Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160108000841/@comment-24685738-20160109152240

Petra gazed at Carter, trying not to wonder. Why hadn't he killed her already?

"For the Motherland!" Petra heard, in Russian. She looked back, eyes wide, seeing Alexandra on her way. She cursed, in Russian.

"Get... your friend!" She called to the American, trying not to let the "favourite poster girl" here hear. Then, before the other Russians could see, she pressed her pistol to her shoulder and squeezed the trigger, falling to the ground, in an attempt to make it look like Carter had shot her.