kore_logs | hide yo god, hide yo 'rents, cause we're seeing errybody up in here

Who: Anna Milton and OPEN
What: Crazy plot shenanigans
Where: All over the place! In yo' houses, up in yo' bar, all over the place.
When: Days 33-39
Notes: Put whatever day you want Anna from in the subject line for varying levels of crazy, if you please. There's a guide to her hallucinations so that you have a general idea of what she's going to be up to and doing. This is a catch-all log for everything from random hilarious mistaking someone-for-God shenanigans all the way through to lovely delicious feelsy breakdowns. Hit me with your best shot, babies. ~~And now for some prosey wank to make it look like a real log~~ :O

It's driving her insane. The people following her, the feeling that something inside of her is rising up and pushing out of her chest, it won't get any better. And then she recognises the faces and everything changes, and it goes from a desperate fight to find out who to a pained attempt to reconcile her guilt. There's no sense to it, and an incredibly logical part of Anna knows full well that it can't be them, but who could turn that opportunity away?

...Of course, it doesn't stop there, that'd be far too easy. Of course it isn't just her parents, it's so much more than that, and it's not long before that last grasp on reality, that last logical train of thought slips. Her mother, her father, and now her Father? Anna's just too wrapped up to think about anything other than the reconciliation.

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Sharon sits at her kitchen table, peering down at the swill that she hopes will pass for coffee when she finally works up the resolve to drink it.

When she finally becomes aware that someone else is in her space, she ignores it. She's been sensing that a lot lately, but that doesn't mean Steve is here. It doesn't mean Peggy or Natasha - her Natasha - are back. It just means that she has to be careful who and what she trusts. Her own brain isn't making the trust list right now.

Fucking Kore.

Anna isn't one to just barge in. Normally she likes to leave that to Castiel, and she actually prides herself on her knocking ability thank you very much, but this isn't normal.

"Sharon, someone's after me."

Which is clearly a great way to replace such niceties as 'hello' and 'how are you', but there's no time for that. Anna has all but literally hit the ground running, and her words come as soon as she appears. Seconds later she walks around the kitchen table, sits down and looks closely at the other woman.

"Two someones, actually."

Sharon freezes, her nose inches from her coffee cup. It smells awful enough that her eyes water and it takes her a second to focus on Anna. When Anna doesn't disappear after a couple seconds, she tries to gather her wits and focus.

"Who's after you?"

"I don't know."

Anna has to eye the details in Sharon's face closely for a moment. It's not like her vision is having any issues at all, but for some reason the details are becoming more difficult to distinguish. That's probably why she hasn't recognised who it is who is following her yet.

"They're probably here to take me back."

Sharon considers that for a moment, ignoring the movement in the corner of her eye. After a moment, she holds up a hand to block it from her vision.

"You think they're angels? I thought you said they couldn't track you here." Had she said that? Sharon isn't entirely sure here what she's imagining and what has really happened.

"Or was it that you couldn't sense anything beyond... I forget. Explain- Could you explain how they could be here?"

Going crazy or not - no, hallucinating or not, Sharon doesn't want to order Anna around if she can help it. Anna isn't like Sharon. Angels aren't supposed to take orders from people like Sharon.

Oh, Jesus. Sharon thinks she's talking to an angel.

How long has she been crazy? Is she in a padded room right now, wearing a jacket with long sleeves?

"I'd thought they couldn't track me here. I thought that I was safe, it was just the ones that won't sell me out here and everything was fine, and now-"

She's rambling, she knows she's rambling and she quickly cuts herself off as she drops her gaze to the table. This is too much for her to deal with alone, finally, which is why she's come to Sharon. She can't think of anyone else who will be able to deal with this. Castiel has no powers, Balthazar is still missing and Gabriel- he's her favourite of the siblings, yes, but he's not exactly the most self sacrificing of her siblings.

No, Sharon's the one who can help her at the moment.

"Look, I don't know if you can help but I do know you're better at this than most. I need to lay low, I can't go back in Sharon, I really can't."

She holds up a hand, her thoughts going to Sam and the year he'd had to take care of her. For so long, she'd thought he was her only friend. "Don't panic."

Not exactly what Sam had said to her, but it'll do.

"First, I promise that I'll do whatever I can to help you. Second, do you really believe anyone here would sell you out?" Never mind the fact that Sharon's paranoia is approaching heights she hasn't known for years. The only reason she isn't attacking Anna right now is that she isn't entirely certain that Anna is there. Not after that conversation she'd had with Dum Dum earlier this morning.

So for the time being, whereas it concerns someone else's problems, she can play devil's advocate.

"If you couldn't reach outside the barrier, I doubt any of them could, either."

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Day 34 at her place?

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