Name : Anastasia Braginski
Age : 19
Personality : sweet, friendly, secretly evil and can't get mad
Bio : Anastasia Braginski is the only daughter of the Russian Mafia leader Ivan Braginski. She was spoiled with almost anything she wanted but was taught to not take things for granted. She grew up into a ruthless killer and a sexy loyal daughter to Ivan. She is unable to get mad like her father and carries a pipe with her everywhere she goes whenever she likes. She is considered to the 2nd most feared person to be around, when it comes to killing people. She loves her father with all her heart and is willing to protect him when she needs to.
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Name : Ivan Braginski
Age : 30
Personality : sweet, friendly, secretly evil and can't get mad
Bio : Ivan Bragniski is the father of Anastasia Braginski and the leader of the Russian Mafia, he lost his wife when Anastasia was 4 and said that she looked just like her. He is a very strange person and is unable to become angry. He also carries a pipe when he wants to and is the most feared in the Mafia and well-known.
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Anastasia started to walk down the street with a smile on her face and a giggle escaping her lips. Her long white laced boots clapped the ground as she walked along the cracked sidewalks, her long navy blue jacket that stopped at her knees swayed in the gently breeze as her hips rocked lightly. A long white scarf that was wrapped around her neck swayed behind her as if it was fluttering, it was a only about 1 or 2 feet off the ground so it wouldn't be noticed since her long silver-white hair covered most of it. Her violet eyes looked around the neighborhood as she surveyed her surroundings, stretching lightly as her short mini skirt rode up a little, Anastasia started to look for someone to talk to. She was the daughter of the notorious Russian Mafia boss Ivan Braginski and she was an excellent assassin. She continued walking until she got to what looked like a garage and started tracing along the old crusted cement that held the building together.

Ivan Braginski sat in the chair listening to the complaints from the streets. They're rivals were started to gang up on them again and he didn't like it, a smile crept on his face as he spoke with a heavy Russian accent, "Well if that is how they want to be then we will show them what we go went gangs don't respect their boundaries." he said with a sort of smile and chuckled softly as a dark aura seem to seep out of him. The Mafia members feared Ivan for his temper and his brute strength, but mainly his temper. He nor his daughter could get mad but they had ways of showing how they were angry. "Yes boss." a member said as Ivan turned from the window and looked at them all, "Also, make sure my daughter is ok, watch her and don't let her know you're watching." He said with a smile as the members nodded and left. Ivan looked back out the window and seen the streets, the crime was everywhere and he had a plan to be able to control the streets and rule like a king. But that was going to take sometime.