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her eyes brighten as a smile graced her lips while watching astarion ( @mccnrxse ) try to read near his side of the room, and being bothered by the owlbear cub that seemed to be snuggling on his side. from being called a snack to actually being part of a small little family now as they have travelled weeks together. while they both had gotten some feelings out in the open about them caring for each other, their relationship was still new and unknown to the both of them.

still, that didn't stop anastasia to get something for him while they had done some small quests around the city. approaching him with the small bag behind her back, she greeted softly. " hello 'star, i hope you had a relaxing day after the whole sewer fight yesterday. i ... actually got you something. "

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like this for a fresh new starter :''')

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i'mma do some clean up. mostly want to feel refresh, so i'm letting go of some things... (its not really personal, i just want to breath while here) but I'M HERE BABIES

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expect me here by the weekend, @mccnrxse had pulled me back

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what do you mean anya didn't clap when raphael was singing during the final act??? she might have been fighting on the other side, but that doesn't mean she won't support his poetry and musical!

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me: anya is a raven mostly cause she's a messenger and she does have great insight at times; charming and talented and it only grew once she had become a warlock

in reality: anya is a cat that would wag her tail in front of you and hiss, then rub her head on your muses leg, but usually it's just raphael's.

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i won't probably get any writing done this weekend, and probably will be back at writing next week. work had truly been something that i didn't necessarily expect to be brutal :'')

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Send 'Stolen!' for my muses reactions to yours stealing a kiss

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anya looking at your muse with pleading eyes as she wants to kiss-

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Clove’s precision

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what a beautiful mess 2 make

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anya when someone stepped on or hit their tail:

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incorrect dair quotes

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﹕・@dxnse-macabre sent: ❰❰ SAVE & HURT ❱❱ sender saves receiver’s life, sender is hurt protecting receiver

her tail stiffened and pointed up at the sight of astarion dropping in front of her. no, no, no! astarion! she let out a cry as she struggled to lift herself up, her eyes fixed on the shadows that had fallen while their companions stood guard around the portal where halsin remained. almost there! anya, get the fuck up! as she pleaded with her body to move, her eyes filled with concern. she rushed to astarion's side, offering assistance and a healing potion to stabilize his health. she observed the actions of the others, skillfully maneuvering to keep them at bay. as she gazed at astarion, her eyes darken with sorrow, burdened by the thought that she was responsible for his injury. she didn't want any of her companion ... her friends to get hurt. what kind of assassin leaves her back exposed, she was getting rusty.

how long have you experienced life or death? why do people keep on saving you?

“ astarion? please be alright. ” with a tear streaming down her face, she pleaded desperately as she witnessed halsin's hasty return through the portal, clutching a small child in his arms. anastasia cradled astarion's head in her lap, her breath coming in heavy gasps. she carefully administered a little more healing potion to him. “ please say something snarky. i just need to know you’re okay. ”

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is anya a jealous person? yes. will she tell you? of fucking course not.

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Know what's on the menu? Me-N-U.

“ did you get that from the bards? ” she found herself questioning why she had even requested to hear one of his pick up lines. her stomach growled at the mere mention of the menu. “ great, now i’m hungry. let’s get some food and try to use your charm on them … hopefully they would receive it better than i did. ”

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it's late—or rather, early, given that gull cries can be heard harbourward—and alexander is being noisy. with what, gale has no idea, and he doesn't feel quite familiar enough with the man to barge in and ask him to pipe down. which is why he's at anya's door, rubbing at his tired eyes with the heel of his palm. ❝ he's your brother before sunrise. can you please— ? ❞

although she had no prior experience with siblings, she had become accustomed to living with noisy roommates both on the streets and at the guild. screams of restless souls had truly ruined her that whatever alexander was doing, it doesn't seem to bother her much. despite the noise of knocking on her door, she found herself face to face with a groggy gale. she expressed her agreement with a soft hum, accompanied by a slight yawn. “ i’ll talk to him … ” she quietly voiced her discontent, then returned to the room and retrieved a club from her collection of weapons.

“ if he doesn’t relent, the next best thing is to knock him out. ” she nonchalantly approached their brother's door, a faint smile playing on her lips, as the loud noises emanated from within. they bore a striking resemblance to the drums they had stumbled upon the day before. “ i knew we shouldn’t have let him keep it. ”