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[anthy_rosebride]

*Anthy sits alone at a table in the corner of the bar. Again she has an apple and a pile of long thorns, and a glass of Atlantean wine. She is slowly, robotically pressing the thorns into the apple. Her eyes are dull.*

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[nitzwalsh]

*Nitz, looking again for someone he reconizes, spots the purple haired girl with the exploding roses sitting in a corner. After watching her for a while, he notices that she looks sad. He decides to approach.* Hey? Are you alright?

[anthy_rosebride]

*stabs another thorn into the apple* I'm lovely. How are you?

[nitzwalsh]

Uh...I'm fine. Thanks. Sorry if I bothered you. Just, from the bar, I could have sworn that you looked depressed...Sorry. *Nitz shrugs and heads back to the bar.*

(ooc: Sorry about the last comment. For some reason, LJ wouldn't let me post the comment as Nitz.)

[anthy_rosebride]

*Anthy stabs the next one in rather more viciously than before, and doesn't quite glare.*