Ana

mood: listless

Mission accomplished, I guess.

I would love to practice with some more materia.

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mood: concerned

Mr. President, sir. Elena has been on the move. But she's unresponsive to verbal communication. She is hostile. Sir, she retrieved something from her home at Sunde Thorn and left.

Awaiting orders, sir.

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mood: determined

( Private to Reno // Unhackable )

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mood: frustrated

[Through out the recording, the sounds of Ana disassembling, cleaning, and reassembling her gun can be heard.]

When you think you've landed somewhere different but in some way better...

( Private // Hackable to those who know her best )

Tags: black water, brain, bullets, clear mind, cursing, duty, elena, gun cleaning, job, mission, my sister, poison, remnants, shinra, thinking

Posted at 09:45 am | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: pensive

[The recording starts...Ana's fingers obscuring the lens for a few moments as she props it up against a cup on the bedside table. She's dressed in only trousers and a white a-style (aka 'wife-beater') undershirt. Ana's cleaned up. There are a few bruises to her shoulders and the right side of her face. Ana looks thinner and older than she did when she left. Her box of Manhattan stuff in on the bed beside her. A brushy black tail is seen like a shark's dorsal fin as Shyama paces in the room before flopping down on the floor to nap.]

Shyama has found his way back to me. I was out on my usual run, but this time a walk. And he came up to me again. He seems to have been brooding. I guess he learned it from me.

[Ana reaches over and hits a button - Video ends, switches to privately locked mode]

( Voice - Private to Elena // Unhackable )

( Voice - Private to Dean // Unhackable )

( Voice - Private // Unhackable )

Tags: am i a rebel?, am i still a turk?, big black wolf, bullets, dean winchester, different path, direwolf = best friend, elena, lies, little sister, lost, out of uniform, reno, running is fun, shinra, shyama, sister, smoker joker midnight toker?, world's end, worries, wtf?

Posted at 01:27 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 2 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: crappy

First, I need a firearm.

Second, is the bath house still in operation?

Thirdly, I...vaguely remember having left a box of supplies gathered from Manhattan.

Fourthly, Has anyone seen my direwolf?

Tags: am i a rebel?, am i still a turk?, need a gun, numbers, shyama, smoker joker midnight toker?, sored, tired

Posted at 01:44 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 10 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: working

These are tentative plans until I have them cemented. I welcome input and ideas. I tend to lean over into the angst yard.

( Where is Ana coming from and how? )

Tags: brainstorming, characterization, ooc, retooling, return

Posted at 08:10 am | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: disappointed

Manhattan was fun while it lasted. I stocked up on essentials. I didn't find a helicopter. I would have loved to fly one of those.

( Private to Dean // Unhackable )

( Private // Unhackable )

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mood: annoyed

Laser tag. Sounds like fun. Besides, I need the practice.

( Private // Unhackable )

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mood: cheerful

This place is amazing. Wow.

[Sounds of shopping bags swishing as Ana is walking down a street. Shyama lets out a bark as someone gets too close to him.]

I thought I was lost in some area of this place called "Alphabet City", but someone gave me directions to find my way back here.

[Ana laughs.]

Some of these people just stare at me. I'm having trouble finding any weapon shops. But there are some good clubs - Marquee Night Club and Blue Note Jazz Club.

I may be late getting back to the hotel.

Posted at 09:22 pm | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: confused

What the...

Okay. I have no idea what this place is, but it's big, bright...

Is that...

Shyama, yes, keep up.

Tags: confused, credit card, huh?, not in world's end anymore?, world hopping

Posted at 09:14 pm | Link | Leave a comment | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: creative

[Voice]
Hey, Reno. Do you happen to have a six pack of...beer that I could have?

Please?

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mood: devious

( Private to Dean Winchester // Unhackable )

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mood: contemplative

( Private // Unhackable )

Tags: assignment, dean winchester, demons, elena, notes, ruby, sam winchester, schuldig, world's end, yuber, yuber/schuldig

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mood: unsure

Is she really gone?

( Locked to President, Turks, Shinra Employees // Unhackable )

( Private to Reno // Unhackable )

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mood: irritated

I wonder how long this current load of madness will last.


( Locked to the Director, Turks // Unhackable )

( Private // Unhackable )

Tags: hating the f---d up president shinra, raging on the inside, self esteem?, smiling on the outside

Posted at 09:33 am | Link | Leave a comment | 2 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: blah

This place keeps getting better and better.

( Locked to President, Director, and Turks / Unhackable )

( private / unhackable )

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mood: determined

Does anyone want to go on an after-work run?

[She is slightly out of breath from running out of Shinra.]

Shyama, you're exempt. Don't worry.

Posted at 07:22 pm | Link | Leave a comment | 15 comments | Add to Memories | Tell a Friend

mood: intimidated

...sorry, I've been busy.

The bullets...and candy was nice. I could have used someone instead the candy, but I doubt they could fit in a palm-sized egg.

Shyama knew better than to try to eat the chocolate. I gave him one of the plastic eggs to chase. Silly, silly wolf.

Is Sunde the only place with a music player?

I still like running.

Tags: bullets, candy, egg toy, frowning on the inside, gun, shyama, smiling on the outside, still coming in last, work

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