living just to keep going, going just to be sane, all the while not knowing, it's such a shame

[afallenstar]

Who: Anna Milton and Sharon Carter, Fun Ghoul (and potential other House 5 occupants), Kenzi, Galen, Jesse, Meg and River Tam [semi-open, see notes]
What: Angel Proofing, Supernatural Training and General Shenanigans
Where: House 3, House 5, House 11, House 16, House 20.
When: Days 46-49
Notes: This is a bit of a catch-all log for a lot of things I want to do, so I don't spam with loads of closed entries. If you want to nab yourself some sweet sweet Anna CR, shoot me a PM and you can have a thread too!

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[afallenstar]

It's bizarre to see someone else in the house. Gabriel has brought people over at one point or another, she's fairly sure, but Anna has barely even told people where she lives let alone had any 'visitors' as such. River standing in the doorway is foreign to her, but she offers the girl a friendly smile all the same and takes a step away from the door.

"There's not enough hours in the day, who has the spare time to waste on sleeping these days?" It's said with a good-natured laugh, but the question has her somewhat nervous. She's never met this strange girl after all, how would she know that they don't sleep here.

She settles back down on the edge of her bed, sitting carefully before fixing her gaze back on River carefully. She looks harmless enough, but Anna knows better than to judge on appearances. Most people would assume that she isn't a threat either on first judgement. She's going to tread carefully with this one, that's for sure. "What makes you think we don't sleep, anyway?"

[enchangement]

"Nothing but spare time, a false concept of temporal measurement that is the least tactile imaginable. Effects everything, is not easily affected."

River doesn't look at Anna so much as she cranes her head around the room curiously, almost but not quite touching various items that Anna hasn't moved of touched often since claiming the room as her own. There's something strange about the intense quiet that radiates from this woman, something about the weight of it. "What makes her think? Not think. Knows."

She turns and finally peers at Anna. "What weighs so much?"

[afallenstar]

"She's smart, then."

Her tone is carefully measured in its delivery, eyes focused solely on the young girl as she follows the movements of River's eyes. Just what makes this house so fascinating to her exactly? She seems curious rather than threatening, but she isn't taking any chances here.

It's obvious the room isn't lived in, merely a place Anna uses to while away the hours. There's dust gathered around almost every object in there, obvious clean patches left by the rare things that have been adjusted. Even the clothes haven't moved in weeks, moth eaten holes scattered over most of the items in the wardrobe. Everything about the room screams uninhabited, and yet here she is.

"Knows. Interesting," she frowns lightly, just a small gathering of her brow, and then continues a little softer. "That depends on a lot of things."

[enchangement]

"A genius." River smiles but it fades, quickly. She's in awe but also confused, because what is this woman to make such a strange echo in silence, to live in dust and nothing but be...

Well. She looks all right, that is for certain. "Not trying to pry." Much.