Vladimir has no need for a soulmate, nor does he ever have a plan on meeting them wherever they are. But when fate has plans that's something he cannot avoid. He was conducting business on enemy territory, British soil, in the United Kingdom right in London. Instead of his usual get-up of wearing a military uniform and bulletproof vest. He's in a suit, exiting out of the subway station, heading up the stairs into the city.

He kept his face composed to avoid being detected by law enforcement and whatnot. Till a certain person caught his attention. He didn't know you, nor did you know of him or so he thought to himself, but there was something about you that he found himself magnetizing towards. He paused, shaking his head, silently cursing himself.

Dammit, Vladimir, this isn't the time for frolicking.

Vladimir was about to turn away, but he felt a sense of hesitation. Stopping him from moving away from her.