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	Tatiana bit her bottom lip slightly as she glanced over towards Wyatt, was the man out of his mind to tell her parents she only spoke good of them? She hoped they would just pass it off as him being cordial and polite and read nothing more into it but she doubted it. They were never ones to take anything for face value that she knew of, always processing and pondering ulterior motives; you didn't become some of the most influential and wealthy people in the country by just idly taking things as they first appeared. 

	Placing her hand over her mouth she coughed slightly and scurried into the plane, her fingers tight around Wyatt's hand and pulling him with her. Once inside the plane she let out a sigh of relief. The first part was over, and thankfully Gabriel was not too far behind her after she arrived, quickly placing people between her and her parents. Seeing Gabriel pass by she smiled at him, mouthing a quick hello before taking her seat and letting out a bit of a huff. 

	"Well that was as awkward as I feared it would be," she said as she glanced over towards Wyatt.

	Tatiana's attention quickly turned to Marisol when she arrived and she beamed, finally her closest sibling was there and she felt a bit more confident. Someone she knew had her back through out this entire endeavor. On the surface one might not think that the two would get along, they were both so different but being adopted and not of blood gave them an almost instant bond. 

	Rising from her seat when Marisol came over she hugged her little sister tight, smiling at her and taking a step back while she introduced Peter to their parents. She had met Peter a handful of times and liked the man; he seemed good for Marisol and as long as Marisol was happy that was all that mattered to Tatiana. Once the introductions were over and Marisol returned she chuckled a bit as her sister went straight into their little [i]secret[/i] language. It made it easier for them to be able to say what they felt without worrying the rest of the clan were the wiser. 

	"Sdelayte glubokiy vdokh, vy sdelali bol'shoy," Tatiana said with a slight giggle before stiffening slightly. "Po krayney mere, vy ne dolzhny nanyat' druga ot Interneta," she sighed as she motioned towards Wyatt and groaned as she placed her hand over her face, hiding her embarrassment. She wasn't embarrassed about Wyatt, just over the fact she actually sunk her life savings into having to pay someone to come with her. 

	"Pozhaluysta, prosto poyti igrat' vmeste," she said peeking through her fingers before dropping her hand and clearing her throat. 

	"Marisol, this is Vyatt. Vyatt, this is Marisol," she said quickly introducing them before Amelia came over. Tatiana perked a brow slightly at her, looking her over for a moment and then giggling as she watched Amelia and Marisol talk. Tatiana leaning close to Marisol and whispering against her ear.

	"Drug ili [i]prodruga?[/i]" she said in a light hearted voice before looking over towards Amelia once again.

	"Forgive me, ve have tendency to play around," Tatiana said extending her hand and shaking Amelia's gently. "I'm Tatiana, call me Tati," she said in a friendly voice. Looking back at Marisol she held up a finger.

	"Just moment, I have to get out of this coat. It's too hot," she said before turning and stepping back over to Wyatt. Shrugging her outer vestment off she laid the cream toned woolen coat down in her seat. Beneath she wore fitted ivory leather pants and a matching silken top; it came high in the frost and had a single long sleeve which cuffed at her thin wrist. The other arm was bare and it sunk low in the back, revealing the broad ebony tattoo that now covered her skin. 
	
	The tattoo looked nearly like a Rorschach test but if one took a moment to focus it could be seen to be the ruins of a war ridden city and above it was a nightingale that was soaring away from the destruction. Tatiana had told Marisol she was getting it done over the years but she never let anyone see it until it was finish and she had fully healed; which only happened recently. It was Tatiana's homage to the worst day of her life and breaking free from it; mentally it was still something she was coping with.

	The tattoo though was not the big change, the skin that showed made it apparent that Tatiana had lost weight to those that knew her. She had always been very thin but she had not been this slender since she was younger. Her bones showed under each movement and what muscle she did possess was toned and lined. To most of the family that had not seen her in person in years probably wouldn't notice the difference but those she was closer to her would undoubtedly see the change. Those that didn't know her or had not been around ballerinas in the past would probably just pass it off that she was severely undernourished.

	Turning back around as she let her hair fall down her back, she froze when Liv came into view; her mouth opening slightly and nudging Marisol in the side lightly, motioning with her chin towards their sister. She had spoken with Liv here and there over the last year but never via video chat or in person; the entire pregnancy thing was a complete shock, as was the engagement ring that was on her finger. This trip was surely taking a turn down the road of interesting. 

[@GoddessSophia]