#you will beg for mercy that will not be coming ; 616 verse.

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“Your base of operations. It is in New York City. Why?” The question may have been blunt, but Ana was never a fan of skirting around the point. Besides, she was genuinely curious. Cities had never been something she particularly enjoyed, just something she tolerated. She would take a lush jungle in the middle of nowhere over a city any day. 

“You seem to be someone who has an appreciation for nature. So do you live there just for the tactical benefit?”

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Ana’s brows furrow just a bit more, watching the woman’s gait as she walks. “Your limp does not look like a limp caused by uncomfortable shoes,” she says quite matter-of-factly. It’s a bit frustrating to her that adults always seem to think she’s so naive, even with her extensive training - but she will concede, modern civilian shoes are not a subject she’s very well versed on. “Are you that determined not to admit you’re hurt, or are your shoes truly uncomfortable?”

With a slight stumble she freezes at the question, making sure to plaster a look of confusion on her face before turning to look back at Anastasia. "Limping?" she tilts her head, "oh, it might just be these shoes, everyone's always saying they give me a weird walk, let's just keep going, I'm fine."

@kravinova said: why are you limping?

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man i think so much about how ana and alyosha could have really become close if he was still alive. their father hated both of them for being mutant/inhuman, and having already dealt with that his whole life he could have helped ana come to terms with things and accept herself in a more healthy way. he could have helped her come to terms with the reality of their family and the fact that they are not good people. he could have helped her become a better person. but she killed him. and she can never take that back.

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@wnterslder sent: i brought you some food.

“I could have caught some myself, you know.” Despite the words and her rather chilly demeanor, she doesn’t turn the food away. “Thank you.” She does still have manners. 

Eyeing him warily, she shifts in place. If there is a reason for him to be offering things to her, it’s not a reason she’s aware of. It seems unlikely that he would need help - the winter soldier is more than capable alone - so what? Is this an attempt to get close to her for some reason? Is he after intel? Something with her family’s assets?

“What are you doing here?” she finally asks. Sometimes it’s necessary to be outright.

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i think it's just a big glass cage.

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@wnterslder sent: ❛ this is the opposite of being alone. this is the opposite of what i wanted this weekend. ❜ | new girl quotes but it's just nick

A grin spreads across Ana’s face - one that’s not exactly malicious, but ever so slightly unnerving. Then again, she might just tend to be a slightly unnerving person. Putting people at ease was not often a priority for her.

“Am I interrupting your plans, зимний солдат?” She leans forward slightly, elbows resting on her knees as she sits on her little perch. Her words are teasing, but part of her is genuinely curious about what his plans may be. “Lucky me. I rather like bad times.”

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[META] belonging

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The only place Ana has ever thought she belonged was with her family. Fighting and training by her parents' side. It was all she knew, all she wanted. Her life's goal for years was to make them proud. Whether it was an actual feeling of belonging or merely the fact that she wasn't exposed to much of anything else, she isn't sure. She doesn't think too hard about it.

Now, with most of her family dead and what's left of it estranged, Ana doesn't know where she belongs. The only place she's ever belonged, the only structure she's ever had to depend on, is gone - and worse, it wasn't what she thought it was the whole time. She convinces herself it doesn't bother her, she's fine on her own and doesn't need anyone else to survive - but deep down, there is a part of her that wants more than just survival. Who wants someplace she can feel she belongs once more.

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aapothic:

Shiori slowed somewhat so the other could catch up to her, confused by what she was saying. “Wait... you actually live out here? I thought you were just having fun. I...” No, that wouldn’t do. That wouldn’t do at all. “Look, do you want to come stay with me for a while? I got an extra bed. A shower. Four walls. Even for a couple of days.” She didn’t know why she hadn’t noticed things before. Maybe because she’d been so wrapped up in making a new “friend.” “Not very.” She grabbed her by the hand and quickened her pace so that they could get in and out with their food before someone noticed and started asking questions. Now that she was aware of the full gravity of things, she was starting to take this more seriously. It wasn’t long before they found the place. Shiori gestured for her to wait out here while she popped in to get the food. It was a quick exchange of cash for meals before she reappeared with food in hand. “Didn’t know what you liked to drink so I got you a Dr. Pepper.”

Ana was honestly taken aback slightly by the girl’s generosity and concern. Sure, she was young, but she was old enough to take care of herself. With her training and skillset, it was no issue. Her father had taught her to survive alone in the Savage Land, surely she could survive the city. 

“That is very kind of you, but I assure you, it’s not necessary. I am very well equipped to survive on my own.” 

As they arrived at the building, Ana was tempted to go in - but she was the uninformed one in this situation, she would wait outside if that was best. So she stood, looking curiously at the neon sign. 

Taking the cup, she glanced down the straw at its contents. “I don’t have any favorites.” Namely because she’d never had soda before, but when in Rome, she supposed. One little bit wouldn’t kill her. “Which way now?”

