Anita is on her own. She figured that out pretty quick. Not a lot of response on her radio, the longest being a brief, unrecognizable person giving her a direction. At least there was that.
She's been on enough hunting trips, both of the normal and monsters variety, to have outdoors survival skills. And the knowledge that she's way under prepared, and in serious danger, just from the elements. Her only saving grace is that she has her guns, because she doesn't go anywhere unarmed. Ever.
She took some time breaking a branch, for a walking stick, and possible blunt object. She would have shaved it into a spike, but she didn't think she had enough daylight to burn for that. So a walking stick in her left hand, and a gun in her right, she walks.
She's definitely not going to make it before sunset. And that makes her even more tense.
I thought you may wish to know, Nadja, that I have 'graduated'. I will be staying, for the time being, to remain with my son and pursue a bargain of my own. I hardly think it needs saying that your presence and support has been invaluable to me. And will remain so.
There's a new priest on board, Nadja. He's a warden and works the chapel in the daytime. You and Lazlo need to know and should be cautious about what he might post to the network without knowing. I haven't told him anything about you.
There was little time, after she woke up. She knew it, could feel it. The unravelling beginning. Understanding dawned, and she knew what was coming.
Which meant she had one last task to perform.
Walking was difficult at first, as she made her way to Nadja. She didn't know if she could trust the vampire, but it didn't matter. She was the best choice, the most likely to survive. And, just perhaps, she could rely on a trans-universal sense of sisterhood. She held the letters tightly, hand across her stomach, willing the process to stay, just for the few minutes she would need.
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I'm in my room. You have an invitation to come in.
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ANYWAY, I DON'T USUALLY EAT CARBON-BASED LIFE, IS IS THAT GONNA BE AN ISSUE? HATE THE TASTE OF D.N.A.. ONE OF THE WORST!
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We are in his cabin. We can talk there.
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Have you met the new one? He looks remarkably like Norton.
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More importantly: why was he in Nadja's cabin?
He sits up shakily and looks around with uncertainty.]
Uhm. ... Hi? Nadja? Laszlo?
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Why am I here, but more importantly, how long have I been here?
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She's been on enough hunting trips, both of the normal and monsters variety, to have outdoors survival skills. And the knowledge that she's way under prepared, and in serious danger, just from the elements. Her only saving grace is that she has her guns, because she doesn't go anywhere unarmed. Ever.
She took some time breaking a branch, for a walking stick, and possible blunt object. She would have shaved it into a spike, but she didn't think she had enough daylight to burn for that. So a walking stick in her left hand, and a gun in her right, she walks.
She's definitely not going to make it before sunset. And that makes her even more tense.
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im your inmate this month
died two days ago
would like to talk
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Thursday Night - Oops
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after she wakes up (end of October)
You're my warden now.
And you have my file.
We should probably talk. Where would you care to do that?
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There is a vampire hunter on board, a man by the name of Trevor Belmont. I would advise avoiding him at all costs
...if only for the sake of your nose.
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[She is not; she's a disaster.]
Want to hang out? Are your husband and inmate still here?
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[Life sucks so much, attention pls]
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[On the Galley, shortly before her demise]
Which meant she had one last task to perform.
Walking was difficult at first, as she made her way to Nadja. She didn't know if she could trust the vampire, but it didn't matter. She was the best choice, the most likely to survive. And, just perhaps, she could rely on a trans-universal sense of sisterhood. She held the letters tightly, hand across her stomach, willing the process to stay, just for the few minutes she would need.
"Nadja?"
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