writing!

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Anya has found paper and a writing utensil! She’s overjoyed at this.

Currently, she is sitting in room 202 curled up in a corner of the room and writing furiously on the paper. It’s the first time she’s been seen in the main room, but she has a mission.

Feel free to join her, ogle, laugh, make fun of (at your own risk), or whatever.

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[princeinexile]

Zuko and his coffee are over here.

"...what are you writing?"

You know, just gotta ask. Especially since he hasn't met her yet.

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Anya looks up at the man and shrugs.

"I'm going to write of my experiences here and sell them for profit when money comes into existance."

At least she's honest.

"I don't know you. Your coffee smells good though."

[princeinexile]

"I'm Zuko. The one in charge. And my coffee is sludge. Faye makes much better coffee then I do."

But Zuko kinda likes his sludge.

"S... so what sort of experiences have you had so far?" He is both amused and interested.

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"Well there's no sex for one thing; which will give me sympathy from those who come after us. I came here in a mall, but since there's no money I just stole this jacket which makes me a criminal. There was a nice girl who sparkles with electricity which woohoo big deal. I met a Har'gun demon one time that could light up an entire continent with the amount of electrical current he produced

[princeinexile]

"No sex? I'm going to be a father to twins in a couple of months," Zuko says dryly. THere's plenty of sex. She's just not getting any.

But the rest is a good to hear. "I'm the one who organizes the rosters. I do attempt to keep everyone -- brains and brawn -- on staff, and the book of people has records of everyone who is forthright enough to tell us what they can really do."

Not everyone is.

"...and don't worry about the profits. Or the lawyers. Really."

Amused, yes, but... "What would you do -- to help out here, then? If you placed yourself according to your skills?"

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"I'm very good with money. Running a buisness and keeping track of things. I've also seen more history and species than I bet most people here have. Revolutions, wars, dimensions, realities..."

She trails off.

"But don't ask me to make coffee because mine is sludge too. I was told so by a British man named Giles. 'Tut tut. You coffee is like sludge. Tut tut.'" She quotes him and then smiles amusedly.

"I think I would put myself in charge of supplies and keeping track of them. Although I'm told we can't charge for them because of the PCness of it all." She rolls her eyes.

"Whatever that means... I guess an obligatory congratulations is an order." He smile turns into a wide, over exaggerated one as she pats Zuko on the shoulder. "Congratulations."

And then.. "Oh, and I'm Anya."

[princeinexile]

"I'm Zuko, but I think you know that."

He thinks. He's not sure what to make of all of this, but he does at least smile. "But, no -- we can't charge. Because there's no money. But everybody does something and earns the right to food and goods that way. But if you'd like to help with inventory of supplies, we could use a quartermaster."

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"A master of the quarters! So there is money!" Anya says a little too excitedly and then furrows her brow in thought.

She's searching her knowledge...

"Oh you mean someone to give supplies to the troops. I get it. Was a little slow on that one and got excited there for a minute... that kind of talk can drive a girl wild."

After a moment her smile widens at Zuko. "Forget it, I'm still excited. I have a purpose. Purpose is important. When can I start and is there a medical plan? This body isn't imune to most things I've discovered. I'll have all of the goods streamlined and neat and ready for giving out in no time. You'll be quite pleased with my work ethic."

[princeinexile]

Zuko has the sinking feeling that he has just done something stupid. Nevertheless, he starts to say, "You'll work with Mike -- he's the green guy with the baby -- with food supplies, and Krauser when it comes to weapon inventory. Objects, clothing, that's all you. Okay?"

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"This is great. I can't wait to tell Xander that I have a job. I'm not nothing." Anya said almost too excitedly.

"You're very considerate and nice for a human, Zuko. Especially one with power. Weight of the world and all that... I wouldn't want your job." She's honest, if anything.

"And you seem to be holding up well. Minimal worry lines and honest eyes. You must have high hopes for this place too."