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now, without her loyalty to her father and her family, ana's opinion of the spiders has shifted. she still holds a grudge against them - but not one as severe, and not for the same reasons. she still primarily resents peter, but her animosity towards the rest of the spiders isn't as strong anymore. and instead of wanting to avenge her father's death, ana resents him for stealing her childhood and her family. because if it weren't for the spider her father wouldn't have been so absent when she was young, constantly chasing his prey. her father, her eldest brother, her mother never would have gone mad. none of them would have died. they could have been happy and together.

on some level she probably understands that it was really the fault of her father. that her family was not as good of people as she was raised to believe. but she is still coming to terms with that, and mourning the childhood and family she always wanted but never had. still adjusting to this new lack of the one thing she had been fiercely loyal to her entire life. and the spider is the easiest target for her grief.

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From Heroic Age: Villains

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valourie:

    “I was implanted with a shard of a certain sorcerer’s soul when I was a child. It doesn’t give me much of his former abilities, only ones that are useful enough for combat purposes. Matter displacement being chief among them. I can also animate brooms to dance for me.”

  There was a light lilt to her words, as if she might be joking, but in reality she was most certainly not.  Animating her weapons to fight for her was quite the boon... Ah, she had SO much to show off, SO much to share with Ana. Having someone this close to her, in both age & blood? Were she a well-adjusted woman, she’d have likely shed a tear or two. Instead, she made her way to the door, eager to get to work.

    “If they refuse to pay, then we’ll have to get what’s owed to me in blood. My father, crafty as he was, often skipped the goons and went to blackmailing the leaders. His was the path of subterfuge and deception. I suppose, if the bodies of the foot soldiers behind us doesn’t convince the heads to pay us, then we might have to adjust our strategem.

    Do you have transport? Or should I make the arrangement?”

“Really?” Perhaps the broom comment had been meant as a joke, but Ana took it as a statement. A mix of not exactly being around humorous people the majority of her life, and her curiosity. Besides, she had just seen a sword disappear into thin air, a few dancing brooms were hardly out of the question. 

If this was just one of the first cards her cousin was showing her, Ana was excited and intrigued to see what else she had up her sleeves. 

That plan brought a gleam of excitement to her eye. Of course, it was wrong to kill needlessly or to be overly cruel, every hunt must be honorable. But what was more honorable than avenging the wrongs committed against a member of their family? 

“Oh, we absolutely have transport. The question is which to use,” Ana said, gesturing with a tilt of her head down the hall. “We have cars, of course, some more inconspicuous than others. We could use the helicopter if flying is more optimal. Gregor never lets me use the helicopter.” Possibly for good reason, but she did really want to use it.

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@cogitatis sent: i did manage to get my hands on this stupid thing . (from Quentin) | wynonn.a ea.rp s4 starters

“What is it?” Ever-curious, Ana’s neck cranes slightly to try and get a look at the object in the illusion-master’s hands. Even with her curiosity, she keeps her guard up - if this is another one of his tricks, she is determined not to be fooled. But they do have a common enemy, and that counts for something. Even if not much. 

“Is it something that can be used against the spiders?”

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tag drop, part 2

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aapothic:

Shiori scrolled through the menu on her phone and placed an order for pickup: some appetizers, one meal spicy and the other less-so that they could share, and drinks. It would bleed out some of her savings, but what was the harm in splurging every now and then?

Especially if it impressed a new friend.

“We should get going if we wanna get there by the time it’s ready. Cold food isn’t exactly my idea of a good date.” She adjusted her clothing before taking off with some pep in her step.

“You come out here often?” she joked.

“Alright. Is it very far?” Ana followed along - after all, she didn’t know where this place was. She didn’t know where a number of things were, really. She knew the layout, of course, how to get around, which areas are the most advantageous in a fight. But things like restaurants? Growing up in the area didn’t really teach you much when your parents kept you away from the actual city the whole time. 

“Not particularly often, no,” she says with a small shrug - either missing the joke, or simply choosing to answer literally. “I have not spent much time on the ground in the city. I’m much more accustomed to wildlife.”

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masteredlegacy:

"Our former base -- er, our former home, that is -- was destroyed. We were left with no other choice but to relocate." Why New York, she'd asked him. Lately he'd been asking himself that very question. Admittedly, it was something of a strange decision. He certainly wasn't looking to return to his old life, so then why did he return to a place he had already lived ?

"I suppose you're correct, in a sense. I do know this city fairly well, much more so than I know any other. I know those that live here, as well . . . " A pause, followed by silence, and then: " . . . Perhaps that is why. Perhaps there is some . . . comfort in the familiar. Would you agree ?"

“That is unfortunate.” Her family had somehow been lucky enough so far to have the buildings she lived in stay intact - though, she wouldn’t be particularly surprised if that changed in the future. 

She hums, thinking over his answer. “I suppose that makes sense. I would very much prefer a confrontation in land I knew well as opposed to land I didn’t.” She had learned that the hard way, right on these streets. Getting dragged by a moving car.

For a moment she looked over at the city, with its tall buildings stretching into the sky. Obstructions. “I have lived here much of my life, and you probably know more about this city than I do.”