Anya Lehnsherr | Earth 97400 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fridgetothefire) wrote2013-11-11 10:37 am
fridgetothefire) wrote2013-11-11 10:37 am
034 ☣ all natural recycled post-consumer goodwill
[Public, video]
For everyone who hasn't heard yet, I graduated, a little while ago. I'll be staying, of course.
[Private to Arthas]
It happened while I was a death knight, actually. I should have told you sooner, I know, I'm sorry. I was figuring a lot of things out and I half believed it wouldn't even stick.
I don't know what that means, or if it means anything. But...you deserve to know.
Thank you.
[Private to Hannibal]
[She pays careful attention to the effects of the flood; she knows he would, too. When she's certain the waters have receded, she starts to cook. With the roast is in the oven and the soup simmering, she calls.]
I'm sure you know by now that there was another Dr. Lecter on board, before you. He was one of the first people who spoke to me here.
He made me lunch, when I was cold and shaken and alone. I realize you aren't in that sort of position, but I'd like to pay it forward, if you're willing.
[Spam for Nathan, also distinctly post-flood.]
[She knocks twice, smartly. She brought cookies.]
Nathan? It's Anya. I'd like to talk to you.
[Spam for Iris, slightly backdated.]
[Anya has found some interesting things in her new and improved warden's cabin. Like this old-fashioned hand-cranked ice cream maker, for example. Iris seems to be having a rough time of it, so Anya hauls the bulky little machine over to her cabin, kicks the door awkwardly instead of knocking.]
Iris, it's Anya. I want to show you something.
For everyone who hasn't heard yet, I graduated, a little while ago. I'll be staying, of course.
[Private to Arthas]
It happened while I was a death knight, actually. I should have told you sooner, I know, I'm sorry. I was figuring a lot of things out and I half believed it wouldn't even stick.
I don't know what that means, or if it means anything. But...you deserve to know.
Thank you.
[Private to Hannibal]
[She pays careful attention to the effects of the flood; she knows he would, too. When she's certain the waters have receded, she starts to cook. With the roast is in the oven and the soup simmering, she calls.]
I'm sure you know by now that there was another Dr. Lecter on board, before you. He was one of the first people who spoke to me here.
He made me lunch, when I was cold and shaken and alone. I realize you aren't in that sort of position, but I'd like to pay it forward, if you're willing.
[Spam for Nathan, also distinctly post-flood.]
[She knocks twice, smartly. She brought cookies.]
Nathan? It's Anya. I'd like to talk to you.
[Spam for Iris, slightly backdated.]
[Anya has found some interesting things in her new and improved warden's cabin. Like this old-fashioned hand-cranked ice cream maker, for example. Iris seems to be having a rough time of it, so Anya hauls the bulky little machine over to her cabin, kicks the door awkwardly instead of knocking.]
Iris, it's Anya. I want to show you something.
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[Seriously, dude? But she shakes her head, smiling, indulgent.]
For the record, you have no idea what a monster I was to start with.
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Sometimes it feels like it happened so fast. And sometimes it feels like I've been here forever.
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