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39th Report :: [Closed Commentlog]

Aug 16, 2010 20:32

*Marco had spent the last few days--since he'd learned of a tiger killing at least one person--in his room, living off the supplies he'd gathered after Jenjen was put in Carnival. They'd been meant for a crisis, and though the emotional crisis hadn't been what they were intended for, it was a lot easier than dealing with people ( Read more... )

@commentlog, +anna, need a smoke, don't know what love is

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FFFT tl;dr sorry dormant_beast August 17 2010, 01:22:51 UTC

[Anna has not budged from her room since she had been brought food by Phoenix, save for one brief occurrence. Only once had she left, and it had been in the cover of the blackness of night with a veil donned over her head to prevent recognition. She'd had a gnawing hunger that wouldn't dissipate with cups of water and crackers, so she'd had to finally emerge and make a trip to the buffet. She had gathered enough non-perishable items to last perhaps a week, and had immediately retreated back to her room, where she sat in silence and reflected on what she had done, and the things she might possible do in the future ( ... )

s'ok :3 ntjstapwn August 17 2010, 01:33:38 UTC

*Oh, god, she looks worse than he tought. Marco swallows, stammers a bit, and awkwardly thrusts a boquet of flowers up at her. Just random, colourful ones gathered from the flower deck and carefully (though clearly not professionally) arranged.

Marco looks much better then Anna, though he's also clearly not been sleeping well. It may be important to note he's completely sober for once; Marco hasn't touched alcohol for over a day now*

dormant_beast August 17 2010, 01:38:24 UTC

[She opens the door wide enough in order to take the flowers pushed at her, though her face flickers in obvious confusion. She doesn't deserve any sort of kindness.

Careful not to meet his eyes, she turns to head into her room to put the flowers into some water. She leaves the door open behind her. It's more of an invitation than Phoenix got, though he hadn't exactly waited for one, either.]

ntjstapwn August 17 2010, 01:47:09 UTC

*Marco enters once Anna moves. He closes the door behind him--if they were going to talk it'd be private--and hangs near it.

He watches her for a moment before forcing himself to speak. His voice is still rather quiet and flustered, but not as scared.*

Anna...I'm sorry. For what I did, and for not coming here sooner.

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