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[ntjstapwn]

Characters: Anna Two and Marco Devera [Closed]
Location: Anna's room
Date: Immediately after Fight club round four
Rating: PG? Fft. I never know.

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[dormant_beast]

She'd shifted.

She'd shifted, right there in front of everyone. In front of people she knew, and people she didn't. Granted, she had announced to everyone on the boat what she was, but there was something significantly profound and unnerving about actually showing people.

She had been shaking visibly when she had entered her room. She was still shaking, even now.

The knock startles her, and she emits a swear in her own language that doesn't really translate.

Of course he would want to talk to her, confront her. Now he will most certainly want nothing to do with her.

Pulling herself to her feet, she slowly makes her way over to the door, and cracks it.

"Marco...?"

[ntjstapwn]

"A-anna, I, uh..."

Marco stammers for a moment, then takes a deep breath. He's not sure where he's going with this, but he wants to see her. To confirm that she still is her and that what he saw really happened.

"Can I come in?"

[dormant_beast]

She visibly hesitates, uncertain as to what she should do. She should turn him away, remind him she is dangerous, and firmly shut the door.

Instead, Anna backs up a step, and pulls it open wider.

"If...you like."

She tries to hide her shaking by firmly crossing her arms. She's clad only in her bathrobe, and her hair is wet.

[ntjstapwn]

He nods and steps into the room, glancing over it briefly before looking back to Anna. The room was still the same...but of course it would be. Its not like this was something new, it was just something he hadn't seen before.

"I...I saw you...uh. I guess that's obvious, huh?" He tries to smile, but fails at it and gives up.

"I, ah...I wanted to...can you show me again?"