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    1. Shikaru 12 yrs ago

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@Sir Avita >Calling Anya a peasant. Fat wiz is gunna wish he had a twinkie when she gets done with him :0. Lol.
@FantasyChic@Apollosarcher@mewgirl99@Tracyarmav

Anya frowned, her arms still crossed, while listening to Trinity and David. She sighed before speaking, "You have a point..I guess.". Then she realized she'd never actually called him racist out-loud, a psychic hunter, great."So, you can read minds huh? Neat." She told him, her mood shifting from angry back to her usual self.

She stood and walked over to the door so she could talk to the now departing Dmitri and Liz without shouting. She waved at Liz and smiled, "You're welcome to come by again whenever you want, okay? I don't mind guests, really. As long as they don't bust up my door, that is." She told her.

She then addressed Dmitri smiling, "I'll definetely come by, it's been a fair bit since I've done any hunting, and besides it's the least I could do in return for you replacing the door."

She then turned to Trinity and David looking them over, she was always slightly wary when she was around other Hunters, even though most of them would have a hard time killing her. The Solomon was really the only one out of the two that worried her, if only due to that staff and namesake.

She then asked her about a demon called Asmodeus. "Ummm...never heard of him. I don't deal with demons that often, much more equipped to deal with cultists, other vampires, and the like." She replied. "The last time I fought a demon it didn't really turn out too well..."

"But I mean uh...if you're looking for help or something I'm not really doing much else right now?" She asked them, glancing between the two.
@Tracyarmav I should probably mention Anya is like, 5'3. You'd have been aiming at the back of her head if anything :p.
The infamous Final Fantasy 7 victory theme blared through the speakers of the 30' TV in Anyas bedroom. "Woo!" She shouted, having just beaten the boss in the Mako Reactors. An easy feat for her by now, having completed the game a number of times, but exciting nonetheless. She paused the game setting her controller on the bed and sliding off, stretching as she did.

"As easy as ever." She told herself, grinning in accomplishment. She started for the door when a bright light flashed behind her, surely she paused the game, right?

Floating an inch or two above her bed was a white device, kinda like a cellphone. That definetely wasn't there before. Slowly she walked towards it, both nervous and kinda excited, it was like something straight out of a video game.

Annnnd then it spoke. Anya immediately jumped backwards five inches, startled by the sudden voice. 'Your Destiny has arrived. Will you help us save our world? If so, take hold of this device.'

Anya gasped with excitement, this was definetely something straight out of one of her games. She quickly walked over and stared at the blank device before deciding to grab it. It turned dark pink with a black trim, and then, darkness.
@Lunarlors34@rivaan

"They sure are!" Anya told Arthur, smiling happily. "Yea, we're preeetty famous and stuff, it's kinda cool. People ask questions and stuff about what the guild is like all the time, kinda overwhemling at times though." She replied to Janna, shrugging. "I'm sure it'll be fi-" she started to say, before backing into and nearly falling over a bench.

She landed on her back in the middle of the bench, luckily it was un-occupied. She quickly shimmied off the bench and stood, looking around her face red in embarassment. She wondered how exactly she'd managed to live so long as clumsy as she was. "...point taken.." she mumbled, straightening her shirt and resuming walking alongside Janna, this time facing forwards.

"True enough, but they'll still find a way to win. They're the strongest after all, nothing aside from an apocalytpic event could cost them the win." Anya replied calmly, hoping to quickly divert any and all attention back to the discussion at hand.

Then Janna mentioned something about getting kicked out due to her magic, this intrigued Anya. Surely if a guild accepted her and her 'special' brand of magic, they'd have no trouble accepting Janna. "Ooh, interesting. You'll have to show me what it is sometime. I'll show you mine later too, kinda dangerous to do it out here though..especially if it gets on someone." Anya replied, finishing the sentence absent mindedly, thinking about what'd happen if she gave a demonstration of her magic out here.

She'd probably get lynched, or worse. "You could probably ask Master Jamie about joining Phoenix Wing, she's nice like that." Anya told her, smiling.

"Ooooh, what restaurant? I'll have to stop by sometime if you're as good a cook as you say." Eventually in the distance she could see the massive stadium and crowds cheering within. "Ooh! We're almost there!" She said, gasping in awe at the massive building, her walk slowing to a crawl.
@taistelusopuli@bythespleen

Forgot to tag you guys, also forgot to colorize my text. I'll fix it now.
@rivaan 10/10. I've done it before, admittedly. >_>
Sorry I haven't posted sooner @Rivaan @Lunarlors34, I was waiting on Rivaan and legitamately didn't get the mention notification.

I'll post now.
Anya more or less woke up, well not really woke up moreso re-gained the ability of cognitive thought, jammed between two dumpsters of trash. Her first thought was oh holy shit this stinks what, her second thought was shoving one of the dumpsters away so as to escape her make-shift prison.

Lucky for her she wasn't over-weight or she'd be hard pressed to manevour her arms around in front of her. She easily pushed the dumpster in front of her out of the way and stood up. Looking around she was in some kind of alleyway behind some kind of old office building. "Well..this definetely isn't something I'd ever think of." She spoke to herself, looking down each end of the alley, and eventually up above her.

Someone she'd never seen before in any of her dreams, much less real life, was standing on an old rickety balcony a floor above her. Slamming one of the lids of the dumpsters closed Anya climbed on top to get a better look at the person.

He was quite clearly older than she was, and definetely no one she'd ever seen before. She could've sworn she saw faint squiggly movement under the mans left shirt sleeve but shrugged it off, thinking it was simply this weird and creepy place playing tricks on her.

"Hey! Who are you!" She called out, waving up at him. "And where are we? I don't recall thinking this place up before." Maybe the man was one of the background characters she'd thought up before to talk to her and she accidentally thought of this place somehow.

@Equinox
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