Anya Romanov is based on Anastasia from Anastasia. She is a 31 year old gifted human, temp worker, and uses she/her pronouns. She has the power of clairvoyance. Anya is portrayed by Riley Keough.
anya’s earliest memories were her time in the orphanage. she knew she just had arrived there one day lost and confused and that once she was there she was stuck unless she was either adopted or too old to stay. anya never wanted to be adopted into a family she knew wasn’t hers when she had this strong feeling that her real family was still out there, looking for her. the ladies running the orphanage thought she was crazy for thinking she was wanted somewhere but deep down, she just knew it.
she got into trouble constantly at the orphanage because she didn’t handle authority well. she has always been headstrong and stubborn to the point of being told what to do by people who didn’t understand her drove her crazy. she was told she acted like she was better than everyone, too snooty, but she was just trying to stay true to who she was, whoever that was. she didn’t have time for rules that were simply made to be broken in her eyes.
the only thing she kept to herself was her curse. she has always thought of it as a curse because ever since she can recall it has done nothing but torment her. at first she thought she was just having dreams, vivid as ever that would hit her whenever they felt like it. sometimes the visions she had were little things; a kid running too fast and tripping and bruising their knees, the lunch for the day as clear as day in her head, stuff like that. she thought it was just intuition and nothing worth being worried about until they turned into more serious things. images of people dancing in a grand ball, a music box playing a familiar melody; things that were clearly in the past but was it her past she didn’t know. all she knew was that they came quickly and they were maddening. like she was painting pictures but still not capturing the entire scene.
the visions didn’t stop as she grew older, in fact they just started to happen more. anya felt as if she was going crazy for real for thinking they were trying to tell her something. that they wanted her to go somewhere, find someone. but the moment she was old enough to leave the orphanage instead of getting humble work and living in some small town like she could, she decided to follow her visions. her visions kept going back to a forest and she spent many years looking for it. she got odd jobs in towns here and there but she never stayed long enough to make her mark anywhere.
she never thought evermore would be the place she settled down in and it wasn’t really her choice. she had entered the town thinking it was just another step along the road; the woods called to her more than others did. but when she tried to leave she....couldn’t. and that was almost harder to accept than not knowing where she came from. she has been in evermore for almost a year now and it still feels both new and not. she hasn’t felt confident enough to call it home because she feels like she still hasn’t quite found home yet.
once she found out that she was not going anywhere anytime soon she used the money she had been saving to get a really cheap apartment for just herself. it wasn’t much and there was always something to repair, but she always ended up just fixing things herself. it was a good way to distract herself from the uneasiness she felt about settling.
not long after arriving in evermore she was confronted by a stray dog that stole her scarf. considering it was the middle of winter when she arrived she had to chase the little guy down for it, but once she realized he was a stray she decided to keep him. his name is pooka and he is her very best friend. he goes almost everywhere with her, being small enough that she can still stuff him into her coat pockets. he sleeps in her bed with her every night.
anya’s job is really anything she can make a quick buck at. she doesn’t like staying at the same job for long so being a part of a temp place seemed appropriate for her. her favorite job is when she can play piano or sing at a local bar or party and her least favorite jobs are the ones that have her working in the hot sun for twelve hours in the summer. the funny thing is anya didn’t even know she knew how to play the piano until she tried to. it felt...like she had been doing it for a long time. like it was just an extension of her.
anya has discovered that alcohol and some good party drugs can really fog up the visions she has. so naturally, she goes out a lot. she likes a good party and she likes being able to get away from the visions plaguing her thoughts.
like everything else in her life, anya is terrible at committing to any and all relationships. she doesn’t have many friends. when it comes to romance....ha that’s funny. she doesn’t have a love life. she has hook ups that normally happen after she had made some morally questionable choices at a bar and that is really that.
she is the one that normally leaves them on read, sometimes by accident, sometimes not. she honestly wouldn’t have a phone at all if she didn’t need it for work. she doesn’t have any social media and doesn’t really use it other than for texting and maybe playing a stupid game for a few when she can’t fall asleep easily.
anya has always been a wild child and she thinks that is why she has such a soft spot for kids. she gets their restless energy, their desire to see the good in all the bad. she wishes more than anything she could just let all her worries go and go back to being a child, even if she doesn’t remember her childhood. she has always had a strong feeling that it was filled with love and happiness, which is enough to get her by.
ever since she woke up in that orphanage anya has kept a journal containing the details of her visions. she is hoping that recording it will help it all make sense but....so far not really.
a lot of people think that because anya dresses in either baggy clothes or really casual outfits that she doesn’t care about dressing up, but she actually loves it. she loves an excuse to put a nice dress on and doll herself up. she just...doesn’t normally have a reason to do that. her wardrobe isn’t much but that’s because she’s used to not having much.
her most prized possession is the necklace she wears. she has had it since she awoke that day at the orphanage. it’s a beautiful necklace and the back of it says together in paris. she has yet to be to paris and at this rate she probably never will be but....just having that necklace grounds her.
anya has a mouth on her. she isn’t the type to really filter her opinions and she will check someone if they are out of line. she isn’t afraid to fight either. she’s gotten into her fair share of brawls before evermore and even though she hasn’t had to throw hands here yet, she is always ready for the occasion.
anya can speak fluent russian. she doesn’t even remember how she knows russian she just knows it comes naturally to her. it only really seems to come out when she is so angry she can’t stop shaking.
all in all anya is a lost soul, always searching for home, never quite finding her place. she has no idea what she is doing or what she wants to do with her life, so she takes it day by day. she is hopeful that her memories will someday return to her but in the meantime....she is just trying to figure out how she can get to her next destination.
