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wonder if you'll see through my disguise
Sep. 15th, 2011 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
indiscreetWho: Anna and Mina
What: a heart-to-heart, bonding despite themselves, so much estrogen
Where: their room in the basement of the Valhalla Inn
When: Givdi, before dawn
Warnings: none
They saw each other so rarely, it seemed, which should have been difficult to manage, sharing the same room. But with all her work at Hellsing, Anna found herself spending the vast majority of her time around Sobek Croix.
And, she was willing to admit, she thought she liked it that way. Mina and Anna had never gotten along; it had taken the mutual confusion of Baedal to bring them to something like an alliance. But she hadn't forgotten their first conversation here, either, when Mina let her out of that terrible small room. Now, when she thinks of Doctor Barrett as a heretic, or mocks her for dressing like a man, it's more old habit than anything -- something she clings to, because it feels normal.
Well, it has been long enough, and maybe it's time to drop the act. This city is proving to be as potentially deadly as Chicago, with none of the Kindred order, and no Masquerade to protect them. Strange to think, but perhaps they need one another. It's why Anna waits in their room, as the night comes to an end. Mina will arrive sooner or later -- she has to.
What: a heart-to-heart, bonding despite themselves, so much estrogen
Where: their room in the basement of the Valhalla Inn
When: Givdi, before dawn
Warnings: none
They saw each other so rarely, it seemed, which should have been difficult to manage, sharing the same room. But with all her work at Hellsing, Anna found herself spending the vast majority of her time around Sobek Croix.
And, she was willing to admit, she thought she liked it that way. Mina and Anna had never gotten along; it had taken the mutual confusion of Baedal to bring them to something like an alliance. But she hadn't forgotten their first conversation here, either, when Mina let her out of that terrible small room. Now, when she thinks of Doctor Barrett as a heretic, or mocks her for dressing like a man, it's more old habit than anything -- something she clings to, because it feels normal.
Well, it has been long enough, and maybe it's time to drop the act. This city is proving to be as potentially deadly as Chicago, with none of the Kindred order, and no Masquerade to protect them. Strange to think, but perhaps they need one another. It's why Anna waits in their room, as the night comes to an end. Mina will arrive sooner or later -- she has to.
