001 | Anna Miton | [Audio only]

[afallenstar]

[ There's a scuffling, like someone's just tried to get up on their feet and failed, and then a loud, panicked voice rings out loudly. ]

What's going on, what is this?

[ More muffled sounds, then a loud tap against the communicator. ]

Why am I on a beach?!

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[VOICE]

[primogen_vampirate]

None as of yet.

Of course, we've been occupied. Between the killer wolves and the even more killer Norse god, we've been a bit...frantic.

[VOICE]

[afallenstar]

Killer wolves and killer Norse Gods. I'm not sure I even want to ask for more details.

[ Except of course she does, so after a second or two of silence she continues on. ]

These things still roaming around?

[VOICE]

[primogen_vampirate]

Not at the moment. But I'm sure it won't be long before the next disaster.

[She sounds quite cheerful about it, all things considered.]

Tell me, darling, when and where are you from? Aside from the obvious fact that you're from dear Castiel's world.

[VOICE]

[afallenstar]

[ That question earns a much longer pause, and when she actually responds its obvious her words are being chosen very carefully. ]

I was- I'm not from this world. And I'm not exactly sure how long it's been, but last time I was on Earth, it was 2009.

[VOICE]

[primogen_vampirate]

Ah, another person from the future.

I'm from Chicago. 1932.

[A pause.]

Not originally.

[VOICE]

[afallenstar]

Where were you from originally?

[ She can't help her curiosity. After all her story is much more complicated than she's letting on, it stands to reason that Mina's is too. ]

Before Chicago 1932.

[VOICE]

[primogen_vampirate]

Devon County, just outside of London. More sheep than people, but what can you do?

[VOICE]

[afallenstar]

[ That actually earns a full blown laugh, surprisingly genuine and entirely a shock to her. ]

If only you knew how familiar I was with that issue.

[VOICE]

[primogen_vampirate]

I'd be happy to hear about it sometime.

[Mina seems to enjoy collecting promising young women. It's in her nature.]

But I see you already have friends here. So I suppose your lodging has already been arranged?

[VOICE]

[afallenstar]

Maybe when I've settled into...wherever 'here' is.

[ It's too soon for honesty, things are still too raw, but she can at least promise a maybe. ]

I really wouldn't say friends. But it's a work in progress, yes. I'm not in a rush to get comfortable though, honestly.

[VOICE]

[primogen_vampirate]

Well, whatever is most practical for you.

[VOICE]

[afallenstar]

I'm not exactly much of a sleeper, housing isn't too big a concern of mine. There are other priorities right now.

[VOICE]

[primogen_vampirate]

Anything I can help you with?

Hey look, she's figured out how to make this private. [VOICE]

[afallenstar]

Not unless youve got any tips on hiding from Heavenly hit men?

[primogen_vampirate]

I suppose that depends on what you mean by "Heavenly hit men."

[afallenstar]

I mean exactly what I say.

[primogen_vampirate]

I happen to be an expert at alluding monks.

[afallenstar]

Near enough is good enough. So, got any tips? Not sure how viable my last method is any more.

[primogen_vampirate]

Come to my house. As a nearly lifelong pagan, I tend to repel anything Heavenly.

[afallenstar]

Perhaps somewhere more neutral first. You could be an axe murderer for all I know, remember?

[ That's supposed to be a joke, but she's a little too tired for humor. ] Besides, you should probably know a bit more before offers like that.

[primogen_vampirate]

While I'm not an axe murderer, my dear, I am more than capable of defending myself.

[afallenstar]

I wouldn't underestimate the people that I might have after my head.

[primogen_vampirate]

I wouldn't underestimate me.

[afallenstar]

I'll have to remember not to.

[primogen_vampirate]

Do.