Anna stood stark still on the dark, featureless, terrain. After a short period of time three others had joined her, and one had even been polite enough to greet the Wraith initially with a tip of her hat, she regarded him tearfully and almost smiled, but her anger was greater. These three had to be a part of whatever nefarious plot had dragged her to this place, and she had to stand outside of her watery place which was making her even madder. One of the two other females was saying something and she said it in such a way that the implication came through, even if the words were undecipherable to the Wraith. Her eyes furrowed in irritation.

Finally the last of the three, a pretty younger girl who Anna had more sympathy for than the older swaggering woman, introduced herself. Anna smiled at her, her eyes still red-rimmed but briefly lighting up with happiness. 

[color=7ea7d8]“I’m Anna, I’m pleased to meet you.”[/color] She said, her words tinged with a light Irish accent. They weren’t really stood at a comfortable speaking distance, none of them were, so Anna began to walk closer to her so they could talk.