Characters: Sarea and Mikaela [OPEN to ALL GIRLS ON THE BOAT!]
Location: Deck 17 (aka the Pillow deck)
Date: Backdated to Saturday, December 11th
Rating: PG-16 to be safe, since there will likely be pranks and rough-housing of intruding-men, etc. etc.
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Let the party begin~! )
So now she found herself hesitantly stepping into the room, looking around with a quiet shyness as she wrapped a blanket around her shoulders. She'd donned soft flannel pjs, and carried an overnight bag in her hand.
"Ah...bonjour?"
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Still, he'd like for her to know he's there, hiding in the shadows, but there nonetheless. So he'll just be putting his voice in her head now.
"Anna."
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"...Teacher...?"
What a fool she must look, talking to herself like that.
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"Enjoy your evening. But know your Angel is here."
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"I...am glad that you are." She looks around again, letting her lips curve into a quiet smile. Erik's actions would likely unnerve many women, but Anna finds them endearing, and it only further works to draw her to him more and more.
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"Call to me if you need anything."
He'll be there in a heartbeat, bb. You can bank on it.
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"Hey! Welcome t'the party! I'm Sarea, one of the planners, I don't think we've-" the Lycan stopped suddenly, nose twitching, staring at the other woman in a sort of surprise. Her scent was vaguely familiar, like a certain tiger she'd met ages ago...
Blinking herself from her stupor, Sarea plastered her grin on again and held out her hand, trying not to be as blunt as usual, "Anyways, welcome! I hope y'have fun!"
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"Thank you for doing this. It is...needed, yes?" She sounds distracted, just a little. She's trying to determine if it's coming from Sarea or one of the other girls.
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Nope, definitely from Sarea. Interesting.
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"You wouldn't happen to be a certain tiger who once played around with a wolf in the halls, would you?" Her voice is playful, and she's still grinning; she sincerely hopes she has the right person.
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"Ah, oui, that would be me. Do you happen to be the wolf, amiga?"
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Now she grins playfully, lifting an eyebrow, "So, what's your name? Can't just call you 'Tiger', hah."
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"I am, yes. Mutated genes, from a war." Anna chuckles at that.
"Non, my name is Anna. Though I suppose...'Tiger' is not terribly inappropriate, though I do like being called by my own name." She smiles.
"You are...Sarea, yes?" She only knows that because of the couple posts that have been made in regards to the party/sleepover.
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Wolf doesn't catch on to the first part of the others statement till a few moments later, when she blinks and pauses, glancing at Anna in surprise, "Mutated genes? That's one I haven't heard; I'm used to shifters either being born like that or turned, like the other wolf I knows on this boat."
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"Ah, oui. There was a war, yes? Years ago, nuclear. Lot of bombs, sickness, death. The...survivors, they were poisoned, but many survived, hm? The radiation mutated in them, and their descendents were born with different abilities. Like me."
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The girl responds in English.
"Oh! Hello."
Hey Anna, doesn't she seem familiar?
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