Thread: Avalon (Hat + Anna)

.. that's fucking weird, Anna muttered as she scrolled through her contacts, heedless of any awkward staring and fumbling on Arkansas' part or Speaks serving out their rations for the night. She poked through her available contact lists, tried to see if the internet actually worked out here, and then ended up doing what she'd intended in the first place before getting distracted by the enhancements the wall-walking dude had bestowed upon her phone. She queued up the music app, hit play to give some quiet mood tunes for the little ensemble they had put together here, and then went back to the list of apparent gods she now had at her fingertips. Well, fuck if she was just going to ignore something like that. Group MMS, go! hey uh this is anna the chosen if you guys wanna help me save you and shit some miracles would be pretty cool just let me know, i miss my bed, okay peace While she was tapping that out and wondering if she was going to get smitten down for not showing proper reverence or something like that which if so, fuck that! I mean, she was doing her best to keep a level head on her shoulders here and was here to save THEM, right? They should be glad as hell she was going to be proactive about it, Speaks had begun telling a story. She turned off her phone screen, the music continuing to play quietly as she ate some of the campfire cookin'. Not too bad, really. Not a McNugget or anything yeah yeah, she'd heard all the lectures, screw it, she loved McDonald's, but pretty good. And the story was .. well, she didn't know quite what to make of it, to be quite honest. Was it just a story? Was it supposed to be allegorical? It seemed as though she wasn't even really sure if the dragon was actually all that bad of a guy, since she didn't know what he had been up to before the King had tried to screw him out of all of his gold. Maybe Anna was the right person to be a Chosen around Avalon, since she always seemed to sympathize with the poor animals over the people. Even the poor animals with big horrible teeth and glistening scales and all that nightmare stuff. Regardless, she wasn't sure ANYONE in the story was in the right by the end of it, but hey, the attractive and heroic humans probably got to go boink like bunnies at the end again when they'd only met during the course of the story, so it wasn't that far removed from your average Hollywood blockbuster in that way. Just, you know, told by a pangolin dude instead of by IMAX. Occasionally, admittedly, she took a glance over at Freddy. Dude was built like a brick house, there was no shame in taking a peek she thought, given she had no clue of his own fumbling with that very thought process. Had he been ripped like that before he'd showed up here, or was a year of this going to turn her into some kind of body builder too? .. nah. If he was around, he could do all the heavy lifting. She'd be like .. the cool moral support gal, who saved the day at the last minute when nobody expected greatness out of her. Yeah, sounds good. Uh, just one question, Anna said once the story had ended and Frederick offered to take first watch. Flinging her backpack and setting the tophat inside of her tent, she looked between her two companions. If he sleeps like that, what's the third tent for? she asked before heading into her own. They said they were going to meet someone else out here .. but they must've been pretty optimistic about those odds, then, as far as she could tell.