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Who: Anna Demirovna/Huntress and Mina Barrett/Queen
What: Anna decides that she and Mina need to talk about their respective fae...situations
Where: deep in the trees outside of town
When: night of Day 4, an hour after sunset
Notes: It's not impossible to stumble on this scene, but it would have consequences, so check with us first. Also, Anna doesn't fully distinguish between herself and the Huntress, so pronouns will get weird here.
Warnings: The Huntress in particular is generally pretty violent and unsettling, and she's likely to show.

She can feel herself crackling under her skin — mist and lightning, a kind of nervous tension — and she hates it. Hates the uncertainty of where they are and what they're doing here. (She had been so sure that the one who'd given her to herself was going to take her back again, just before Cape Kore took her away from Chicago, and the idea of that is simultaneously two different kinds of upsetting: because of the violation inherent in taking away something that was now her, a part of her identity; and because of the fleeting notion that she'd lost her opportunity to be free of this.) When she sprints, inhumanly fast, into the trees, it is her abilities as the Huntress that she taps: she can't afford to spend the blood it would take to use the vampire version of the ability.

As the underbrush becomes denser and then impassable, she lets herself come to a stop and leans against the thick trunk of a tree. With a feeling of relief, she drops the glamour masking her appearance: lightning crackles through her hair, and the air smells of rain and the ozone before a storm.

She needs to talk to Mina, to the Queen. They're in this together now, in more ways than one...even if Mina has never seemed to be as strongly affected by her Title as she has been. Still: this is one expenditure of blood that's worthwhile. Anna concentrates — and Summons.

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Another huff.

"Fine." It was hard enough just listening to Mina; did she have to rub it in by acting so damned certain about everything?

(...Probably. In fairness, she'd have done the same.)

"Going to give me another string of pearls if I succeed?"

"If it's a reward you need to motivate yourself, I'm sure I'll think of something," Mina said with a sigh.

It seemed a bit far-fetched right now. All they had was what they could scrape and scavenge.

She glanced down, at the little bulge in her shirt, hiding the ring around her neck.

"I'll get you jewelry of some kind."

Anna rolled her eyes, for a moment extremely blatantly the teenager she'd been embraced as.

"I don't actually require jewelry, Mina. Though you're welcome to attempt to scrounge some up for me, for old time's sake." Eyebrows still raised, she added, "I just hope you're properly appreciative of the challenge I'm setting myself, is all."

She paused, then met Mina's eyes pointedly. "—Because I don't wholly believe you when you say you don't struggle with this too, with strange feelings and urges whispering in the back of your mind."

Mina set her hat at a jaunty angle on her head, offering Anna a slight quirk of her eyebrows. "My darling Anna, if I did, do you really think I'd tell you?"

With that, she turned around, slowly sauntering off.

She watched her leave, trying not to hiss with frustration.

When Mina was well out of range, she added quietly, "Actually, I'd rather hoped you would."

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