027 ☣ some messages

[fridgetothefire]

[Private to Zane, Abigail, and Cassel, vaguetimed after the breach, Wednesday-ish?]

...how are you guys?


[Private to Ben, Wednesdayish]

Thank you.


[Private to Sylvanas, thursday]

[Her voice is small, nervous and tentative, though there isn't really fear in it, just uncertainty that she ought to be asking at all.]

I know we haven't spoken, much. I'm really sorry if this is - rude or painful, or anything, and you don't have to answer. I just.

You hate Arthas, right?


[Private to Mal, Friday, text, sent right before she dies]

I've decided to let Arthas make me a zombie for a few days. If all goes as planned, I will be able to resist any and all brain-eating urges. If it's messed up or he lied to me about what's going to happen, being killed will reset me to my normal self. I don't want any of the people who love me to have to do it. Could you check by Cabin 1x17 in the next few minutes and make sure I don't emerge on the warpath? If you don't want to, I'd trust Beatrix to do it too.

Thanks.


[Private to Arthas, Friday]

I'm ready. Is now good for you?


[OOC: I may add other starters to this post as older things play out/I think of them. If anyone has something they want to have brought up with Anya BEFORE she becomes a zombie, let me know and I will add it. There will probably be a separate public zombie post later.]

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[versusnurture]

I don't care.

[She does care.]

Utilize your resources.

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[fridgetothefire]

[I use the tools I have. How many times has she said that?]

Ben is a lot more than a resource to me.

[There's nothing sharp in her tone. Some people are resources first. That's okay. Capitalism makes the world go round. But that's not what they are to each other.]

But I'll ask now.

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[versusnurture]

That's cute.

[It actually really is. She means it. But talking about Hannibal sends her flat-toned and brittle, so there's no real way of telling.]

Tell him I said I wanted your input.

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[fridgetothefire]

He saved my life.

[That's the least of it. But perhaps that's why it is also the easiest to explain. This isn't sharp either, just a glimpse of context; she doesn't read anything personal - not about her, anyway - into Abigail's curtness. But she thinks it might be easier not to press any more, now.]

I'll do that, thank you. And if you need anything, let me know.

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[versusnurture]

Of course I will.

[But of course she won't.]

Good luck, Anya.