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She had blinked, and it was there. Moving faster then her eyes could follow, with the grace and deadly intent of a cat. At first, she thought this was some new kind of Heartless, come to prey on its weaker brethren. The sword in the ground turned that thought to dust. She was leaning heavily on the pole, exhaustion causing her legs to tremble. She would rather not fall, if she could help it. To show such weakness in the face of such a capable person would be to invite pain.

It's a guy. She realized, her mind momentarily stopping to feed on this information as he turned, face splattered with blood, towards her. Her eyes scanned the features that were visible quickly. Had she seen him before? No. But he was clearly dangerous.

And then he spoke. And she felt her mouth drop open. "If I finish the other two off too, what do you say we go and do the dirty in a local hotel room?" he asked. A self satisfied smirk seemed barely held at bay as he waited for her response.

Half of her was tempted to tell him where he could shove his dirty thoughts. The other half cautioned her. If this man wanted to harm her, he would have no problem.

Oh well. She told herself. If he makes a move I'll just impale myself and let that be done. Since it didn't look like she would die by Heartless, at least not today, she straightened her back, offered the man a twisted smile, and said,

"Go fu-"

"Hey."

A second man was approaching. As he continued to speak, it became clear he knew the first man. Small world, it seems. Ana thought to herself, blinking the sweat out of her eyes. Wait, why am I sweating?

Focus. She turned her attention back to the two strangers just as the second man asked, "Can you walk?"

He sounded concerned. Sounded. Those bandits sounded pretty concerned, right up until they decided you needed freedom like a third eye.

"Yeah, I'm great." She let the smile stay on her face, and tried to keep her tone light. "Just fine. Just taking a break, here." Her head swam, and she brushed it off. If she collapsed her, if she let herself go down, so help her she was cutting off all her hair and going bald.

That fearful thought suppressed the second wave of dizziness, and she focused again on the strangers.

"I'll just be on my way." She didn't want to be left with the two Heartless. No matter what front she tried to put on, a bird could fly down and peck her, and she would drop.

I"m such a pessimist. She took one step in the direction of the road, and then another. The third somehow missed the earth, and her knees collided with the solid ground, the scythe dropping from her hands to clatter against the gravel.

"Dad would kill me." She whispered, reaching for the scythe and using it to pull herself back to her feet. Just a few more steps. She lied to herself. Just get away from them. Where was a winged horse when you needed it?

OOC: Everyone else seems to be focused around Roland's Ford, and in keeping with the old saying, "safety in numbers", Ana will be doing the same. Somehow.

Sh*t. Sh*t Sh*t and sh*t again. The hard bark of the tree trunk pressed into her back as she looked up into the green foliage of the tree above her. She had only been able to walk maybe half an hour more, when her legs had decided to rebel. Rather then wait in the middle of the road, she crawled towards the nearest shade available, a tree on the outskirts of what appeared to be a forest.

All that's left is for the monsters to appear. That would be consistent with the luck I've had.
"Hear that, you worthless excuse for a universe?" She yelled up at the tree leaves, her tangled hair rubbing against the trunk.
"Just put some monsters right over there!" She pointed towards the edge of the trees, where the shadows pooled on the ground like spilled ink from a well.
"All ya gotta do!" She let her hand drop and ran the other over her face, the stub of her missing finger aching. It did that sometimes, a ghost pain that would cause her to hesitate, thinking the finger had magically been reconnected.
If that was her answer, then the universe could stick it where the sun didn't shine.

Back to her current problem. If the universe, or whatever it was, did see fit to send the creatures from the dark, she would be near defenseless. It would be a quick battle, and sure, she would put up a fight, but her body was exhausted, and her mind numb to everything but the cruel joke of her situation. Where do the hearts go? She wondered to herself as her eyelids closed, her face tilted back up to catch the little spots of sunlight that drifted down.

Do they just disappear? Is it painful? She was no stranger to pain, but if there was one wish that could be granted, she would want her death to be quick and clean. Can you do that for me? She asked mentally as she swallowed, her parched throat aching with the desire for water. Not even the pain of dehydration, nor the want for food could make her body desire to move.

Well Mom, I did my best. A strange sound, and as though they had been called by her challenge, the strange creatures rose from the shadows, forming into small bodies that shivered and clanked as they moved.

The Unpredictables, she had always called them. Their official name? She didn't know. Education in her small village had been, at best, knowing how to read.

With a sigh and a grimace, she stood up, letting the leather bound book drop to the ground. It wouldn't do her any good now. She felt a twinge of regret in not being able to read it before she died. Or, whatever it is that happened when the Heartless got you. Grabbing the scythe's pole just under the blade, she pulled it out of its sling, letting it slide towards the ground through her fingers until she got a good grip. If you could call trembling hands a good grip.

Would the scythe even work on them?

One of the Heartless twisted, its armored face staring at her for a single moment before twisting. And here we go. She swung, feeling the blade connect just as the claws of the monster scratched her skin. The wound burned as she grunted, using the force of her swing to carry the Heartless through the air and away. It landed a little further from its fellows, motionless. Hopefully dead.

Yay for me. She pressed one hand to her wound, the burning intensifying as blood began to drip from the ripped skin. The other Heartless hesitated, and she backed up a step. Perhaps, just perhaps, they would leave her be.

She paid dearly for that thought as they twisted, as one, and shot towards her, small bodies flying through the air in a terrifyingly accurate manner.
This is going to hurt.

STRANGER DANGER.

Just kidding. Nah but seriously, welcome back. It sounds like life is going well for you and I'm glad!

Apparently The Taking of Deborah something or other is quite good as well. But I have yet to see it.

Just watched The Babadook. It's an indie one. Not very frightening, had a few jumpy moments, but it was an interesting story, for a horror film.

I want to go just once dressed as someone from Assassin's Creed. Or else take acid so I think it's real.

Belated birthdayness to you both.

Rotten Tomatoes. The show just happened to be on Netflix. But Netflix ratings aren't reliable either.

Wanna see a Magick trick?

Just count it as a Monday oops. I've got a jar full of them.

How did they make ice cream before ice cream makers? I always figured it was the hand of God giving humanity something to eat other then rotting animal carcasses and dirty plants.

My heart broke for @Iskandar.

Don't trust the old RT, it's a mashup of all the critics that reviewed the movie. A certain Netflix TV show was rated nearly 100%, so I watched it. The entire four out of six episodes of the first season consisted of people asking incredibly stupid questions and sleeping with everything that walked. Go to another TV show, which was rated about forty percent, and I binge watched every single episode in about three days. I've had much better luck going to IMDB for my ratings and reviews.

Since @cstar mentioned it and I"m a little confused myself, how does the world scheme work? Are we all going to be on one big world or floating around different ones? And which one is the big one?

EDIT: I'll get it next post.