[There are only a couple of things that tarnish Anna's mysterious, wicked demeanor—she makes for a cutting presence on the Grandcypher, only days after joining the crew, in all deep reds and purples, hair wild and splayed over her eye, dress wide and billowing, her ragged hat's brim wide enough to keep her out of most doorways. It's just... Well, Nightmare, her stuffed doll, is a little creepy with his patchwork face and jagged stitched smile, but maybe it's strange that she carries him around everywhere she goes, without exception. And also...
She's so small.
She's so small.
It hasn't take much of anyone much longer than it takes to interact with her to figure out that she's not much of the spooky, wise figure she seems, just like Lyria and Djeeta quickly discovered that she wasn't as all-knowing as the rumors said. In more than one instance, the prospect of talking to strangers frightened her enough to scream and run away... So, you know, she's been kind of tough to get a hold of.
Right now, though, she's out on the front deck, sat on her butt with each of Nightmare's hands in hers so she can dance him across the floor; a little girl playing with her doll. Once in a while, she interrupts her little mutterings at him to take out her wand and make him float and dance. Despite that Anna's mouth stays closed in a sweet little smile, Nightmare laughs in what sounds like her own voice, deepened.]
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She's so small.
She's so small.
It hasn't take much of anyone much longer than it takes to interact with her to figure out that she's not much of the spooky, wise figure she seems, just like Lyria and Djeeta quickly discovered that she wasn't as all-knowing as the rumors said. In more than one instance, the prospect of talking to strangers frightened her enough to scream and run away... So, you know, she's been kind of tough to get a hold of.
Right now, though, she's out on the front deck, sat on her butt with each of Nightmare's hands in hers so she can dance him across the floor; a little girl playing with her doll. Once in a while, she interrupts her little mutterings at him to take out her wand and make him float and dance. Despite that Anna's mouth stays closed in a sweet little smile, Nightmare laughs in what sounds like her own voice, deepened.]