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038 ☣ shots in the dark
Jan. 9th, 2014 01:48 pm[Anya looks - not scared. Slightly apprenhensive, gently vulnerable in a way that has nothing to do with how she normally uses her vulnerability. When she speaks, it's calm and clear, in Xaladytko Romani.]
Mama, it's me. Anya. I'm - I'm so sorry, for everything. I'm working on a way to fix what happened to Wanda. I know that sounds impossible, but how many impossible things have happened in your life? If you can hear me, believe this one. When she's taken care of - if you want to get out of there, I'll bring you out, I promise. Bring you somewhere better.
[And. If she doesn't.]
And. Whatever you decide, I forgive you. You should know that.
[She takes a breath, runs a hand through her hair. There are other people she'd love to talk to, but she doesn't know where to start or what to say next; it feels a little like she's used up all her poise and eloquence for the day getting that out without breaking down.]
Mama, it's me. Anya. I'm - I'm so sorry, for everything. I'm working on a way to fix what happened to Wanda. I know that sounds impossible, but how many impossible things have happened in your life? If you can hear me, believe this one. When she's taken care of - if you want to get out of there, I'll bring you out, I promise. Bring you somewhere better.
[And. If she doesn't.]
And. Whatever you decide, I forgive you. You should know that.
[She takes a breath, runs a hand through her hair. There are other people she'd love to talk to, but she doesn't know where to start or what to say next; it feels a little like she's used up all her poise and eloquence for the day getting that out without breaking down.]
