[ Anya had her nights when she slept, but then there were nights where even the security of a locked door wasn't enough to lull her to sleep. That's when she grabbed her flashlight and ventured through the pitch black halls of the rig to make it outside. She's done it often enough that she can turn her light off once she's there, preferring the cover of darkness a lot of the time. Something about it felt more secure to her. She almost misses Gerard completely, if not for the tip of his cigarette. ]
Oh-[ She's startled, but it happens so often she's quick to regain composure a lot of the time. Like a reflex. ] I'm sorry - I didn't realize anyone was out here.
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Oh-[ She's startled, but it happens so often she's quick to regain composure a lot of the time. Like a reflex. ] I'm sorry - I didn't realize anyone was out here.