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[fridgetothefire]

[When the view clicks on, Anya is obviously changed. She has the glowing blue eyes, and her skin looks almost grey. She isn't quite light-skinned enough for classic pallor, but the color is leached from her face. She sits still and straight, with a degree of composure that is, in fact, precisely normal for her. She missed breakfast today, and now it's quite clear why.]

I've allowed Arthas to make me into a zombie for a few days. It is entirely temporary, and I am in control of myself and my faculties. There is no need for anyone to be alarmed.

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[fridgetothefire]

[What, no.]

...Zane, I'm an actual corpse.

[godsays]

[He shrugs.]

I wasn't really talking about that.

[fridgetothefire]

Well...make up your mind?

[Now she's just confused.]

[godsays]

You're not just what you look like.

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[fridgetothefire]

Yeah, but...

[There are other, less appearance-specific adjectives for that. Which sounds incredibly stupid even in her head.]

...thanks, I guess.

[godsays]

I meant the pearl too.

Should we go back?

[fridgetothefire]

Back to what?

You were enjoying yourself, weren't you?

[She gestures at the water, and the flustered tension leaches away from her somewhat.]

[godsays]

[He was, actually.]

Can you swim like that?

[fridgetothefire]

Not like that. I swam in lakes, a few time times, but I can't hold my breath for very long -

I. Don't actually need to breathe right now.

[She breaks into a grin and dashes back onto the sand just long enough to pull off her long-sleeved shirt and shimmy out of her pants, leaving her in a plain bra and underwear. Her arms and back are wreathed in old, shiny-pink whorls of uneven burn scars, and her back is diagonally bisected by newer, thick scars where Dylan's monstrous claws gouged her. The remaining skin in between her old wounds pops, vividly tattooed, all of it stylized with heavy black outlines and geometric chunks of color, like snippets of a stained glass window with a variety of motifs: a looping red infinity, a black chess knight, a dark blue bat and and a small yellow one, a jack of diamonds playing card with black gloves and a familiar profile, a curling green vine with pink flowers, and stranger things. Then she plunges into the water, diving beneath the waves as soon as she reaches deep enough water. ]

[godsays]

[He follows slower, watching, a smile on his lips. He swims alongside her, and he nudges her to the billowing schools of fish. The bright ones, the beautiful ones.]

[fridgetothefire]

[With a thoughtful tug, she sends her death shark to hound them from the other side, and the whole school streams past, bright flickers darting close around them, deeming Zane and Anya larger but lesser evils.]