Olivia had a problem here, a very serious problem. A problem much like the problems Nazi Germany faced as the Red Army tanked through Eastern Europe towards them and the allies galavanted up through Western Europe. Basically, her plans were quickly falling away around her. For the record, Olivia was meant to be the only one with the cheeky British girl charm but now this... thing had to come and render that irrelevant! The tenacity!

The next problem was definitely the shaky bow. What a phony. Anyone who had even watched a sliver of anime knew that the small, adorable girls were the shy and nervous ones who guys couldn't help but be attracted to. Anastasia was the exact opposite of small and adorable - she was tall and smoking hot. [i]Nuh uh, gurl, you ain't fooling me.[/i] Anastasia was supposed to be the hot combat-ready chick who the guys drooled over before ultimately discovering that she's a prude and only has a desire to kill due to some predisposed dark backstory.

[color=orange]"Hello, my name is Anastasia Tepes, pleased to meet you."[/color]

Olivia put on her brave face - this was going to be a tough opponent but she'd be damned if she didn't try. [color=Lime]"Hi Anastasia! Are you from the UK? That's brilliant! I thought I was the only God-fearing, Queen-loving Englishwoman around![/color]

And then, it happened. If we were to use some metaphors, it would probably be about equivalent to the prompt and utter destruction so diligently promised by Truman that was later supplied in the form of two atomic bombs. Anastasia opened her lips to smile and exposed two fangs. [i]She's a vampire? She's a fucking vampire? Well bend me over and fu-[/i]

Merde.

MERDE.

MERDE!

MERDE MERDE MERDE!

Inside Olivia's weakened mind, chaos ran amuck as pillars of emotions and morality collapsed down around each other. The Red Army were already in Berlin, scratch what she thought earlier and Olivia was definitely a certain someone hiding out in some discrete bunker about to fill his brains with a bullet.

How was she supposed to beat a vampire? She'd seen all the movies - the female vampires were seductresses who could get any man they desired before sucking the life essence out of the poor sod. She might as well go and kill Tony right now because that was the unfortunate fate that awaited him! He'd probably think that he's gonna get down and dirty with some hot vampire chick then BAM! He got no blood. Life was pointless! Why exist anymore when all your efforts are in vain? [i]I should just go become a lesbian.[/i]

Wait a minute. Give the toaster a minute or two... Genius! Confetti exploded in her mind as order took hold again. Her plan was so damn simple it hurt - aside from Anastasia, the next best seductress on campus was Olivia. All Olivia had to do was make Anastasia into a raging lesbian and then Olivia could return to having a wide variety of hunks to choose from. Hazaar! Not once did she even think about the difficulties of turning a girl into a lesbian, however - those thoughts were taken with the breeze.

[color=00a99d]“Olivia, you’ll have a chance to talk to Anastasia later, got it? Anastasia, come with me. You’re not in trouble, so stop making my life harder. Now, follow me. Christ. Is that [i]honestly[/i] that hard to understand?”[/color]

[i]Shut your pie hole, Dorian! Can't you see some of us are plotting the downfall of some innocent girl's heterosexuality![/i] [color=Lime]"Monsieur Lost, I didn't mean any harm, I simply didn't notice you! Apologies."[/color] She cracked a happy smile that forced her eyes closed for a second.

[color=orange]"It's been a pleasure meeting you, please excuse me but it seems mr. Lost has something to discuss with me."[/color]

Olivia gave her a kind nod, still wearing that deceptively happy smile. [i]Soon, you will know to never outdo Olivia Octavia Delacroix, silly little vampire girl! How are they even that big anyways!? You're like eighteen![/i] Her smile hid her irritated groan as Anastasia turned away from her. She was friendly - this was good, her plan had already reached its first stage. All good plans need a dramatic name though...

[i]Operation Pantyfall[/i]