Anna Milton (
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cape_kore2012-11-28 12:27 pm
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001 | Anna Miton | [Audio only]
[ 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?!
What's going on, what is this?
[ More muffled sounds, then a loud tap against the communicator. ]
Why am I on a beach?!
no subject
[ She rolls her eyes, but she's grinning back all the same despite herself. ]
Come on then, I think I've seen enough of this place for one day. Lets see what you've set up for yourself.
Want to fade to black sometime soon?
[She's shorter though, at least. He likes it - finally a sibling he's taller than.]
You'll like it. Couple of guys with taste like ours, you can't go wrong.
[He heads off, walking rather than flying. It's not as if he's in a rush.]
Sure thing!
[ She throws a small smirk of her own at him, and turns to follow him off in the direction.
She's been avoiding flying so far herself, not all that keen to out herself to the general public just yet, so Anna appreciates the walking at any rate. ]
Yeah, taste. Knowing my luck you've turned it into some creepy disco dungeon and this is all an elaborate plot to send me running to the Winchesters shack and out of your hair.
:)