favor more than you think. I did gymnastics and ballet when I was young.

[She's not all fists and weapons, okay!]

Yea! I started in sixth grade and ended up being head cheerleader in junior year. [It might not have been her first choice, but she'd ended up enjoying it quite a bit anyway.]

I did gymnastics for a while before that, but my mom said cheer would be better, so that's what I did.

That is amazing, I love that. [She clasps her hands together.] I cannot wait to show you ways to leverage skills you already have.

I'm not sure what that means, but I'm really excited about it!

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