Anna Milton

without her grace. compassion and forgiveness. indie au!rp blog for human!anna, please read "important" and "rules." completely up to date with spn, can do any season. #sinegratia.

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❝-- -- Who are you?❞

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❝-- - Show yourself! Now! I'm armed!❞

        { So the "armed" thing might not be entirely true, she has a blunt knife in her sleeve, waiting to stab the stranger. }

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"Hi Beautiful"

❝Hello—

      Who are you?❞

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"That’s quite alright. Are you hurt?"

Michael’s voice was deep and genuine. He had no desire for this woman to be harmed, not in the slightest. In truth he had very little desire for anything in this shop but curiosity had lead him in none the less. It occurred to him that it might not have been curiosity at all but a guiding hand, perhaps he was meant to meet this girl? The angel shook his head slightly, brushing the thought away to be considered later. “But might I ask why you had your eyes closed?”

Anna shook her head when he asked if she was hurt, and she offered a shy, embarrassed smile. Way to go, Anna. Bumping into strangers. Nice way to get yourself killed. Shaking the voice away, Anna looked up to him with a raise of her brow before realizing that she had indeed, had her eyes closed. Of course, she knew better than to do that, but it was relaxing, and she was enjoying the peace and quiet around her for once, not the hustle bustle of the busy town around her. It was nice for once, but this mishap had changed that.

"I'm sorry! It was just so quiet, I felt at peace."

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f i v e

Curious eyes glanced around the shop for the final time, settling on the fact that if she brought something, she'd outdo her credit card and that would mean trying to find another solid alias. Her body moved slightly, shifting her weight from one foot to another, sighing quietly. Moving slightly, she started walking forward, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment, taking in the silence that was around her.

That was, until she bumped into someone and she released a squeak, taking a step back, opening one eye, squinting lightly.

❝-- Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!❞

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f i v e

Delicate hands were in small jean pockets, belonging the insane red head. Her hazel eyes checked out the surroundings, wondering if she could bum any money. She was completely out now and there was no way she could fake another alias. She'd already gone through four as it was, and she didn't have the charge for her laptop, which meant she was completely done. Her phone had lost charge as well, so that meant she couldn't contact anyone, although, she wouldn't have even if she could have. 

Spotting a rather nice looking person, Anna shifted her way through the amounts of people, before standing in front of them.

❝'Scuse me. I don't -- normally do this, but I was wonderin' if you had some spare change on you..❞

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o n e

It had been a long day for Anna. Running out of money quicker than she expected, she was mentally cursing herself for treating herself to a extra large dinner at the diner in the last town. The bus fare wasn't exactly cheap any more and it was draining her quicker than she wanted. This meant she'd have to get a new alias, but it would have to be done in the motel, but could she find a cheap one? No. It was back and forth between motel's, begging to let her stay one night in the cheapest room they had, but most of the motel's were expensive posh ones, and she couldn't afford what they were asking. 

Walking down an alley, something didn't seem right. She could have sworn she had heard footsteps behind her, but then again it was a bustling town, but it didn't seem right. Her head turned very slightly, hair catching in her eye -- but there was nobody there. 

She could have sworn she'd seen something, or someone. Guess not. Continuing her walk, her body stopped again, her eyes narrowing slightly, she wasn't stupid. There was someone following her. Instead of acting upon instinct and turning around, she continued walking to the door of the motel, and when she reached the door, she could see a figure in the glass of the door. Spinning around, she pulled out her army knife and held it up.

❝-- Stop right there! I've got a knife!❞

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t h r e e

A hand is covering the red head's mouth, her own, of course. Her breathing is erratic, frightened, scared. Her eyes are scanning over the other person's legs, hoping that they wont find her, hiding underneath the bed. She's stomach down, and her gaze is flicking from left to right, constantly. She wasn't sure where she was, but she knew that she probably shouldn't be there -- and she needed to get out, as soon as possible, entirely. But the owner was there, and she was hiding under their bed. Nice way to start the day, Anna.

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Look… I get it. You think I’m nuts. If I were you, I’d think I was nuts. But it’s all true.

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f i v e

Even though the knife is blunt, it's still in her hand and it's being held up in a defensive position, hazel eyes glaring at the person who was standing there. Alright, so she wasn't in a motel right now, but this was as close as she was getting, the outdoors. A pair of bushes had hid her fairly well -- well, until now, that was. Her eyes narrowed, the knife still in hand, threatening to stab the stranger.

❝-- Who are you, what do you want?!❞

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