One thing Natalya was known for was her knife collection. Leevi, on the other hand, was mainly known for his fashion as well as his purple scarf. That, and the fact that the two of them have what’s known as the resting bitch face. Did either of them know each other? Not to the extent they know certain other nations, but they know of each other. Yet here she is, a model for one of his lines. As soon as she had seen it was a spooky theme she had jumped at the chance and who was he to turn her down? Red eyes of the Finn look her over after she had come out.
“What do you think?” Natalya asked. She did a spin for him so he could see what the outfit looked like on her. “Looks great on you.” A knife was drawn from somewhere and was chucked at some drunk person that had showed up for whatever reason tried insulting the models. Purple eyes of Natalya look to see that it had been Leevi who had thrown it. Huh, that was surprising. Someone else who has knives. “Ready for the runway?” Leevi asked. Natalya nodded. “Let’s do this.”
