Svetka Romanov

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"Svetka Romanov to the office" the voice was crackly over the loudspeakers. A girl stood up, dark black hair with red hints glimmering in the overhead lights of the underground facility. Her boots thumped the tile floors, clearly intentional. Girls trained as Russian spies don't make noise unless they want to. Every eye in the cafeteria was on her. They wished they could be her. She was glorified in every way, if only because of who she came from.

The office was small, and sterile. The lady who sat behind the desk was plump, and short. Amara Barkinshi. Current head of the Red Room.
"Romanov. You will be going on a mission with Hydra agents. You leave in an hour."
"Yes ma'am."
"The Winter Soldier will accompany you. Your training with him has been a privilege, do not embarrass us."
"Yes ma'am."
"You may go."

The dorms weren't large. Barely enough for the three girls who slept in them. Cold handcuffs hung from the metal of the bed frames. There were girls who still tried to escape. There was no where to run- only mikes of forest lag outside the cold walls of the building. And that only if you made it to the surface. The facility was miles underground.

A single trunk lay under her bed. Black combat boots, set beside a stack of black cargo pants, and beside that a stack of black long sleeved tops. Casual clothes for going undercover were presented by the Mission Manager at the site. 5 pairs of socks, 10 pair of underwear, and two sports bras lay on top of the clothes.
Lifting the clothes out, she stuffed them all into a duffel bag, only saving a pair to change into. After that, the bottom of the trunk popped up o reveal rows of weapons. Katanas, hand guns, machine guns, and knives.

Shrugging off her current clothes, Svetka pulled on the ones she removed from the trunk. Slipping the boots on, she laced them up and made her way to the small cracker mirror in the corner of the room. Her long hair was braided down her back, and she shrugged on a Kevlar and leather jacket. Finally, she pulled on her gloves and slung the bag over her shoulder. He would be here soon.