[welp. her messenger bag is full of as many provisions as she can stuff it with, she's got a big sword strapped to her back, and Anna's ready to head out into the woods again. she can probably make it out to Bosuma in a couple hours, she figures, if she walks fast. as she stands looking at the sign and mentally charting her course, the warning signs also catch her attention. she scoffs, blowing hair out of her face.]
Now you guys tell us? Thanks for nothing.
[the sword should at least protect her if anything happens. as she turns westward, she catches something out of the corner of her eye that she wasn't expecting. and because she's already on her guard, she doesn't sound happy about it.]
Quit hiding or I'll kick your ass into next week. Not getting jumped by a cow again.
v. this is where we all should see red
[this is the absolute life. during the day, Anna's taking everything around her in. she's absolutely in love with how isolated everything is out here, and she's pretty sure she could stay in these woods for days if she'd brought enough stuff with her. no job stress, no people... she isn't even high and she feels way more at peace than she ever did. it's weird, but. she likes it a lot. so much that she just decides to lay out the cloth that her sword is wrapped in and take a nap right here on the ground. nobody's gonna bother her, right?]
[at night, it's almost better. everything is blooming and flowering and there's colors in the air and the stars are twinkling above her and she could really just live like this forever. until some flower sprays a bunch of red pollen in her face and she suddenly finds herself scowling. what the hell is its problem anyway?]
[she hears a noise of something or someone approaching and turns on her heel. rushing to grab the hilt of her sword that she still hasn't gotten great with, her eyes scan the world around her. she barks out an order.]
Get the fuck out here and fight me!
x. for you it's a different notion (closed to Astin)
[Anna's got her big-ass sword here for testing purposes, and she brought along with her a lot of super tattered, old clothing—mostly t-shirts from bands she says she doesn't listen to anymore—in a messenger bag around her shoulder. she'd given Astin the best way to find her in the woods, though she's not especially deep into them right now. it's just enough to keep them away from any bystanders.]
[her sword is still a little too heavy to comfortably hold in one hand, so she has it resting on a flat rock next to the one she's sitting on. the engine block hilt at least makes it easy to set down. she gestures at it; the blade is facing away from both of them, but still shines in the sun.]
All right. You wanted to see it? Here it is.
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[welp. her messenger bag is full of as many provisions as she can stuff it with, she's got a big sword strapped to her back, and Anna's ready to head out into the woods again. she can probably make it out to Bosuma in a couple hours, she figures, if she walks fast. as she stands looking at the sign and mentally charting her course, the warning signs also catch her attention. she scoffs, blowing hair out of her face.]
Now you guys tell us? Thanks for nothing.
[the sword should at least protect her if anything happens. as she turns westward, she catches something out of the corner of her eye that she wasn't expecting. and because she's already on her guard, she doesn't sound happy about it.]
Quit hiding or I'll kick your ass into next week. Not getting jumped by a cow again.
v. this is where we all should see red
[this is the absolute life. during the day, Anna's taking everything around her in. she's absolutely in love with how isolated everything is out here, and she's pretty sure she could stay in these woods for days if she'd brought enough stuff with her. no job stress, no people... she isn't even high and she feels way more at peace than she ever did. it's weird, but. she likes it a lot. so much that she just decides to lay out the cloth that her sword is wrapped in and take a nap right here on the ground. nobody's gonna bother her, right?]
[at night, it's almost better. everything is blooming and flowering and there's colors in the air and the stars are twinkling above her and she could really just live like this forever. until some flower sprays a bunch of red pollen in her face and she suddenly finds herself scowling. what the hell is its problem anyway?]
[she hears a noise of something or someone approaching and turns on her heel. rushing to grab the hilt of her sword that she still hasn't gotten great with, her eyes scan the world around her. she barks out an order.]
Get the fuck out here and fight me!
x. for you it's a different notion (closed to Astin)
[Anna's got her big-ass sword here for testing purposes, and she brought along with her a lot of super tattered, old clothing—mostly t-shirts from bands she says she doesn't listen to anymore—in a messenger bag around her shoulder. she'd given Astin the best way to find her in the woods, though she's not especially deep into them right now. it's just enough to keep them away from any bystanders.]
[her sword is still a little too heavy to comfortably hold in one hand, so she has it resting on a flat rock next to the one she's sitting on. the engine block hilt at least makes it easy to set down. she gestures at it; the blade is facing away from both of them, but still shines in the sun.]
All right. You wanted to see it? Here it is.
xx. wildcard
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