[it falls on deaf ears. she's tuning him out more often than not, and while he talks, she's wandering through the backstage area, idly trying to familiarize herself with what everything looks and feels like. like it's going to help her; like they'll be able to play this show tonight and that good things will actually happen.]
[by the time he hangs up, Anna's out on stage again, plucking through some of their covers acoustically, for as loud as her bass gets when it's not plugged in. this isn't so bad, she thinks. no blisters to worry about. no oil in the strings means they'll last way longer, and once she's good enough, she could easily play for hours without getting tired. robotic limbs means muscle memory is gonna come to her as easy as programming, so maybe the missing eye won't be too big of a problem. maybe.]
[she glances over her right shoulder; her playing stops.]
I can wait as long as it takes. You'd better go hang out somewhere else and wait for the tech, though.
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[by the time he hangs up, Anna's out on stage again, plucking through some of their covers acoustically, for as loud as her bass gets when it's not plugged in. this isn't so bad, she thinks. no blisters to worry about. no oil in the strings means they'll last way longer, and once she's good enough, she could easily play for hours without getting tired. robotic limbs means muscle memory is gonna come to her as easy as programming, so maybe the missing eye won't be too big of a problem. maybe.]
[she glances over her right shoulder; her playing stops.]
I can wait as long as it takes. You'd better go hang out somewhere else and wait for the tech, though.