Yulia and Mariya stepped outside their hotel. The night sky had presented itself, coloring everything in hues of orange, yellow and red, enhancing the already colorful neon-lights. Yulia grabbed her phone and started talking in Russian to their contact person. Mariya looked around, wondering how all these tiny people lived in these tiny spaces and how they would manage there unfortunate pick of hotel. Her stomache growled and she wanted to grab her purse to see how much money they had when she remembered she left her bag in the room. "Shit...", she growled and went up to Yulia who just finished the short call, "I need the keycard, I left my bag in the room, where is it?", Yulia rolled her eyes and gave her sister the card, "be quick, I'm starving". Mariya grumbled something and went back in.
She took the stairs up and went to their floor, there was a man strolling through the hall and their eyes met. Yulia gave him a nod and so did the man as he passed her and decent down the stairs. Yulia looked over her shoulder, something felt off but she just shrugged it off. She came up to the door and scanned the keycard. Stepping in she was caught off guard with what she found. The small space was a mess...
Mariya was shocked as she determent they were robbed...
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"SUKIN SYN!", Mariya screamed and turned around to make a B-line for the stairs. Quick on her feet, she ran down the flights, jumping the last few down, as she used the edge of the wall to turn around the corner mid jump. She sees the man with HER backpack walking just outside the hotel.
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Mariya was enraged, "YA UB'YU TEBYA!" And she ran through the main hall of the hotel, slipping past the closing sliding doors, skidding along the sidewalk as the man caught wind of her, and glanced over his shoulder before making a run for it. Yulia was flabbergasted as she saw her sister flying out of the building and a man running away at full speed Hearing her sister scream profanities in Russian, she wanted to stop her, but Mariya was more agile. Her sister sidestepped away from her and quickly ran off after the man. "What the...? hé...HÉ! Mariya!?", But it had no use, Mariya was already out of sight.
Mariya chased the man, bolting down the street, criss-crossing through the people and bumping into one or two of them. Like a raging bull, she could not be stopped. The man was light on his feet as he weaved through the crowded. Like a hawk she kept him in her vision, and he was clearly getting more and more stressed as she started closing in on him, screaming, "You asshole! Get back here!". The man looked over his shoulder once more, seeing how close she was, and then...he came to an abrupt stand-still. It was like hitting a brick wall. His face squashed into it and made him tumble backwards, on to the ground. Landing on his ass, having no idea what had just happened, he shook his head and looked up to the person he had just run into. Mariya saw her change and sprinted to the thief. She slides next to him, bends down and grabs him at front of his shirt. Twisting the material in her fist, she lifted the thief up off the ground, his feet dangling just a few inches above the street, and she screamed in his face; "SVO LACH', SUKA! YA otpravlyu tvoya zadnitsu k cherta za eto!", She raised her fist, ready to cave in this bitches head, and sent him right where he belonged, when a deep voice interrupted her revenge. "What's going on here?".
