[center][h2][color=f7941d]Martha[/color] & [color=6ecff6]Annie[/color][/h2][/center]
[center][h2] Shelter at last. V [/h2][/center]
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[color=f7941d]" Well, she's.. Not aware of certain things. Things about me. Of course a kid would think their mother is some sorta saint, wouldn't you? Even if she were aware, it's not like she'd go around admittin' her mother wasn't the ideal person to have 'round kids. " These words were muttered in a hushed tone, as to not alert Annie to their conversation. It's true, the child wasn't aware of her mothers.. Career, so it's not unbelievable that she'd see honor. " A soothin' smile, huh? " There was a faint blush that'd appear on the outlaws cheeks, though it would soon disappear at the realization of who this woman really was. " Moon-maiden of honor.. Never heard of you, but.. I've had some run-ins with mythic beings, so it's not.. Totally unbelievable. " Was there still some part of her that thought it was a lie? Of course! Martha was a sceptic. As the deity turned her attention to annie, so too would the redhead.[/color]

[color=6ecff6]" Oooaaahh, " Exclaimed the child, eyes lighting up with excitement at the word ' princess. ' " A princess!! See, mama? I told you they're real! " Eyes shot to martha, who stayed quiet. It seemed the pair had already discussed the legitimacy of certain fairy tales. Now, princess-like figures weren't all that rare where she was from. Lots of wealth figures were considered [i][b]like[/b][/i] royalty, but not the sort of royalty Annie imagined. Princesses kept in towards by a dragon, Kings that sat atop a throne of gold. That sort of thing. The excitement beaming on the childs face shifted into an expression of.. Worry, fear, and overall concern. Firstly, confusion because the toy could [b][i]talk.[/i][/b] Secondly, the toy spoke of.. Murder. Not something Annie was too keen on hearing. " Uh.. What? What does it mean? Mama.. " The frowning child scooched closer to Martha, giving the deity a distrusting look.[/color]

[color=f7941d]Giving the child a tiny nod and a smile, Martha would continue on listening to the pair. While she'd normally give Annie a more realistic view on the situation, it was best to let her enjoy herself. Not often she's around someone like Anath. That smile was soon to falter. Eyes shot downwards towards the toy, listening as it spoke, then flickered to Anath, brows knitting close together in a half-angered, half-confused expression. " The hell does it mean by that? " An arm shot around Annie, pulling the girl closer towards her chest for comfort and protection. [/color]